You sighed and attempted to take his putrid sock off. It took some effort, but once you finally had it off a flurry of sock lint came raining down on you.
Light simply scrunched his bare toes around the sock you were holding in your hand and placed it firmly under your nose with his foot. "How about you smell that for a bit?" He suggested, obviously not giving you much of a choice. The heel of his foot was on top of your lip, so you decided smelling a sock was better than tasting a foot.
You inhaled the part of the sock where his toes go and felt a rush of green flood your face. "Keep sniffing." He commanded above you. Each breathe you took in with your nostrils was torture. Pieces of lint were getting stuck in your nose hair, and while you tried to squirm, he simply rubbed his bare foot side to side over your nose, smothering you with his sock.
"Okay, that's enough sock sniffing for now. How about you sniff these toes instead?" He teased by wiggling his toes right above your nose. You saw sock lint was attached to his foot, and the more he wiggled his toes the more sock lint fell off his foot and onto your face. "But of course, sniffing between my toes would be too easy, now wouldn't it?" Before you had time to ask any questions, he stomped on your chest with his other socked foot and you opened your mouth to scream in pain. While your mouth was open he stuffed the sock into your mouth, gagging you in the process. He placed his barefoot firmly over your face and leaned back in his chair. "Much better."
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