Flexible Infection - Intro
futon, check. tv, check, fridge, check. the window facing the street outside was a dark square of the wall, but he could see the street lights outside were on.
ND2 - A Satisfied Father
As a minute passed, the pleasure she felt receded, and her body relaxed, slowly returning to lying on her futon.
ND1 - Warmth and Comfort
As a minute passed, the pleasure she felt receded, and her body relaxed, slowly returning to lying on her futon.
Bandit's Bolt (Chapter II)
He growled seductively, nodding in the direction of the futon. "just lay your hot self down up there... and i will see to the rest!" nodding, bolt jumped up and hopped upon the futon, flopping himself over quickly to his back.
Turning Back The Clock
He was reclining on a pale blue futon. at the foot of the futon (and at his own, of course) there was a white and purple bat. he was sitting cross legged, with the lupine's feet in his lap.
Around The Fur - Chapters 15 and 16
I was up on my elbows now, watching him shimmy towards the far end of the futon, his legs actually dangling off of the edge now.
19 - Strictly by the Book
A futon in his office corner was his own place to sleep. he stared at the ceiling for a while, watching a sliver of light stay in the same place for eternity.
What Tigers Dream Of - Chap. 8
Tj took a seat on the futon and looked at his now-clean room. he neglected to see the sticky note on his closet door in his half-awoken stupor earlier but noticed it now. it read: "thank me later, bro."
Bear Ass Naked (final major edit)
He wrapped her and they landed on the futon, her pinned underneath him. the futon slid on its hidden tracks, rocking out flat into its bed form. the sudden motion threw tyler off balance.
Vibrators, Not Voldemort
She heard the futon creak, and then a second later, alex's arms slipped around her belly. he hugged her gently from behind, cheek resting on the back of her neck. "sorry, sorry. i was just being lazy, sis. i'll go ask him."
The Loving Alpha - Chapter 1
I lied shaking on my futon, hands joined on my chest, breathing hard, utterly confused as to why i was feeling so affected. it was a pokémon, right? there was no need to feel like this.
Where Kitsune Wait (Chapter 17)
I don't have anything i can say to that, not when the bone deep exhaustion buried in me pulls me down into the futon. instead, i close my eyes and try to enjoy this, for however long it can last.