The weight of the knife tugged at Steve's arm, as if the thin sharp blade were hungry for blood.

The weight of her suitcase tugged relentlessly on her arm and shoulders.

Its weight tugged her forward, a few shambling, clumsy steps.

The weight at the end of the line tugged at the robot.

A focused pressure formed in my chest, as though a dense weight were tugging on my heart.

He clung desperately and started to haul himself up again, but the weight of his body tugged at him.

There was a second click, and a weight tugged on the chain around her neck.

Fresh weight tugged him down; the plane tilted to rise.

The weight of the engine tugged his nose down and he had to keep tugging it up again.

The weights tugged at my nipples, knocked against my chest, sending ripples of sensation through me.