Trust
He thought to himself, "no ones ever gona trust me with my reputation."
Sella on the Wind
Albert, Albert Where are you? I yell as I run out of the sliding glass door onto the patio. He has to be around here somewhere, it's the middle of winter, five feet of snow on the ground and he runs out here without his coat? Brother, where have you...
Trust (TWC ch5)
Chapter 5: trust blood. fire. steel. darkness. cold. blood. a fallen man. a bleeding body. another. another. another. blood. so much blood. a shining moon. a starless night. a frozen river. blood.
Trust
"because i trust you. and it makes you smile." tears prickled the mustelid's eyes as she did indeed smile, broadly; a keen determination soon set in, though, and she brought her free paw to the topmost button of her pyjama shirt. carrie's brows rose.
Trust
"i know i can trust you. and..." she blushed. "i kinda liked being able to just lie here and enjoy your touch."
Trust
Just trust me. mmm, now, now, quickly, or i'm liable to suck you off right here. and i don't want to ruin the payoff i have planned." he was being unusually insistent and excited.
Trust in Friends
Can she trust her to make sure she's protected and won't get knocked up by a lusty stranger, like the vixen herself got? a shamelessly personal fantasy, but you could commission something just like it!
Trust Issues
He'd been given someone to help him, but she was a ditz, he could barely trust her to take care of paper work, let alone do anything important. he had protested to his boss several times, but it fell on deaf ears.
Trust in Me
There is trust in the colours... a colourful trust...” the words were soothing and i relaxed at just the right moment for his tail to probe up against my anal ring, body tightening reflexively around it. “trussst me with your body.
A Violation of Trust
Tirre sat on the bus, squirming slightly in place. She gulped, glancing around at the other travellers. There were a few, although the bus wasn't packed. She had a row of seats to herself but there were still many in earshot. The slightest sound she...
The Werewolf
The northwestern woods were alive with sound as the sun reached its highest point in the sky. Oaks and pines towered to the sky creating shady ground wherever they were clustered tightly enough. The mild temperature and calm breeze were typical for...
Misplaced Trust
Misplaced trust by sajja [http://www.furaffinity.net/user/sajja/](http://www.furaffinity.net/user/sajja/) uploaded with permission.