Business at home
He wore a wide smile, quietly returning to his duties, waiting to get home once again.
Welcome Home
This story is the first in a three-part series titled "welcome home", which recounts the kinky d/s relationship between the dominant white rat garco casigena and his subby silver ram pet myles cobalt. welcome home "i'm home!"
Finding Home
She felt right at home.
Returning Home
Going home always bugged me.
The Home Invader
In the still dark of the night, three young cubs were wrapped in slumber. Nestled amongst blankets on a cold night, the young boy's dreams were full of happy thoughts. But outside, in the dark, someone stalked, their mind on other matters. A pair of...
Away A Home
She had a cell phone, but it was at home, forgotten in her rush to get out of the door. the rain fell hard on her as she locked the car and started slogging her way home.
A Night at Home
"which i might have accidentally forgot back home." for a brief moment, the two of them stared at each other. then, both of their eyes simultaneously glanced towards sammy for the barest moments.
The Home Front
._ --- _tales of the dark horse_, by **rob baird** s5e2, "the home front" stardate 67346.9 "welcome to bremen. you're lieutenant munro?" she disliked the wolf immediately.
Defense of Home
It was a city for some, but to him, he called it home. home, the place where ideas, creativeness, the pursuit of future dreams, and the will to live all come from. and the enemy was trying to destroy that.
A Home for a Toll
Uki strode casually along. The albino tanuki hummed tunelessly, more keeping up a rhythm with the snare of his walking stick on the stones of the old road and the boisterous timpani of the trademark of his kind. His great 'pouch' hung low with its...
Daddy's Home
"daddy's home!" timber's ears picked up and his eyes opened. he went from slumped over the ottoman to propping his chest up off the upholstery with his elbows in a mere moment.
The wooded home
My bed is big enough for the two of us and i don't want you to walk home in the dark, drunk like this. the coyotes are active at night" taz thought about it and consulted his instinct.