Devourer_IRL (Story for Devourer_ITA)
As i was wiping the kitchen table off, i thought i heard a yell from outside in front of my house. i cocked my head and listened, but it didn’t repeat.
How It Goes - Part 20
Walt winks at him as he carries several bowls of crisps over to the kitchen table. "do you even have to ask? i mean, he's been at the ox." "twice, far as i can remember," walt replies with a chuckle.
“Grandma, there’s a wolf here for dinner…”
However," she paused while shuffling the rest of the way into the kitchen and whistling over to the kitchen table chair.
Cooking By The Book
\>you take the bowl and don’t bother correcting her wording as you take the bowl to the kitchen table, then wait for her to join you. \>she fills a bowl for herself and sits next to you, beaming at you as you try the meal she made.
Problematic Parenting
Downstairs the third member of their family sat at the kitchen table, legs still shaking anxiously as she thought of what she had done earlier that afternoon.
How It Goes - Part 21
_suburbia_ plays in the background as scott sits cross-legged on the kitchen table. a trail of drying cum marks his chin and belly; patches of blood rest upon the table surface.
The Room Mate
Boris was sitting at the kitchen table eating a bowl of something. he had the newspaper next to him."hey boris." i said "oh hey! i see you finally got up. by the way you don't have to call me 'boris'. everyone calls me 'boe'.
The Secret Game
She didn't wish to wake her and thus, after tossing her keys on the kitchen table, sorted the groceries silently.
Sibling x Girlfriend 5 - Dane's Birthday
Ares was standing by the kitchen table, spent popper in hand, wearing a pointed party-hat and a big smile. behind him, a banner reading "happy birthday!"
New Life Blues (OLD)
"relax," the dragon said in a warning tone, taking a seat at his kitchen table. "sit across from me," he urged, gesturing to a chair close by. "_fuck_ sitting down!
Blue in Her Room [Commission]
Vera asked the blue canine, taking a seat opposite her at the kitchen table. "saying 'you don't have to do that' when you started making breakfast..." she replied, digging into her meal with obvious enjoyment. "oh, thanks."
I Had To Hope
It seemed like i spent an eternity sitting at our kitchen table, as each figure who spoke to me heard what they wanted, whether it was a repeat of the story of me finding her, or a 'thank you' to the endless stream of family members consoling me.