Warm Up 081 Abel And Cain Morning
His paws scrambled, finally gripping the opposite edge of the island counter, chin setting firmly against the tabletop. the younger dog's wagging tail beat at his father's abdomen as he rutted into him like an animal.
Knot Theory (III)
The rottweiler stacked his papers by banging them against the tabletop, and then slipped them back into his folder. "yes, well. i'm not the type to be this forward, usually, but i think it would be a mutual benefit for us to have this discussion."
The Missing Lynx, Part II
And sit still, or i'll make you-" "f-fine, sorry," the wizard scooted back up to the table reluctantly, set his paws to the tabletop, and sighed.
Gaybite
Some mmos, some console stuff, handheld stuff, tabletop games...i mean, i do other stuff, too!” aiden added hastily. “don’t worry, i don’t see any problems with that!
Escaping the Storm: Part 9
Erik poured himself a cup of coffee, idly tapping the tabletop. "did everybody leave okay this morning?" "they did. karin went off to work with your mother after dropping thijs and anika off at the station." "no drama?"
The Cubsitter
Without warning, you were hoisted into the air by your waist, and the cow's muscular arms gently sat you down on the tabletop.
Blind Date
He tapped his fingers nervously on the tabletop. "leyda does some neat stuff with ultrasonic acoustics." gracie let her jaw hang for a moment in astonishment. "_seepy_?" "well i guess you could call it sai-yeepy, but..."
Corsi INC 02
She couldn't move herself even if she wanted to and just slumped over to the tabletop ... again. greyson smiled softly, "well this time it won't be that easy my pet.
Be My School Boy
Their mother folded her arms on the tabletop, shooting both renn and rann severe, stern looks before dropping her head and letting out a sigh, "haven't we been over this, rann? you're twenty one, you're an adult!
A World of Fur – Paranoia Unleashed
The general cut the line and put his phone to the tabletop again. general rond was not happy. \* “oh do try to eat some, van,” mrs.
Chapter VIII: Make It Real, Or Else Forget About It
Eventually the soap was removed, and kaeden spat up what he could onto the tabletop, coughing along the way. he did not, however, say anything_rude_. "are we done?" rashid asked, once the room fell silent. kaeden glared at him.
Talk of the Town
Emerson smiled bashfully, staring down at the tabletop. "i still can't believe it." had he said that already? well, it was true. "mating outside my species? closing in on forty?" almost.