Overlook Falls
His nares caught the scent of her sweetness in the air, the thick cloud of pheromones practically forming a fog around the two of them to mix with the emerging bitter scent of his musk. "what's the matter, drake? scared to accept an invitation?
A New Family Prelude
"laughter" flicking her head and snorting through those animalistic nares
Midnight Dances
His smiled as i enjoyed my meal, and i felt my nares warm, when he licked his fingertips clean. to even more of a surprise, he leaned forward, across the table and held out the last roll for me.
Earning His Tip
The young hen can feel her heart thumping in her chest, nares flaring at the scent of him that penetrates her senses like a drug.
Gryph Posse Bonding
He eagerly dove in headfirst, feeling his beak part the flesh even further and the thick slime clog up his nares in an oddly pleasant way.
Making of a Burd Part 1: Making Burd
The beak was smooth and hot and his nose was gone... replaced by a pair of nares set in a fleshy pillow at the base of his upper beak. he put his fingers in his mouth and found that the beak was sharp on the edges from about halfway out to the tip.
Zion: Light of the New Moon, Ch 4.2 Shrad
"i am not a cu--ghhhlll..." and blood began to pour from the nares of his beak, and draining like tears from his eyes.
Blackie's Latest Mare
As his muzzle contacted the hypersensitive skin of her swollen vulva, the nare's flanks shuddered, and her tail shot up, erect like a flag. the stallion extended his long warm tongue, and swept it over the slit of her vulva.
Dragon's Dirty New Job (part four of five)
Stan turned out to be a lean crow who had the nares on his beak plugged, though he still had anthro inclinations and could smell something.
Caged Bird
It moved, shifting, though he was left blind to what was actually going on around him, chest rising and falling sharply, snatching in grabs of air through the nares of his beak while the fallen knight tried to retain his composure.
Vagueness Makes The Griffoness Go Round
\***" the griffoness squeaked, her handtalons quickly moving to her beak and covering it, her nares and cheeks flushing in embarrassment.
Lunch Break Pt. 2
\*" he clacked his beak as something landed on his head, blinding his vision and clogging his nares. he reached forward and pulled it free, looking at it curiously. in his hands were a black pair of shorts, trimmed with silver.