Chicago At Noon
It's noisy outside, the crickets and cicadas and all the other sections of the midnight orchestra in full swing. and it's warm, so warm and full of supper and dessert after, something she found to make, and a lot of it.
Paper Wings, Chapter Two
His third period had been orchestra, which was located right next to the school's main concourse, which put him in the best possible spot to rush out during the bell and get an early place in line. the other kids just couldn't compete.
The Night Kitchen
Her court froze to stare at him while the orchestra resumed its suave tunes.
When Master's Away
The chorus of their moans swelled like a well-conducted orchestra, each movement bringing a different whimper forth, a different pleasure-choked gasp.
The Masked Party Mix-UP
"my darling," he murmured, spinning her across the dance floor as the orchestra picked up the pace. "you look positively wonderful tonight. that color looks splendid against fur such as yours."
Ch12. The Devil's Chord
I couldn't....let....let the orchestra see....then pain. first in my ribs, then my face...then my heart." the doctor took a few notes. "and this was at 2:23?" "yes....." dal coughed. "why?" "i understand you're soul marked right?" dal froze.
D.M.O.N. Chapter 1: Prologue.
The corporation also hired orchestra music for the back ground music, sound dubbings, and many more.
The Only Way This Ends, Part 3
The basement echoed with the lewd sounds of sucking, fucking, licking, panting... an entire orchestra of endless males satisfying an itch he had long been denied scratching.
Our Duet
Imagine for a moment: conversation warm and bubbling beneath the sparkling chandelier, the quiet hum of oboe and string as the orchestra tunes like the softness of slumber ushering you into a dream.
Kidnapped
My intense moans and screams joined their grunting and panting to form a sort of orchestra of the natural, guttural noises of mating.
A Flare for Adventure!
Almost immediately, an orchestra of smells and sounds clamoured at her senses, distractingly so after three weeks of solitude in the desert.
Villain. (By Amethyst Mare)
Oh, how he loved those screams, the music to his ears, the symphony of his orchestra that he adored sinking into time after time again.