Flames of Our Passion
Blue velvet paws tugged on the demon's scrotum, making him grunt and hitch his hips forward again, spraying his throat in cinnamon semen.
Long and Winding Roads Ch. 2
Just as before, a recurring thought harshed his cinnamon induced mellow, his mind turned back to the trio of dumb-bells he had encountered earlier. he dropped his cinnamon roll, and sighed, resting his head on a paw.
Bull at the party
It had a spritzer on top, and a sniff revealed a cinnamon taste. "well, it's better than nothing." marko did a couple sprays, letting the cinnamon taste fill his mouth. it gave him a weird tingling feeling, which was quickly shrugged off.
A Slippery Problem In Japan
#17 of the amazing race 2 on the last leg of the amazing race, the teams traveled to south korea to travel down a huge river and eat a large cinnamon roll to check in.
Changes-Chapter 2, The Morning After.
It smelled like cinnamon so maybe that was a good sign. matt took his drink and pressed it to his muzzle without a second thought. i pressed the drink to my muzzle too, i could smell cinnamon and what smelled like chocolate chip cookies.
Chapter 08 - Thyme After Time - part 20
"but not by much," grumbled cinnamon.
A Night Out, A Night In - Chapter 06 : Stand Off and Stand Down
"that and your hair, as well as that sweet lightning storm scent," sharani sniffed at the air, "but that strong hint of cinnamon mixed in, i noticed that karma also smells of cinnamon.
Were I Home for Christmas...
The oven was also preheated, so i put the cinnamon rolls in and set the timer then i gathered two large mugs and a ladle. the hot cocoa steamed as i ladled it into the mugs.
Texas Split
Vito, being the stronger of the two physically steps up to the home plate first just as felix & toby, sindy & sally, max & lucius, and cinnamon & pepper arrive. "watch and learn, people," vito mocks.
Companions Chapter 09: Heaven
Oh i know you'll like this: a cinnamon roll from stan's donuts." stan's donuts was a mom & pop donut shop that made the best home-made cinnamon rolls on the planet.
blackest heart chapter 3
The air smells heavily of sweet musky cinnamon, a large closet of black robes and dress all of similar design to the one trish was wearing earlier and of the same size, wands and staves hang on the wall as and four ornate short bladed swords a part of him
No Major Injuries
"small cinnamon mocha!" finally. the wolf strode forward and welcomed the beverage into his waiting paws, steam rising enticingly from the small hole in its lid.