The Depths Chronicles - Vixens in Chains
Her salt-stung eyes made out three empty crates near the pilot-house, their lids wide open. cautiously she crept up to one of the crates, trying not to make creaking sounds on the deck, and peered inside.
The Healing
Down the stairs he fell, tumbling alongside the crates he had been carrying, their sharp corners narrowly missing him as they cascaded downward.
Park 118
Ian dutifully lifted the crates out of the way to make room for the next ones.
Rainy Night Reaming
"oh, _yes,"_ he bleated, grabbing the edge of the crate for a white-knuckle grip. "that's incredible, it's--, fuck, it's _big!"_ he squeaked.
Second Sight: Chapter Ten: Nulline Metropolis
I spun around from behind a crate, and was standing right where i needed to be. i was directly to the right of one of the groups of people; all alley cats.
Furmageddon Chaper 4
Workers of numerous species begin to unload the crates.
Furry Fleshlight Fun
It was impossible for the pair to keep track of time as their crates were loaded up on a cart and shipped out. it felt like days and days before the two crates were finally cracked open by a pair of farm boys.
DPS, Or Why Backstabbing Isn't Just Combat Anymore
He thrust forward, into my open mouth, pushing me back against the crates.
Days Of Mystka, Chapter One: Rogues Do It From Behind
He thrust forward, into my open mouth, pushing me back against the crates.
Anarchy Riders, Chpt 2
Rows and rows of crates which baden now walked threw, looking for a crate labeled anti-missile flares.
dragon at the docks
He looked around and saw that the crate had flown out the back of the van and crashed against a tree, the whimpering was coming from the crate. curious, jeff walked over to it and pulled up the door in one side, he gasped.
Price of Protection
She gathered her stuff from the first crate and followed him to the staircase that led to their room.