Smoked Pork
After watching him take another, much deeper puff, my smile grew as he took a draught of the beer, letting out a large belch. "ugh dude, that was a good one eh bubba? hmm?"
Town Tradition
Splicer found himself quickly caught up in the erratic energy of the bar crowd, drinking glasses of draught and cider that were sloppily shoved into his paw.
Mystery of the Magician’s Assistant
After holding the bottle aloft for all to see, with his own flourish, the great panko drained the whole bottle in a single draught.
A Brief Adventure
Imps, the infernal bastards, stole his strength potions and healing draughts. their taunts were even louder when they stole his trousers. wild magic was exactly what it sounded like and the imps were proficient in mischief.
Party Relations
With that, the bull pushed aldus' much-smaller hand away, and lifted the glass up, draining it in a single long draught.
Focal Distance (Otherwise Untitled)
With an additional dose of patience, she managed to drag the bottle up to her face for a long draught of the stale rainwater.
Against All Odds: Part 6 - Close Encounters
"i'll have a draught beer please." "which?" the bartender motioned a paw at the line of pouring taps, each labelled with brands he didn't recognise from back home. "i'll have... i'll take whichever one's good, please."
"I'm Sorry"
His ears were splayed and his tail hung from the back of his waist like a draught excluder and nothing more. the feeling that hit him was utter hopelessness.
Jack: Rexi & Talon -- 28. Rexi
"i drank what i believe was a kuthite healing draught, once. it left me with a great desire to avoid their magic in the future, however beneficial it was supposed to be." he gave harald a bow.
The Wolf and the Stallion Part Two
Before encountering the wolf, he had taken a long refreshing draught from the nearby stream, and his bladder had once again become filled. blackie had no desire to pull his cock from the tight warm guts of the wolf; his sexual frenzy was too high.
Remedy, a story of Aligare (Chapter 7)
Why, if this isn't a familiar draught in my cup, how are you, friend?" he spoke in excited tenor. peregrine could catch the higher tones of a voice like that - or, rather, he could catch it if he was listening.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 31
She should be writhing in pain right about now, desperately counting down the seconds until she could get another draught of that putrid medicine, but... there was no pain. she was a little sore, but that was it.