#Cpr

[blog-o-suffer]

I agree that when comics do this it's sooo lazy and frustrating like they don't give a damn that somebody is dying...

Thank you for your service in restoring justice!

You ever just have one of those things? One of those things like how in a comic it'll just brush over performing CPR and you want to make a 5 page comic expanding how miserable that would be to perform on your favorite person?? Anyway this was fun and miserable.

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[headtiltchinlift-2]

Demo from a practice session.

Filming soon :)

[luckcardiophile]

Hii, if you are interested in Heartbeat vids like that, DM me. I would be really happy to exchange. LUB-DUB❤

[lb-192]

Support the creator he's doing his content great every time!

Kotone's cardioversion

Kotone Shiomi was feeling very dizzy when she was on her dancing routine. Unable to even stand up by herself, she went to a nearby clinic with help of her friend Fuuka. The doctor made her lay down on a bed and immediately connected a set of AED pads on her, as she knew what was happening. Kotone was suffering from Ventricular Tachycardia, which could result in a cardiac arrest if untreated. Her heart was racing between 160-180 bpm, so Tae Takemi, the doctor, sedated her and immediately started a cardioversion, to be able to get a sinus rythm again. Three shocks were needed but, in the end, Kotone's heart went back beating as usual.

[medfetai]

‘Subway CPR, Part 1’

[lil-bitty-lubdubs]

The Basement Series: Septima pt.3

Previously...

“Yes darling yes you’re in respiratory arrest. You’re gonna fall into cardiac arrest. Soon. So soon. Yes I feel it …and then I will resuscitate you. I’m going to pump your chest hard, breathe into your mouth, shock your heart to bring you back to life.” he paused, his hands both occupied. The one hand steady on the pulsing in her neck, the other went from between her now still breasts to rubbing her nipples. Each minute her heart continued to slow into certain death with him waiting, watching. The heart monitor rhythm finally changed. “That’s it. Just give into it sweetheart. Just give in. Let your heart stop.” He said tenderly as her heart slammed still against her ribs.

Part 3

“Arrest!” he announced as his own heart hammered in his ears. He took a deep inhale and closed her nose, fitting his mouth over hers, his one hand sliding back onto her chest, breathing into her forcefully. His mouth still against her he groaned. He formed the seal again and puffed her full feeling her chest rise with his hand. He gave her one more for good measure and then straightened.

He slid a stool over with his foot and climbed on top, checking her pulse again. Nothing there. He placed his fingers on her rib cage feeling where the convergence of rib and sternum happened. He found her sternal notch rubbing it fondly before placing his hands right in between the nipples of her breasts, one hand palm fully extended into her chest just above her heart. The other hand interlaced on top.

“One, two, three, four…” He counted making sure to press hard enough to pump the still heart inside her chest. “…twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty!” He slid over, his mouth sealing over hers once again. Breathing her full, he began another cycle of chest pumps. “Come on darlin. Come on back to me.” He willed her to fight.

Two cycles later he finally gave in to the needle siting on the surgical table beside them. “No darlin, you’re not getting away. I want to hear your heart beat again.” He measured and sent the very long gage needle’s tip straight into her awaiting dead heart. He watched the monitor. Nothing.

He gave her another cycle of CPR before her heart spasmed inside of her. “V-fib. That’s it darlin. Come on back…” He paused to look at the monitor. “Fight. Septima. Fight!” He whispered in her ear.

“Fight. I need to hear that heart beat again! So strong. So full. Life itself in your chest.” He grabbed the defibrillator paddles next. “Yes. Until it beats on its own, I’ll be here pumping your heart, breathing life into you. You’re not getting away darlin so just come back.” he triggered the charge and thrust them onto her bare chest, one below her left breast, the other just below her clavicle. He pressed the button unloading the charge into her chest. She spasmed. 

Her heart kicking to life within her. The monitor began beeping regularly. The naked girl splayed on his table sucked in a deep breath on her own. She let out a groan as her senses returned to her. No doubt she was sore. He stood back watching the life coming back to her. “Yes. That’s it darlin.” he smiled putting away the defibrillator. He placed two fingers into her femoral feeling the miracle beating against his fingers. Music. It was all music to his ears. He brought his head down and gently met her lips, sliding his tongue into her mouth for good measure, kissing her deeply. She gasped for breath between his assaults. He pulled back a few inches to look into her beautiful face and brought up a fist thumping her hard in the center of the chest.

She let out a half conscious yelp. “Don’t worry darling. I’m just helping stabilize that precious heartbeat. Just rest.” He slid his strong arm under her head, supporting it,

as he thumped her between her bare breasts again and again and again. The pounding was becoming more regular. “There! Normal sinus rhythm darling.” She groaned back into unconsciousness.

His hand pressed back in the now familiar groove of her carotid, the other found its way over her heart as she sucked in breath. My breath. With no immanent threat any longer, the thought slammed into his consciousness.  He groaned into unstimulated orgasm right next to her feeling her life beating beneath his fingers.

[francesca-sarah]

I like this actress. Her unconscious face looks like she is "enjoying" the moment. She's quite sexy when her outerwear is cut off.

[blog-o-suffer]

Well hello there.

COMMISSION: CPR

Commissioned by AdyFlygonna, inspired by her Sniper/Scout rp.

The characters don’t belong to me, the artwork does.

[blog-o-suffer]

I can imagine he broke Luci's ribs on purpose XD

Duckie Deer Prompt #32

Alphabet Prompt #10: Jolt

1, 2, 3, 4--

"Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! C'mon, dad! C'mon!!"

"Charlie, try and stay calm. He might be able to save him!"

14, 15, 16--

Alastor pushed his interlaced palms rhythmically into Lucifer's unmoving chest. Charlie was trying to keep her hysterics under control while Vaggie tried her best to soothe her. She was also on standby to take over in case Alastor got too tired to continue.

"-29, 30!"

He bent over, tipped the angel's head back, pinched his nose closed and breathed long and deep, filling Lucifer's lungs with life giving air.

"One!" Another breath. "Two--"

Lucifer coughed weakly, taking a shaky breath, the first on his own in over three minutes.

"He's breathing!"

Charlie dashed to her dad's side, wanting so badly to hug him tight but knew that it wouldn't do him any good until his breathing stabilized more. Instead, she cradled him gently, brushing her hands through his hair while her tears of relief fell onto his cheeks like fresh rain.

A weak smile from Lucifer. "Hey, Char Char."

Then his gaze fell to Alastor who was slipping back into his jacket. "You know...CPR is...a lot less sexy...than movies make it...seem. I think you...cracked my ribs."

Alastor couldn't restrain the barking laugh that ripped through him.

[hiddendreamsstuff]

Here’s a new fantasy:

My lovers know how much I love resus and so they set up a game for me where they resuscitate each other in various scenarios and I get to watch participate however I like. He is pumping her chest and I’m licking her pussy. She shocks him and I masturbate. Whatever I feel like directing them to do they do. Then we finish with the two of them fucking and resuscitating me.

I’m so turned on right now!

[headtiltchinlift-2]

Are you ready?

[malecpranddead]

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