Year of the Rat Chapter two. Soup.
The duo paused,the minotaur arm out stopping the rat as the soldier sniffed the air and peered about with caution.the rats red eyes watched the bovines actions and he did the same,catching a caledescope of scents.soil,rain,the minotaur and traces of his tobacco
The Grease With The Golden Spring Onion
Combined with the tobacco pipe he had clenched between his teeth he was, overall, dressed in what should have been a dignified manner. when he'd arrived on-stage he almost seemed as such, carrying a box under one arm.
'Last Quarter' by Wyst (in progress)
The tobacco has taken on an aroma strongly reminiscent of figs. i cup the lighter against the air current and ignite the tip of the smoke shakily, and with great concentration. oh, how i was wrong.
A Father's Love, Chapter Five
I felt his warm breath on my face, it smelled of tobacco and mint. his lips were just inches from mine, then i turned my head and his lips touched my cheek. "stay with me?" he whispered in my ear. yes! my brain cried.
chapter 2: first step
Breathing slowly the mix of my tobacco maple pipe and the sweet scent of my little cute boy, all relaxed....
E.L.G.
," jack asked his hands slowly reaching for his guns "cause i said so.," the bartender said with a scowl outside the bar two men sat outside the local barber shop smoking some tobacco when suddenly three gunshots rang from inside of the local bar
Alaskan Love
The gruff taste of tobacco on his breath didn't negate the fact i could never stop kissing him. i could never quit pressing my scarred lips to his, feeling them fully engulf mine as our leathery tongues slowly danced for dominance.
Tintinnabulation
He could almost smell the burning tobacco issuing out over his phone. "yeah, hi," said the oily, relaxed voice on the other end. "scrooge mcduck. this is mr. big." craig chewed on his upper lip. "i'm irish, sir. not scottish."
Last Man Standing
tobacco scents waft sweet tendrils between the stench of terror. god, they always stink of that. like we're some kind of demons, like they didn't start this whole thing.
The Dark Interlude
The sharp, sweet scent of tobacco hung like a light fog in the air. "come in, sit down," a voice deeper in the room spoke as soon as sid closed the door behind him.
How It Goes - Part 22
Greedily he bobs his head, gobbling down every inch with the occasional glance at the bear - already resigned to the pleasures of his tobacco and beer. a gentle haze falls on the room as the bear coos and growls and moans.
Brother (Chapter 3: Reasons for Murder)
Brother: chapter 3 reasons for murder warning, this story contains rape, teenage sexual activity,foul language, violence, and tobacco use.â read at your own risk.