Ander - Part 1: Subchapter 33
Eventually, they made it to the top of the third hill, and there it was, spread out before them like a beacon: grovenglen, with its patchwork ring of farms on the outside and grid of sturdy cottages on the inside, pinpricks of warm candlelight still shining
A Pirate's Life for Me! - The Rising Tide
Crates and shacks and ships surrounded them, tallow candlelight pooling around doors, inky shadows melting the landscape into one great unknown. he decided to take his chances and wuffed softly.
Thor and Sassy
Now his long, tapering shaft hung red and throbbing and barely glistening in the dim candlelight coming from the nightstand next to the bed they had neglected on the over side of the room.
Embers - Chapter 3
candlelight flickered and danced across the room, but he still sat shrouded in a cloak of darkness, a shadow within a shadow.
Winter Blues
With the candlelight flickering on the tiled walls, she exhaled once more, eyes heavy and half-lidded as the desire to sleep pricked at the back of her mind.
An Hour for Spells and Secrets
candlelight, he realized. gentle, flickering candlelight filled the room, casting a soft, warm light on the woman sitting on the edge of the bed.
The Alchemist's Assistant Part 6
The runes glow faded, and left the room illuminated by candlelight once more. niles eyes flickered open and he took a deep breath before answering. "oh my... my head... it's as clear as a bell!"
Chapter 34: Broken
And when she rode him, her tits jiggled atop her belly in the dim candlelight, the jewels tinkled. she leaned down and offered her tit to him, and he sucked it without even thinking. that was it. he got hard.
The Noblewoman's Debts
._ he plucked at the green tabard across his chest with his free hand, looking at the glowing candlelight stitched into the right breast for a moment before sighing and shaking his head.
Taming the Werewolf - 17 (final)
They would spend most of the day holding each other in bed or on the couch, have a candlelight dinner in the evening, then finish the night on the rug in front of the fireplace.
Crossing Bridges Part 4
Striding to the coat rack on which his cloak hung, and swinging it around and over his shoulders, jean tears open the front door, the candlelight flickering with the wind as he looks back at his father.
The Cabin
The candlelight flickered and danced shadows on the drafty walls. it was almost like a crypt. a foreboding, horrible place she would not be able to leave until the snow melted.