Lockup Inc
He wasn't carrying contraband, and he knew she knew that. not that he'd say it. he didn't want the invasive massage to end. she unsealed the freshly printed latex suit and stretched the neck out. one foot after another he stepped in per her order.
Those That Bind
Jean walked to the barracks and sat next to him on his bunk, decorated with welcome signs and a bottle of moonshine (contraband was very popular), "so, how do you feel?" "like i need a bullet in my head. why?"
Company of Travel (Otherwise Untitled)
He gingerly held out the suitcase of contraband, his mind standing quite still in search of escape.
Black Hand: Political Favor
"er, you wouldn't happen to mean contraband, would you?" cassius nodded. "that's _precisely_what i mean. i've had my eye on a selection of foreign herbs and spices that my sources tell me are particularly worthwhile aphrodisiacs."
Mother's Musk
Instead of creases and dogears, this smutty contraband was wrinkled and soft. she brought the fabric to her snout and inhaled, and the rush of skunk musk which hit her nostrils was appallingly potent.
Swearing Fealty at Sea
Under the privateer's contract, you must return me to my port of origin and give up any undeclared cargo, as well as contraband!" the maned wolf did his best to contain a stammer, annunciating his best to the entire crew and particularly the captain.
Chapter 4 - Life in the Arc
The captain was offloading some cargo as well as "contraband," but it was taking much longer than expected, so that meant we were stuck for a few more days at the port. the crew was happy. well, mostly happy. i was not.
Scarborough Fair Story One Chapter One
The scans of the car showed no contraband, and the appropriate bribes had been paid. spacers returning with temporary companions was not an unusual sight, so, grinning wickedly, the guard raised the barrier and waved them on through.
Against All Odds: Part 7 - Welcome to Velika
A series of white lights began to flash over his belongings, no doubt inspecting it for contraband in a similar fashion to the device back in linvendia. "bag is clear. you may go," the agent instructed once the white lights turned to green.
Jealousy on the Dance Floor
"well, i have been known to trade in contraband from time to time," the otter said, giggling, following him along the bar. "maybe you should give it a try...i bet i can make it worth your while..."
It started at the coffee shop (WIP)
\>they were cool, snuck you random shit like cigs from the contraband section in the back. \>as you ran up the steps to your dusty-ass apartment, your mind only seemed to continue racing about the day's events, and in turn the upcoming ones.
Bartleby the badger (implied badger smut and vore)
"mostly i work for the guard sniffing out contraband." he touched his wet nosepad with a claw. "good as a dog's but i can think and talk. plus i can play dumb and people say things they shouldn't.