M/M - Inappropriate Distractions
Greymane snarled, spittle dripping from his lips. elwood bleated as greymane pressed the penile tip up under elwood's tail - giving the quivering stag a teasing touch - before he withdrew again. "no, please..." elwood begged. "master, don't...."
Storm and Stone
spittle flies from the tip of her pointed tongue as she roars. the gargoyle can't hold the changing woman underneath her, but she doesn't need her protection any more.
Caught in the Act
He watched as carl stick a finger or two into his mouth, lathering them up with spittle, before he brung them down between the pikachu's legs.
Flora: Work Date
It wasn't long before he felt heavy drops of pre-cum slipping from the tip of the other's cock and mixing with the wet spittle of his maw.
The Job - Part 2
He was breathing hard, long trails of spittle were leaking from his mouth as he tried to right himself. it was no use as his legs kicked worthlessly under him.
The Rooftop Equestrian Garden
The edges of his pliable lips turn up in a grin before he presses forwards and drags his slightly rough tongue up along your face in a hot rush, leaving cooling spittle behind it.
Academ: Morning Goodbyes
It was better to say that wel's lips met hers, melding together before parting to let their tongues dance and twist, warm spittle being exchanged in the sweetest kiss she had experienced.
Revenge is a Dish Best Served Fat
.\* the windows rattled as the bovine blew huge, sloppy globs of spittle onto her friend; the noxious, soggy belch soaking the prissy macaw with a thick coat of bovine saliva. "what....what the fuck marley!"
Fox Furnace
Anna's hand gripped tight on alexander's bloated midsection, her claws scritching and squeezing as she forced a heavy, spittle soaked belch from the fox's well-traveled throat.
Offense vs Defense
A second slap sent spittle flying from the bull's thick-lipped mouth. "you think your pussy intimidates me?" he raised his knee between wes's legs, striking the stud roughly on that muscled pussy. the gasp he got was satisfactory, too.
Whatever Will I Do?
"the sound of a cat's footfall, the beard of a woman, the roots of a mountain, the sinews of a bear, the breath of a fish, and the spittle of a bird..."
The Lyrken Beetles : Double Crossed
He didn't even want to think what made it, really, given the propensity of some beetles to make nests out of their spittle or other less savoury things.