Randen-01.txt
The fox gave thanks to whoever put the scamp on the path to his door. paying day was two sunsrising off. maybe an early present?
The Hero's Service
Silence persisted, which the scamp exploited the most. "now...now, i want to taste the hero. the greatest dragon in history." that seemed to have done the trick, just as the member jerked.
Pokemon Ultra Smut (3: Lillie I)
I would have nebby lick me while we walked, but that's how the little scamp managed to get himself into trouble back on mahalo trail. i'm glad that salis was there to save him, them spearow looked nasty.
Toroko Got Fingered: Chapter 5
"you could have just wiped your feet somewhere rather than tracking that disgusting earwax into my private control room, you inconsiderate little scamp." "i'm gonna get you, doctor, dead or alive.
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 5
“now who are these little scamps?" ramakox chuckled as jandar let go of his limb with a smile. **“baby dragons!"** he exclaimed, then pointing to the dragons with excitement lingering in his voice.
At the Gym with Company - Tay
Only tay, being the excitable little scamp that he was, had several times more energy than he did.
Rainy Day Blues Chapter 11
Little scamp. wait... "daddy milk?" keith whispered. jimmy giggled. "teddy likes to call it his 'milk,'" he whispered. "i kinda like it. it doesn't really taste like milk, but i guess it kinda looks like it, and it comes from you, so... daddy milk."
At The Vet's
"i hope you've been well since you helped me with this scamps first checkup a few months ago."
Chapter 5 - Finding Work
It was also just hard for me to be mad at him; i remember being hungry all the time and not having enough food -- though i was usually after loaves of bread, this scamp was getting fine sweets out of my generous heart.
Untitled Quilava Lemon
Manipulative scamp, like any young girl. an adorable, manipulative, scamp.
Moonlit Revival--Werewolf TF
When he was little more than just another brown-eyed and chestnut-haired scamp in a farming community on the edge of town, alfred had spent half his time dashing through the forests, dreaming of incredible adventures.
Somewhere between worlds
Misjudging his path, the robed man falls and tumbles into the muck bellow, face-first into what he could only assume, or rather, hoped was mud and not some fecal matter left behind by a daedroth or scamp.. he could only hope.