Blind Date
Oliver walked ahead through the crowding path of parkgoers looking for ken around the pretzel and taco carts but didn't see him. _did he go farther ahead, or did i miss him back where i was?_ "that looks really good what did you get?"
Stolen Moments
He twisted the coils of his body at a slightly different angle, and added yet more complexity to the pretzel of entwined scales which the two of them were tying themselves into as he reached down and blindly sought out his brother's second shaft beside the
Mutt Ch.5 Real?
His octant twisted like a pretzel. his graphometer was smashed to pits. he groaned and put his hand over his face. "ok... where's my money?" "you'll have to pick it up at the town hall." "alright. i hope this damned thing was worth it."
Tribal Expression, prt. 1
He shoved his denim-clad leg a bit, moving the pretzel that was known as his lover, to climb over the backseat into the passanger side. daema followed, as though he knew exactly what he was planning.
A Boy and his Beal
The bull grunted lightly, but apparently refused to let up, as he kept grinding, savouring the struggles against his gut as it groaned lightly, seeming to nudge his subconscious with the fact that he'd been picking at peanuts and pretzels the last several
Grant's Rampage 1.5
Unable to keep himself from waiting any longer, grant seized the roof of the gymnasium and with an amazing show of strength, he wrenched it clean off like opening a can of pretzels.
Negotiations with a Dragon
His feet bobbed overhead due to being held in a crunch of a pretzel, the dragon's hands keeping him bent in half as he was bounced up and down, up and down.
Marked [Feral TF/TG]
It was very salty but almost sweet, like a chocolate-covered pretzel or salted caramel. she didn't understand why it tasted so good, but she wanted more. so in a fit of momentary lust she opened her mouth wide to accept this gift.
Valentine's Day
The decoration atop the heart cake looked like a toddler had tried to draw a pretzel and given up two thirds of the way into it.
Another Dragon Story
With a growl, he turned into a pretzel, jerking the shirt and undershirt off. then returned to tug at the underpants. another set of hands were trying just as hard to keep them up. "down.." the dragon growled, jerking on the back.
A Homo, a Hetero, and a Metro Walk Into a Bar
"probably just a bit of pretzel; it'll come out all right, that's the way." i glanced quickly around to see if even one of the patrons bought that line. i was just as glad i'd not made book on it.
Story Time: In the Lavender Room (featuring art by demon69, sirmeo)
Bishie was less a meal, more a bowl of pretzels to keep her occupied until their guests arrived.