Revelations - Chapter 33: Conspiracies and Cover-Ups, Part 2
"excellent," the fruit bat said, taking a moment to kneel in front of the wheelchair. "it was nice to meet you, alex. i wish all our patients were as easy to take care of as you were.
The Second Sundering: Chapter 3
The fruit bat frowned at sight of the former templar, and shook her head, "politics," she mused, with a tiny smile on her lips as she helped elise gather the last of her equipment.
Everyone Does It for Candy
The little fruit bat wiggled his sassy butt at his husband, "i'm your freak, babe!" he'd certainly gotten more flamboyant.
Everyone Does It: Southern Hospitality
The fruit bat felt to his right, taylor was gone. the young bat's heart began to race. without even bothering to get dressed, the bat got out of bed and called for his lover.
An Illness in the family
The fruit bat just smiles at his brother, turning slightly red feeling more then a little excited. "you sure, that's not what it feels like from here, just how accurate is that tongue of yours anyway."
Everyone Does It: Five Years
The happy fruit bat sucked on his husband's fingers as taylor made love to him.
Operation: Flying Fox (A L.O.K. Fanfic)
The fruit bat thought for a moment, then shrugged. "decent i guess. why?" "good enough to detect where yarred may be hidden?" mike went quiet for a moment.
Everyone Does It at Spring Break Part 2
The fruit bat shook his mate, "tay! tay!" the rat was a light sleeper. he woke the instant he heard his mate in his ear, "huh? yeah, vlad?" he yawned, "what time is it?"
Everyone Does It at Spring Break
The fruit bat watched from a good vantage point as customers were simultaneously being shown to their tables or being served by the wait staff.
Professor Gillespie vs. Ace Glutton
"who needs a choco-taco when you have a fruit-bat burrito?" she chuckles softly as she slides him in further, already his chest wrapped in her hungry muzzle.
Doodle Story: Frontal Assault
Meanwhile, the fruit bat blinked and hiccupped, his belly grumbling. klepto peeked around the corner of the trash bin and saw the fruit bat clad in dark blue jeans and a musty t-shirt.
Dance of Travel
The shadowy figured came to light and appeared to be a large fruit bat, standing at about five feet, nine inches tall, roughly weighing at one hundred and thirty pounds, and his light brown fur covered his frame.