Kayla: Parental Visit
Ninne put her sketchpad aside and they went to their usual chatter and play, giving the drake a well needed break from the trash going on...though that wouldn't last naturally. "so ninne has a criminal friend too?"
Afterlife - Shame
Something wrapped in a cloth, and a sketchpad. as she sat down, and leaned forward to flip through her notebook, he couldn't help but look at her back once again. and he began to wonder. "see?"
En Plein Air
I also managed not to stab my pencil through the entire sketchpad, so frustrated was i with my crappy renditions of his body.
Open House: A Pink and Blue Diaperfur Identity Adventure: Level Three
He poked at the sketchpad he couldn't see, and asked outright, "so what are you drawing?" "it's a secret," the rabbit said, clutching it tighter to his chest. "i'm working on a big surprise for dex." rian nodded.
End of My World 3
I lay my sketchpad on my knees and wrapped my paws around the warm, white ceramic mug and gazed at the steaming brown liquid inside. "what time is everyone getting home?" beckham asked his mother.
An Eye for Detail
Tossing her sketchpad back down onto the desk, jezz scrambled up onto her feet within the chair that was far too large for her, built to house the lupine officer with whom she shared the desk.
A Wild Muse
Grabbing underneath him, keith found his sketchpad and smiled. he pushed at keith, lifting the hare halfway off of his still dripping shaft and grinned mischeviously. "stay right there."
The Breaking Point: Chapter 10
He had brought over a sketchpad so that he could doodle out a design for me to check. "we are building a medical center. we have needed one for a while, and levi has agreed to be the camps doctor.
Pheromones and Dragon Scales Chapter Seven: That's Why you don't Fuck with the Cobb Family
"okay," he said opening his sketchpad and flipping through a few pages, some sketches and drawings draping over the back of the pad and i could tell that he wasn't really all that great at drawing...but i was soon proved wrong.
Lexi: Could You Repeat That?
She slipped off to her sister's room, and grabbed the natural bristle brush from her dresser, trying to keep her eyes off of any of her various sketchpads and other projects. she never had noticed it before, but alisa's room smelled a lot like sex.
Book One of Rabbits Part 6 of 29, "Down to my bones."
She drops her sketchpad and jumps to her feet. staring wildly at her hand, essa finds herself having a vice-like grip on her pencil, aiming the sharpened tip towards her neck until the shaft breaks in her palm.
M Rhydon x M Aggron
Rhydon said as he took out his sketchpad and started drawing a costume for himself. "no..." rhydon said, crampling the design he made. "nope" rhydon said again, throwing the second drawing he made. "trash!"