Warm Reception
A wide grin wreathed the wolf's muzzle, and in his dark golden eyes playful light sparkled and danced.
Chapter III: By the Horns
He just angled his feet towards the guy and kicked up flames, wreathing stampede's head in fire. the momentum took him leaping back into a circle of other bovines. "crap," he grunted. "of all the places to land..." "flare!"
Corruption
Instead, there exits a naked mouse whose eyes are wreathed in a slight crimson glow.
The Beastridden pt 9
Cajo's left foot swung as he linked into another frost-wreathed kick, his foot covered in icy blades and spines as senryul flew at him, his sword drawn back... \*\*\* \*\*\* "come back here you little bastard!!"
Oral Fixation
In fact, i closed her muzzle further, just enough to feel those fangs' pointed pressure, a wreath of thorns creating little pangs. pain and pleasure aren't all that different, so they say.
By Day One Way By Night Another - Chapter Four -
It didn't take long, before madam falen entered, her muzzle wreathed in a smile, as she brought two large men with her, who closed the door.
Queen of the Moon
The area around the quilava was now wreathed in an orange glow as he frantically searched for the source of the attack. the shadows revealed no one, the crackle of flames roaring in his ears with a paw clutching his injured side.
New Threads: Halloween pt. 1
The sign, reading simply "_re-shape outfitters_", was wreathed in purple and neon-green tinsel.
Apt Pupil
He expected to teach me a lesson, and claim the champion's wreaths. instead he ended up a writhing mass of pained calf on the sand, forced to beg mercy from his most hated adversary.
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Destruction- Chapter 1- Morning At The Guild
"because we're not big enough for those requests," she replied to him with a blunt tone wreathing with irritation, about what she was uncertain, "i prefer being prepared over running into things head first." "but azumarill's jobs are so boring!
Chapter 7 The Handsome Asshole
Jonathan exhaled a wreath of smoke, his eyes bright with amusement. "fuck cute blokes you bump into at random taverns?" etienne chose to ignore the compliment. "no," he said at once. it was true.
Chapter 28
He leaned on his elbow, and smiling at roan from the wreath of his dark mane, he carefully tickled the feathers down his rippling belly. roan tensed as the feathers went even lower . . . and touched his cock.