#pulled out my wisdom tooth 🦷

[hyerinyang]

사랑니 뽑아 퉁퉁 부은 볼도 어느 새 조금씩 붓기가 빠지고 있다. 머리카락으로 가리고 다니는 중이지만. . .그래도 이정도면 사람같이지고 있다. 🙂💭 반대쪽으로만 씹느라 이쪽 턱이랑 관자놀이까지 통증이 밀려온다…🧘🏻‍♀️ 이래저래 비대칭된 얼굴이 다시 제자리를 찾아 돌아오는데에는 한 달 정도 시간이 걸릴 것 같다.

7 Feb, 2024.

[monarchberrysblog]

ORAL FIXATION !!

₊˚ʚ 💉 ₊˚✧ﾟ. sweet tooth . 🦷🍨

☆ miguel o’hara x fem! reader ☆

☆ summary: a simple consult with the oral hygienist.

☆ content warning: cunnilingus, oral fixation, throat fucking, throat bulge (not mentioned but implied), choking, cum (lots, lots of cum), semi-voyeuristic behavior, latex glove kink (?), light degradation, and hair pulling.

☆ word count: 837 words

☆ author’s notes: yeah… I went to the dentist. my sick and twisted brain got to work after the consultation.

"Good girl."

".!"

Sticky as tree sap outside the bumpy bark, your saliva dripped down to the exam room's smooth grey wooden floors. A thin coating of precum and spit glistened from your chin down to your chest. A satisfied hum from the back of your throat resonates a low, lively vibration near the back of your tongue. Your knees ached from the textured wooden floor while your hands grasped his seat's sides, nails digging into the cushion.

Red knees and indented skin showed your shame. It created a sight of illusion. You only came in for a consultation, but the drool and precum in between your cleavage said otherwise. The red wine color tint on your lips contrasted your white teeth, but the color clashed so well with Miguel’s mauve tip.

"You said your jaw was hurting? Doesn't look like it now." He gently thrusts a bit of his length into your mouth, earning a gurgle-like moan.

"Shhh, I'll make it fit." Your eyes widen to the size of charger plates used during dinner time at an Olive Garden.

The bulging, misty look greets Miguel, but within your pupils, with a mere glance, anyone could have missed it.

The space is dominantly characterized by a wavering implication of ardor, which shows the intoxication behind the smudged pencil eyeliner and dilated eyes. Miguel’s gloved fingers weave into your hair, securing a hold at the back of your head. The lilac latex in his hands immediately clings to the rubber, creating more uncomfortable hair tugs. Some tugs were enough to catch a breather without his dick in your mouth.

The sight of precum decorating your lips like lipgloss churned. Then, an idea came to him, unwarranted.

The palm of his hand cups your chin, his fingers and thumb digging into the plush of your cheeks. "Open up." His words were vile, like a plague, but enticing to pursue immodest actions.

Through the grasps between his fingers and thumb, you nod, his cock near your cum-covered lips. He wears a dern expression when he sees you nod as he removes his hand from your hair and works his belt out of the belt loops of his pants instead. You open up barely enough to let the mushroom-like tip in between your lips and teeth, grazing the sensitive, taut skin. "A little more, querida."

The angry aching around your wisdom teeth knawed, a blade twisting deep into your gums, the blade's tip twirling at your nerves like cooked noodles gathered around a fork. While attempting to open, he thrusts his hips, his length choking you.

His happy trail tickles the tip of your nose, his fingers immediately weaving into your hair and keeping you there. He slowly pulls out but pulls you away from his happy trail, enough to give you more air to breathe. But the sensation of his now irritated tip found its way back in. "Let me know when you can't breathe." The muffled, wet gurgles filled the room.

The gentle humping against your throat overstimulated, but feeling lathered against the back of your throat was enough implication of what was going to happen. Miguel thrusts himself back in and doesn't allow any room for you to back down.

"Take it, sweetie." He urges, but the subtle drip of his precum landing on the floor with a 'plop' finally pushes the limit. You gurgle your words, but his length makes them inaudible. The words merge into vibrations and gnaw at the sensitive tip.

Despite him being in an uncomfortable position, his hands grasp your throat and gently squeeze your throat.

The soft thrusts evolved into harsher ones, and your nose got tickled by the sensation of his pubic hair tickling you. His fingers probed at your throat, his latex fingers feeling around until he seized and squeezed firmly. You gurgled and could feel your gag reflexes kick in. The mere panic in your eyes with your tears created a titillating sight.

Your hand continued to pat his thigh, an indirect beg for him to go easy on you.

But it only encouraged him to push down more, feeding you more nearly. "Stop it." He snaps, his hand grasping onto your wrist and pinning your hand down on the chair. "You can handle it."

"Stop squirming..." He groans and pushes himself, enough to feel the back of your throat. The soft thrusts evolved into rapid ones, feeling the mushroom-like tip bullying its way down, begging to be enveloped by your throat's warm, velvety walls.

The harsh, precise motions became sloppy, spit leaving puddles on the floor, his boxers, and chair. His low groans grew more audible, but he kept his mouth shut. He lets go of your throat and hair and seizes his movements. The warm fluid coats your aching throat, allowing it to work as aloe vera against irritated skin. The sensation overflowed, leaking out of your mouth. He pulls out his softening dick and cups your chin gently. His thumb wiped away your spit and his cum. "Doesn't seem like anything is hurting anymore."

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[cal-daisies-and-briars]

happy trailer Monday! can I trouble you for a few bites? 😉

🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷🦷

🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟

HELLO!

Trying to finish the teeth fic so answering this one asap.

24 for 🦷:

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Eddie exhales, relieved. He squeezes Buck’s hand. There’s a moment where they just stare at each other, neither of them seeming to know what to do. What’s the right next move? There’s no clear playbook for declaring love for your best friend of over half a decade in the middle of your kid’s wisdom tooth extraction. 

“I can’t kiss you for the first time in a room that smells like latex and sanitizer while a surgeon cuts into my kid’s face,” Eddie says eventually. He feels mildly insane. 

Buck snorts. “That’s okay, Eddie. I didn’t want to kiss you anyway.”

“Is that so?” Eddie rolls his eyes. He knows he’s full of shit. 

“Yep,” Buck nods. “Haven’t thought about it all really. Not even once.”

“Yeah, me neither,” Eddie smirks.

Buck turns so he and Eddie are parallel again, loops his arm around Eddie’s shoulders, and pulls him in close. He presses a very gentle, very sweet kiss to Eddie’s temple. Eddie’s whole body goes warm, like melting honey.

“I’m going to take you on a perfect date, and romance you, and give you the best first kiss you could ever hope for,” Buck whispers. 

“That sounds amazing,” Eddie manages to eke out in response. Because he’s too entirely overwhelmed and happy to speak clearly. 

Though, somehow, he doubts they’re going to make it that long. 

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24 for 🧟:

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They became even closer with this patchwork family of people Hen has grown to love very much. Not that she didn’t already love Chim more than any friend she’d ever had before him. 

And now? Now, sometimes, Hen waits for the other shoe to drop. Like, how can they have gotten off so easily, when everyone else suffered so much? How can whatever tragedy she’s managed to avoid not eventually catch up with her?

She worries. She tries not to, but she’s a mother. Of course she worries. She wants her son to have a future. And not just one where he survives. She wants him to be happy. She wants him to have things to live for. And she’s afraid of how that’s attainable if anything ever takes their weird little oasis out of time away. 

Which is why, when Chimney and Maddie say they saw someone in town with a light from the library roof, Hen is full of worry. 

They call a group meeting. Everyone crams into the cams room so no eyes are off the screens. Not right now. They can’t take any risks.

“Are we sure it’s not Buck and Eddie?” Bobby asks. 

“Why would they be north of the library?” Karen asks. “They’d have had to drive past us.”

[reileinaxiu]

Status Update: I'm * miserable 😖

Had to have my wisdom tooth pulled out 🦷. The process itself wasn't horrible just an uncomfortable hour and half of drilling and yanking at my jaw and with my mouth pried open apparently I have a large wisdom tooth in the most unideal position lucky me. Even the healing gums where the tooth used to be is barely tolerable.(Spoke too soon 😖)

What was the pain was this had to accompany tonsillitis I had for the better of the week. And now without the my wisdom tooth confusing my pain senses in the same area the tonsillitis just feels f****** awful. I can't even swallow my own spit without wincing. Now the pain meds are kicking in so it isn't so bad and I'm coherent enough to rant about it here which I might regret later.

To those who have yet to inexperience this good luck to you and to those that have well I hope your operation went better than mine.

[theswedishpajas]

I HAD ONE OF MY WISDOM TEETH TAKEN OUT TODAY!!!!!

It was my first time pulling out a tooth and I’m so excited for my next one in a few weeks!!!!!

The pain gets awful for a while after the numbing stuff wears off but MAN, what an experience!!! I think the pain was worth it (with the help of a painkiller)!! 😤

My dentist had a lil bit of a rough time getting it out cus it turns out it had TWO roots (it was on the top, which usually only has one root) and they were pointing AWAY from each other-!

I had to suppress my laughter at the situation, laughing at the tooth being so stubborn, and I figured he would’ve appreciated being able to focus better so I didn’t laugh and didn’t try to cheer him on even if I REALLY wanted to u-u

I had a really good time tho and didn’t feel a thing!! It was also less expensive than we anticipated so that’s another cherry on top!!!!!

It was really cool to hear the crunching of the roots against my skull hehe 🦷🦷🦷