Daisies

[Natalia]

Hey everyone!

This is my first post, and i haven't really edited it that much either, so enjoy and please be nice

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This morning I woke up to a sneeze

“ACHOO!”

My boyfriend Mike of five years had horrible hay fever allergies that plagued him all year round, so this was not abnormal at all.

Ever since I came out to him about my fetish, and he came out with the same one, he never holds them back anymore, and neither do I. The only difference being, he sneezes way more often than me.

“Sorry to wake you.” He said, with a warm smile on his face, his dark curly hair brushing against his eyelashes. Soon after, I saw the familiar tickle hit him again as he closed his eyes

“aah… aah…” He knows I love it when he holds it back. A tiny trickle escaped his nose.

“aah… ACHOO! Heh… CHOO!” he stayed like that for a good two or three minutes, repeatedly sneezing.

“I hate spring.”

“I don’t.” I smiled.

“Yeah, I wish you had allergies.” He said, sneezing twice afterwards.

“Actually, that’s not entirely true.” I said.

“What?” he said as he reached for a tissue, and sneezed into it. I love it how we always have little conversations in the middle of his sneezing fit.

“Remember last summer when I kept sneezing, and I just figured I had a cold?”

“Yes. I remember very fondly.” He said with a sheepish smile.

“Well, I figured out that it was actually a sensitivity to something.”

“eschoo! What? Tell me! Hih-choo! Ascheew!”

I thought about telling him, but then I figured that it would be so much more fun to make it a game.

“How about we make it a game? Every day, when I come home, fill my bedroom with what you think it could be. You remember how sensitive I was to it last summer, so when it hits me, you will definitely know.”

“You have to give me a hint!” Well, you already know that it’s a spring/summer thing. Also, its something that you are allergic to as well.”

“That’s not much of a hint. I’m allergic to everything!” Almost as if to prove a point, he sneezed four times into a tissue.

I kissed him on the lips.

“You’ll find it, I’m sure.”

We stood there, kissing, until he had to break away to sneeze.

The next day, I came home from work, and opened the door to my room. Inside was a vase of ragweeds. I sniffed the air, and nothing happened. I saw the look of disappointment on Mike’s face.

“ACHOO! ACHOO! I endured ragweed for nothing!” he said.

The next day, a boquet of tulips was waiting for me on my nightstand. I took one large sniff, and nothing happened again.

He tried again with grass the next day, but to no avail.

On the fourth day he got it.

I opened the door to a vase of daisies. I didn’t even have to take my big sniff. That framiliar tickle creeped its way into my nose. Mike knew what was happening, and he had the biggest grin on his face.

“Hold it back baby.” He came over to me, and started kissing my neck, as the tickle grew, and my breath got heavier. I was trying to hold it back as hard as I could. I still didn’t know about how I felt about him hearing me sneeze so much. I stood there for about a minute, purely trying to hold it back. Mike put his finger under my nose.

“Aah… ugh. Heh… ahh…”

“Keep trying baby. You can do it.” By this point, my nose was already running like crazy. My face was frozen in that pre-sneeze expression, face in a yawn. A small tear escaped from my left eye, and rolled down to my cheek, and oh my nose.

“I… I have to… AH-CHOOO! The first sneeze was ferocious, and the fit picked up momentum from there.

“Acheii! A-chew! Choo!” After ten sneezes, the floodgates to my eyes were open, and tears were streaming down.” By this time, mike had started sneezing too, as the pollen started creeping inside his delicate little nose.

“ACHOO! ACHOO!” his sneezes came out slower than mine, and harder. His entire body jerked forward with each sneeze.

“I’ll… ACHOO! Run and get some tissues.” He said, leaving me sneezing.

“Achoo! Choo!” I had become a sneezing mess. My long, honey blonde hair was in my face, and there was a tiny stream of clear mucus running from my nose to my hands, and the fit showed no signs of tapering off. I could hear Mike sneezing huge ACHOO’s down the hall. He came back, carrying the tissues.

“ACHOO! Here, let me… CHOO! Help you with that.” He had the most gentle, soothing voice. He pulled out a tissue, and held it to my nose as I sneezed into it three times. He sneezed twice, and then held up another tissue. This time I was able to gain enough control to blow my nose. After that, the sneezes started to lose steam. We laid on the bed kissing, and sneezing one after the other for thirty more minutes, until I took the vase of daisies (with the help of mike, because I was sneezing so hard I nearly dropped and broke it) and put it downstairs. We then sneezed until they started to taper off, and, exhausted, fell asleep.

[Klingon]

nice so far hope you continue this or write other stories Ms. Natalia!

[RipleyToo]

Wow this is great! Good work on this! I hope you continue c:

[LapidotLover22]

Oh my gosh please continue this it's SOOOOOO good

[Sass]

aw this is really cute! what a great couple! nice job on your first post, very impressed you dived in there with an original fiction. Keep it up!