[Commission] A Spirited Night
Ignoring that, the spectre reached out and placed his hand on the button of crisp's fly, just above his flaccid penis, which still hung out of the flap.
Hell's Riders
"you, mister vincent specter, son of the late jenson b. specter- better known as 'the saint of clubs'- are too fuckin' dangerous to keep anywhere near me or my men."
Haunted (for FriskECrisps) (FETISHES)
The spotlight was quite literally on him, and he could do nothing except try not to sound too needy as the specters did their work on him.
Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 7
Kiana froze with her hand against the front door, certain that if she was to turn around, she would stare right into the unforgiving face of her mother, looming out of the darkness like a spectre. how could she have been so stupid?
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 59
Her own reflection stared back at her from inside the glass, a pale spectre almost invisible against the driving snow.
Chapter 23: A Last Kiss
"i'm sorry i lied to you, kilyan," the specter whispered, and her melodic voice echoed against the dark walls of the grave as if she had spoken down a well. "but . . . i thought . . . i thought i was protecting you.
At the Speed of Silence.
Instantly her smile is wiped away, and she she brings her rifle to bear, firing through his body into the dark specter on the other side. the people in the back of the truck look up sharply, relief suddenly forgotten.
Change of Perspective Page 8
Every scientist here technically has the final say if we stay or go, but if a spectre pulls out, you think our protection will stay, and without protection we'd have no choice to leave," rheme explains. "i know...
A Night Abroad
No dark shape at the window, no spectre looming over her bed and freezing her where she lay as the clouded leopard crawled under the covers, pulled them up to her neck, and beneath them began immediately to fondle and caress herself. "ahh..."
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 26
She couldn't afford to let her resolve slip now, so she closed her ears against his cries and continued on her way, easily slipping past the screaming wolves like a spectre, slowly moving closer and closer to where hezzi lay, where the crowd was bulging in
Lion King III: The Pridelands Reborn: Chapter XIV
**brasta's pov:** i could feel it; the spectre of death was in the air. it was in front of us, behind us, above us, amongst us. everyone of us were on edge, waiting, praying.
Ander - Part 1: Subchapter 7
Kiana froze with her hand against the front door, certain that if she was to turn around, she would stare right into the unforgiving face of her mother, looming out of the darkness like a spectre. how could she have been so stupid?