My Kit-Cat

Two lovesick males gazing at the orange and purple and pink hues of the day's end, reveling in each other's company....his tail coiled around my arm, purring softly in his contentment....my head nuzzling into the crook of his neck....holding each other closely

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The Clockwork Falcon - part 6.5: Tied

Her ankles were locked around his, holding him possessively while she gently nuzzled into the crook of his neck. as the rising sun slowly warmed his cheek, jim began to stir and uttered a jaw-cracking yawn.

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Lewd times with Jolteon

He rested his head in the crook of my neck and gave a satisfied sigh. his face was relaxed, eyes half-closed. the glow of his irises had softened to a faded gold like an antique light bulb. i gave his snout a quick peck. "good. so do i."

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Bath Cuddles

She lied against me on her side, curled up and resting her head against the crook of my neck now. it was pretty cute, but clearly, it was time to finish off our bath. i gave a good yank to a chain keeping the drain blocked, gradually emptying the tub.

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Blood Part II

She looked at nyana who smiled a crooked smirk and nodded. "yes ma'am." * * * nyana and i padded down to the icy river beside our territory. she was my mate.

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Pages From a Dog's Diary

How curious it is to have such a place of quietness and contemplation right behind a simple wooden gate -a secluded world of peace and small patches of sunlight, old crooked trees and grass like a velvet carpet, and sparrows who jump quietly from one branch

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Journal Entry #1

That canine smile turning crooked into a grimace even as i shake myself trying to forget it. every time he walks out the door, leaves a room, turns away...

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Vulpieri Pawpad Chapter 1

The fox, holding the cheap small glass in the crook of his paw, flicked his tail from side to side irritably.

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Draft

And a cold beer would be nice, actually," she replied, flashing a crooked smile. her eyes were a bright ochre color, lined with long, mascara-laden lashes and darted about the scene before settling on the bull's face.

The White Ones

He just walked in, uninvited, smiling a small, crooked smile and, as if he knew exactly what they were talking about, said three simple words: "i'll teach him." this was, again, unheard of.

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A Curious Fleet: Cluny/Sela

It was setting crooked; she had to fix it or it would be useless as a weapon. "yes, lord," sela said with a nervous nod, and gripped tightly.

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