Housewarming in Heat, Chapter 6

Reylin shivered, and she turned her head to glance at the kitchen counter--in the dark, the kettle was still boiling on the stove, and her mug with the heat suppressor tea was waiting. "there was...

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Of Dads and Other Things

It was terrifying, but- and donovan would never admit to him -it also made his blood boil with excitement.

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Pulled Over For Speeding III

The captain said in a tone of voice which made jake's blood boil.

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1000 Swimmers

Heat boils through me, fills me, stretches me out. every thrust sends stars spinning through my brain. i'm his alone to fuck and i just can't, i can't, i lose my mind and clench around him. he grunts and thrusts and huffs and puffs and isn't slowed.

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Luke Harder

He promptly sets it aside, excitement growing to a boil inside of him. if he remembers correctly the entire package is self-contained and does not require anything except to be activated.

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To_Tame_A_Wolf Chapter 3: Bloody Migraine

Something started to boil from as leonid could see, the glyph... it boiled upon his head, and only the fox knew of it until when leonid saw the cum glyph to start shining. "kambran! he's a cream fox, run!"

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The Sword and the Demon

I felt myself being flooded with a sheer tsunami of his boiling-hot seed. soon it sloshed out besides his cock and just ran everywhere. "ohoo... ooooo... ohh...", dickpenis growled. "ha... aah... gnaah?", i responded.

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The Girls' Pt. 2

Each thrust was a victory over his boiling insides, his body clamping down on itself as he struggled to contain his orgasm.

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burn to dirt

The boiling ground swallows him whole, and all he can do is scream and shudder and as pain wraps itself around his arms and legs. a hot slime curls around his neck, tightening his throat, and when a floating set of yellow eyes enters his view...

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Poem: Gurgle, Part 1

boil, bubble, churn and struggle. beat against my straining heart. die in heartbeats like a candle. melted part by stinking part. die alone in brutal terror. die as your predator gasps. die as worthless chyme surrounds you.

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