The Ivory Ice
And his voice wasn't biting or sarcastic (as it normally was when he asked field about adelaide). it was genuine.
The Body in the Kitchen P2 (SSBBW, crushing, BBW, stuffing)
And i'm also certain they'll match the gold stud left behind on prime minister adelaide pose's neck. "panther must have held adelaide to the floor, that was the thud i heard last night. then, he ripped open his corset, scattering its studs.
2.5 - Close Encounters
"i think we better go," adelaide said. she nudged at field. "it's getting late ... " the mouse, ears red as beets with bashfulness (and arousal), stood up, eyes darting. he wobbled some. " ... i ... i had a milkshake." adelaide chittered with mirth.
Losing It
"but, no, they ... they brought me here because of adelaide." "adelaide?" "yes. her popularity, her success ... the results she's given thus far ... they wanted to duplicate that. they wanted another femme. but not another american femme.
How to Survive a 6-Degree Day
adelaide sighed warmly. again and again. and arched, sitting up, and ... the sheets slid off of her bare form. she smiled down at him.
Troubadours
"and i think," adelaide continued, in her out-loud whisper, "that it's cute. your shyness." the bat had always thought that. and always would. and yet he always feared his 'deficiencies' would wear on her.
The Books Won't Tell
And it was ketchy's turn to 'close down' tonight, so she'd told adelaide she could go home a bit early. (not that ketchy was adelaide's boss or anything.) 'fly away home, bat! fly away home!'
2.4 - Blind
"so, if you're working in adelaide's department, shouldn't you be reporting to her? or something? instead of following me?"
Leaving the Den
adelaide helps with that. with her telepathic abilities, adelaide ... makes for a good ... mothering sort. you know? she knows when something's wrong, and she knows what buttons to push to make it better, so ... she and i made the rounds yesterday.
Non-Menial Tasks
Juneau didn't get to talk to adelaide very often ... adelaide wasn't often in engineering, but ... she figured that, one of these days, she should get together with the bat ... and they could trade mouse stories. chester moved his nose to her cheek.
These Flaring Embers
And back to adelaide. and luminous, at half-speed, soared to the snowy, chilly outpost ...
The Mellow Traces
adelaide grinned. a sunset-bright grin. "two guesses should suffice." "mm ... hmm ... " he feigned uncertainty. "um ... " her lips brushed the back of his neck. her fangs ... skimming over his fur.