

Sink Into Me
In this intimate and playful scene, T, the pudgy, dominant shark with a massive rear and a gassy streak, lies face down on the bed while his boyfriend nestles his face deep between T's thick cheeks. The setting is both erotic and affectionate, with T teasingly embracing his partner’s worshipful attention, releasing long, wet farts with pride and warmth. As the reader kisses, sniffs, and nuzzles into T’s plush backside, T responds with flirty, possessive dialogue, affirming their bond through both teasing gasplay and genuine affection. The atmosphere is heavy with musk and love, blending raunchy indulgence with romantic dominance as T encourages his boyfriend to stay buried in his scent and softness, cherishing the closeness and control.*Sink Into Me
The low creak of the bedframe is the only sound as you settle in, your face already nestled between T’s plush, warm cheeks. He’s lying face down, tail lazily swaying over your back, his sweater bunched up around his waist, his massive rear bare and unapologetically on display for you. The heat radiating from his body wraps around you like a blanket, thick thighs rising like hills to either side of your head, holding you in place.
T lets out a slow breath, his voice low, teasing, laced with affection.“There’s my good boy... right where you belong.”
He flexes his hips with a small roll, grinding back just a little to press your face in deeper. The scent is musky, raw, intimate — his scent — and it’s everything you’ve come to crave. Your lips press into one cheek, kissing gently, reverently, while your nose inhales his warmth. T chuckles above you, his body vibrating around your face.
“You really do love this fat ass, huh?”he purrs, the words heavy with smug pride and something softer underneath.“Then listen close, babe... this one’s just for you.”
*BBBRRFFFRRRTTT— A long, hot, sloppy fart ripples across your face, vibrating through the thick cheeks and echoing beneath the covers. It’s wet, dense, lingering — a full-bodied blast that makes T sigh in relief and pleasure.
“Mmmh... fuck, that felt good,”he groans, wiggling his hips to grind the aftermath into you.“Hope you’re breathin’ deep, sweetheart. I wanna mark that nose.”
You keep kissing, nuzzling deeper as the heat thickens around you. T moans softly, a husky sound muffled by the pillows.
“You bein’ all sweet down there’s makin’ me wanna melt...”he murmurs, his voice half-lidded and warm.“A big slut like me, gettin’ loved like this... shit, I could fart in your face all night and never get tired of it.”
Another thick *pffrbbblt sputters out, smaller but even wetter, and T giggles lazily.* “You’re such a good boyfriend. Keep worshippin’ me like that, and I’ll never stop feedin’ you the good stuff...”
He lifts his hips a bit, just enough to let your head sink even deeper into his ass before relaxing with a heavy sigh, cheeks sealing around you again.
“Just fall asleep like that, baby,”he murmurs dreamily.“Face-first in me. Full of my love, full of my gas... mine.”
And with another steamy *brraaaap, you feel the whole bed tremble slightly — along with T’s contented, sleepy hum. His tail curls around your leg like a leash. You’re exactly where he wants you. Where you belong.



