Devotion - A Goddess's Displeasure
In their bed of vines, tik tik squirms around, her feet digging underneath some, entangling herself as her hands move along the goddess's body, scratching her scales, feeling her wings, cupping her butt in her hands.
Vulpanthropy
The fox had grown restless; each scratch, bite, and lick was mere foreplay. he wanted something different now; something _more_. marshall's gaze thus meandered downard, landing squarely upon inari's groin.
Late Arrival
Blade walks into the cabin silently, even with his steel hide hitting the floor. He approaches the bed where his love, his mate, his wife, lay asleep. He smiles and leans over her landing a soft kiss on her cheek. He gets down on his knees and smiles,...
Galran Rewards - Prorok
Prorok took a long breath, sitting at his desk within the Central Command System. The fluffy and purple-haired Galra must have been proud and happy as he was only a few levels away from his Emperor’s magnificent form. If he desired, he only had...
Vijaya's Pet-A Desperate Maneuver
When he leans back, he yanks her in close, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and scratching under her chin. "now, be a good dear and cuddle your master."
Chapter 13: Doing It With Class
_The night before Blueblood's punishment began..._ Octavia arrived home at around eleven o'clock at night. Her orchestra recital had gone much later than she'd anticipated, and she was quite irritated about it. Vinyl was busy playing at one of her...
BUNdle of Sticks
Sometimes reassurances don't sit right, to a mind that warps them. Sometimes an argument can't be resolved with words alone. And sometimes a weary kitty needs a rabbit's dick working them open. Such is the world we live in. Such a world bore...
Tik Tik and Baze: An Unwanted Rescue
The two bound through the forest for a time, but Tik Tik's mind reels with nausea induced by the swift movement and the still pumping palp inside of her. Her nostrils flare and dilate in frantic breaths as the spider's postmortem pounding still goes...
Heckabun vs. Salome
Then, a moment later, a point presses on her back, followed by another, and another, until five sharp points press against her flesh, poking and burning, and then scratching, slowly, down along her skin, letting the warmth of blood rush to ruptured vessels
Special Delivery - Part 2
Enro scratched the back of his head nervously. "well, i delivered the package." kavara smiled. "yes, but did you deliver the 'package'." "that too." enro stammered. he reached into his bag and pulled out the money. "i was told to give you this."
Fallen Angels, Part three -Scratching the Itch
These were not furniture scratches - they were claw-marks. - - - [\*] in: havana or hell
Bloodmoon chapter 2
# Chapter 2 Valeena walked along the streets on the ground, Arana following quietly. '_What does Tharivol see in her? Maybe it is just none of my business,'_ she looked at her pregnant belly. "When are you due?" Arana gave a small smile, "Not...