Visiting the Botanical Gardens (1/10)
The liquid was surprisingly sweet but still quite floral as he took a sip, the combination unlike anything he had ever experienced before.
Teenage Troubles: Chapter 15
"today i am thinking, skinny jeans-""do those legs even fit into-""- and a black polo shirt-""-i swear to god if you were that floral-""-with a floral pattern on one half-""- please don't-""-completed by my chocolate arran sweater."
A Magical Experience
Wouldn't let up, and even in the fuzzy, muffled darkness, the espeon's ears rang with the thumping of her own heart and the sound of blood rushing through her paw pads, and her breath was as heavy and noisy as a blacksmith's bellows, the dust, sweat, and floral
Tight Fit
It was trimmed in blue with a riotous floral print for the rest of it, and clung to the vixen's shapely body like a glove. the changing room attendant barely glanced at them as they walked in.
Seeding a Dragoness Against Her Will
Skulking up behind her, he hovered but only for a moment, drawing in the scent of her fruity, floral perfume in a single breath. "hi there."
The Lioness Pendant
There was something about her voice and the soft floral scents in the air that helped put him at ease, calmed down enough to slowly approach the throne once more. he stood closer than before, only about two feet away. "okay, what is it?"
Caught!
She stood slowly, her light blue floral printed dress rustling as she rose to his majesty's will. she would not protest her lord's request, but considered that she would not have refused him, even if it was her place.
XII. No reception
The light they provided, and the floral fragrance blocking out the scent of the storm helped to calm my nerves. "oh, hey, kaeden!" nina said cheerily. "you seem a lot better now," milo added. i nodded. "i-...."
Loving and Lusting for My Brother Chapter 7
The meal we had that night was simple dollar store pasta and sauce with cheap red wine, over a red tablecloth that had to be older than either of us, yet with the mood lighting and the floral arrangement it felt fancier than it should have been.
Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 1) My Name is "Friend"
Until last week, mrs glick, the shopkeeper always wore a floral lakeland perfume that made the tiny shop smell like geranium, peppermint candy and medicated skin cream. it was the scent of a kindly old aunt, eve never knew.
The Onyx Palace, Pt. I
Grumbling, he doubled his pour of the floral stuff, black pads growing shiny and slick with it, then started his work.
The Vines of Venleaux Villa
Her work dress, faded blue with simple floral print barely legible under the splattering of dirt, made her stand out nicely against the cream colored, green streaked stucco walls behind.