Portrait Of A True Knight
Flint's eyes roamed over the paintings, from impressionistic works to pointillism projects to realistic paintings of live models, none of them were amateur.
Necessity Part I - Interwoven
The painted dog winked as tobias whimpered and shivered. his fingers delicately stroked up along tobias' side. "and yes, the crest _is_closed. do you know what that means?" "that... you aren't taking on clients?"
Oh my! At the Oasis
Everyone froze and looked at the painted dog in surprise. how he would know the yak was a mystery. the painted dog didn't seem like the type to visit this kind of place. "hey, yax..." the canine said nervously and rubbed his neck. "how ya been man?
Foaled By a Feral Stallion
I birth eric jr at 9 months exactly and six months later i am pregnant with harry's paint foal. eric jr is a big strapping english shire boy looking just like eric sr. harry's paint foal evan is gorgeous looking like his dad.
Antisocial Paradise
One night the squirrel joined me, setting out his paints and makeshift canvas and easel. "how are you? he asked, laying out brushes and paint tubes. "you know." i sighed and lay down on the rough cement floor.
Spyro's Old Flame: Chapter 5 - Claw-Painting
The urge to paint struck him again. fortunately, he had his satchel with him, in which he usually kept some of his paints and paper. lately, he had used them mostly to paint his maps.
Twas The Night Before Christmas (M/F)
Blackfeather, a descendant of a proud and noble native american indian, a paint stallion anthro, receives and unexpected gift, on the eve of christmas, from someone from his distant past.
Swinging in the Savanna
"oh as often as i can," the brown doe teased as she gave her painted dog a wink. "have fun, judy!" "i intend to," judy said.
Old 'n New Friends
He moaned and gasped, his balls tightening up to expunge their contents, and further coat and paint his form. raz pushed in further, and then the lucario blasted as well.
Smooth Scales and Gleeful Giggles
"if it's uncomfortably ticklish, or you find it too personal, i'll stop and find a different way to smooth and polish your scales before we move onto the painting. but... if you don't mind, or, even if the tickling is actually helping you to relax?"
Journal of The One-Eyed Dragon Entry 5
Instead i found what had been rythe's painting room. i shrugged and dangled out my cock, taking a piss into the can of turpentine that lay beside a really nice painting. before i had knew it, i was _ **in** _ the painting.
Rise of a Troopa
He reached over, fumbling for the blue paint, dipping his hand in before he brought the paint up to jax's thick dreads. he began working it in, the paint soaking into the long strands, dying them bit by bit.