Hey! I'm starting to feel better! Woo! I started writing a..

Hey! I'm starting to feel better! Woo! I started writing and drawing this stuff while I was really ill, which is why it's kinda rushed and shitty, it's finished now but I swear I did take my antibiotics all by myself like a good girl! Anyway, enjoy? I don't know where I was when I wrote this but boy it was somewhere I don't want to go back to. Love you XOXO EROTIA "Pneumania" “Make Me” Usually you’d be excited by those words. A perfectly clear request for some rough treatment, a coded consent for some kinky adult sex play. She loved to put up a fight and you loved to fuck to fight out of her, a perfect match. Today, however, those words seemed highly inappropriate. Alice had pneumonia; struggling to breathe, pale and sickly, voice crackly and weak, body clammy and frail. With a defeated sigh and a hand against your face, you tried reasoning once more, “Alice, you need to take your amoxicillin, if you don’t you’re going to get worse. Please” “NO-“ Her squeaky refusal was chased out her mouth by a violent coughing fit. “Come on, you’re not well! I can’t ‘make you’ do anything right now. You’re too weak for that-“ “YOU’RE TOO WEAK” You knew exactly what she was doing. Why she was doing it, that one eluded you. Genuinely she had no business doing anything more exerting than lying in bed so why was she goading you so hard? “Look, Al-“ “If I’m so weak why can’t you make me, hmm?” Shit, she was starting to get on your nerves. Was this some kind of test or something? “I Absolutely could make you but-“ “But you’re scared you’ll lose to a girl with pneumonia? Ha weeeaaak-” “No, I’m not sc-“ “Weeeeaaaaaak baaabyy booooy” Alice’s hot breath rasped pleasantly around your finger while you pinched then pulled her tongue out her mouth. Her sunken eyes stared up obediently at you while you placed the medicine into her mouth, then assertively slid it up her tongue with two fingers until you felt her wet throat quivering around them. “Swallow” You commanded but her throat remained stubbornly in place around your fingers, “Swallow!” You barked once again, but the little brat just stared back uncooperatively. Fine. You withdrew your fingers and pulled her head to side of the bed, effortlessly dragging her dead weight. “Time to take your fucking medicine” You grumbled, lovingly pressing the tip of your rage boner between her lips. It briefly crossed your mind that throat-fucking a person who’s suffering with low body oxygen may be a little much, briefly, then you grabbed the back of her head and rammed it forward till her lips kissed your groin and her throat bulged. “Who’s weak?! Huh? Who’s weak?!” You taunt her as you fuck her face. Why she have to do this? Why she have to make you do this? Fuck, her throat was so tight! She not resisting at all, you just fucked her mouth with all the power of your hurt ego as the room echoed *plap* *plap* *plap* between rattly breaths. You felt your orgasm swelling and with a final, spiteful thrust you filled her neck with cum, then withdrew to fill her mouth too. She rolled back over, her chest heaving frantically as she desperately tried to catch her breath through restricted nostrils. Alice’s mouth was like a cup filled to the brim with the gloopy proof that you were, in fact, stronger than a girl with pneumonia. “Swallow” You commanded one last time, and she did. Post orgasm clarity hit you as you watched her throat gulp down the mouthful of cum. Shit, that was way too far… “Errm, Sorry, are you ok?” Alice nodded weakly, too short of breath to speak. “I, err, I’m gonna go buy you some ice cream now, okay? Cool, I’ll be back soon” You left the room in a hurry, you swear you heard the weak sound of a pill being spat into a hand behind you. Obviously you didn’t go far enough.