Leather and Chocolate Sauce
Flame writhed against the restricting scarves that held him in place. he wanted so badly to touch his own body, to run his hands over his chest or over kadens legs or do anything with him.
Slagar the Master P5
This time slagar bent down, grabbed one of his scarves for his head and swiftly bound it around her muzzle. layla's eyes widened with the familiar terror as slagar growled down her ear and threatened her.
992 The Battlefield
From unseen pockets, like a dark magician, she pulls forth a succession of black silk scarves and casts them aside.
It’s so Funny
I gave a bit of a look at the scarves and bags on the display, though. seeing them all there lined up like that reminded me of a certain leopard who had been a nuisance as of recent. ugh.
Fates of the Unicorns - Echo
She saw that echo had chosen to wear her brightest and most colorful harem outfit today, scarves and silks wrapped around her to compliment her curves and shape. just like her mistress liked.
Become the true you!
They all chittered in excitement as he pulled out rainbow colored scarves.
Rabbits Don't Tell
scarves and coats helped to keep them warm on that unusually cold mid autumn day.
A Doe Learns Her Place
As kendra tied each of the silken scarves to jessica's ankles, splaying out the squirming younger doe's legs and leaving her looking from above, like a x, kendra nodded in satisfaction, watching as jessica squealed and giggled, experimentally flexing
Chapter 8: The Rainbow
Both eon dragons still had the yellow scarves around their necks, the goggles on their heads, and the stylers attached to one of their claws. "whoa!" he shouted. "oh my... t-this is... this is incredible! it... this... how?"
I Left Her Down By the River Chapter Two – FINALE -
Kevin started to stand, his eyes wide, as he glanced at the silk scarves he'd used to tie down layla. with a growl, the vulpine grabbed him and sat him back down.
Hospitality pt.1
Hats and scarves were hung on wracks or sitting on desks. the only things out of place were the blankets on the beds. they hadn't been made because they were still occupied.
Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 4) The Wolf who Cried Boy.
Imagine an army of _aristide bruant_clones that want to strangle you with their scarves. that's how limited an imagination i have. "let me guess...you want me to track where scanlon got the silver bullets?" i asked, but quinn waved me off.