What Bother, Stud - GWA Script

Script:
What Bother, Stud
[M4A] [ASMR] (Key Ringing) [Bilingual] (Cantonese) [Bratty] [Mean] [Piercings] [Softcore] [Spluttering] [Tongue-Talking] [Vocal Fry]

Author's Note: Lines bracketed indicate lines to be delivered in a foreign language. In my personal case for this transcript's attached recording, it's Cantonese; I don't know how to transcribe Chinese or other languages.

- [What are you looking at?]

- <grumbling, annoyed> [English, so inconvenient...] What are you looking at?

- Reading a book. Can you tell me what my hair colour is while you're at it?

- <incredulous, confounded> [I dunno, have I done something to make you bother me?]

- What about my left ear?

- Making noise? Congrats, you're in the weird club. Both of your ears and your eyes swapped functions. [Where are you going to stare at next? My nose?] Yeah, tell you what, get your nose back to your own business and stop ogling at me.

- (Pause, utter improv foreign cursing)

- <insulting intelligence> [What?!] N-no, I ahh... I didn't say anything...!

- [Why-] why are you still leering at me?!

- (Pause)

- Right, uh huh... And what next? You're gonna stalk me and snap piccies when I'm not looking?

- God, fucking stans...

- Right, well, it's clear you're not going to fuck off until I sign your autograph or some shit... so... yeah, y'know what, fine, I'll put my book down.

- [Don't mention it.]

- So where were we? Oh yes, my left ear. I think I can take five guesses what it is about it that got your attention.

- [Look here.] See these? Yeah? That's only half of what's there. [Let me just move my hair...] Aaanndd...

- "Whoa", right? Industrial-grade daring, designer make. You'd almost swear it was my improvised earpiece.

- Mmm, so you like staring at the pretty little emo boy in front of you, hmm? Yeah?

- [I know I'm a picture, people keep saying so.] You think I'm funny and cute at the same time, like a bunny rabbit you kept as a pet in motion play.

- Guh, look at you spellbound, so dumbstruck I bet you don't even realise it... the slobber dribbling down your chin. [Wipe it off!]

- You know what? I feel like an adventure. Why don't you give my ears a touch?

- Nuh uh. With your tongue. Mmm hmm, you heard me, [use your mouth]. Since you like the industrial dartboard experience I've treated my ear to so much you may as well go the extra mile with your adoration.

- [Come on now, lick it.]

- (Pause, with some intermittent moans)

- Softer, you lech. Don't want any choking hazards falling into your gullet, now do you?

- Uueehh... how does my ear taste? [Does it taste nice? Talk fast!] You're making me feel grungy!

- [How funny.] It's the first time I've ever had someone's water vapour over me mixed with that much worship.

- <tongue obstruction> Ah, saw my tongue, did'cha? The little stud? You like it?

- (Pause for listener raunchy compliment)

- Yeah, I know it's sexy, that's why I needled it in the first place. Dipshit.

- What, you mean... what would happen if I tried to suck a cock with my studded tongue? <scoffs> [Don't make me laugh. Me?! Lapping up someone's "cock?!"]

- How should I know? Stick the piercing down the guy's dickhole? Maybe he'll cum within the second, or maybe he'll recoil with agony and flip out on me. Either way... <tongue obstruction> by every step of the way you're thinking, you're thinking this thing on my wagger means I can give mean head, right? I mean... I probably could.

- Could apply to lapping up a slut's little cunt as well, [same difference.]

- Huh? [You wan-] oh wow, like... do you honestly think you're worth that much to lock lips with me?

- [I'd probably fall ill.] What if... I don't wanna catch anything weird off you, y'know? Your lovestruck personality might boil down to a mental sickness.

- <incredulous, derisive giggling> What the-? N'awww... [you're so adorable...!] And just why should I let you?

- You might go insane if you don't? [Irrelevant.] Shit if I see how that's *my* problem.

- A little bit of my time is still my time. And you're wasting it! Hop to, daftie!

- Just the stud, yeah? And you're not going to lick for any longer than five seconds? And you're going to try not to ever have your tongue touch mine?

- [Let me think about it first...] Hmm... fine, you convinced me. Piercing only. [Wait until I give you the] "go." Don't try to lock your lips.

- <tongue obstruction, rapid> [One - two - three -] go.

- (Improv oral noises, progressing to discontent)

- <coughing, spluttering> Mmmpphhbbtt...!!! [Shit, haven't you been brushing your teeth?!]

- <deflecting, toxic> [Nothing...] Anyway it's clear to see someone couldn't help themselves.

- Oh yeah? Just as well, really. *You* on the other hand taste like... like...

- [You listen to me,] I'm going to sum this up politely: take a fucking breath mint! You taste. Like. *Death.*

- (Improv further spluttering and oral expulsion noises)

- [Eey, you're incessantly saying] sorry... <mockingly> sowwy, sowwy...! Trust me, you ain't half as sorry as you're gonna be after I spike your next coffee with laxatives and stick a pin on your seat.

- What is it now? Oh, where else do I have piercings? Four on each of my knuckles both hands if you want a sandwich. [You wanna watch?] Wanna see close-up?

- Aaahhh, [we're learning things already...!] Smarter than you look.

- My other ear? I don't have an other ear; it got lopped off in an accident.

- No, arsewipe, it was hidden in my other bangs. I leave the other one for earsets when I need to listen to music.

- [Say wha-?!] A piercing down my dick?! No. [Why do you ask?]

- What do you mean "why"? Stuff up there and down my chest not good enough for you? Mmmnn? [Watch carefully.] See those nipples? One with a cross chain, and one double studs?

- [Go ahead, touch them. Wiggle it around.]

- <faking out> Haha, no, fuck off, outta your league. [So perverted...] I'm not gonna have a sick fuck's pair of grubby mitts all over my body shop!

- You know what? You're being weird... [I don't wanna hang out.] You have fun with yourself.

- Nope, [I'm leaving!] Bye-bye!

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