-Writing Group Challenge - Down Under -
"shut the damn door, you born in a tent? what do you think..._what the hell_? _get out of here skip_!" i stand, half in-half out of the door, confused and bewildered.
Commission: Complete Discharge
Turn the damn thing on. let's get this over with." faraday snickered. "aye-aye, fuzzy!"
Playthings of the Rich and Famous: Chapter 2
Part of the 'station' was a visor fitted over the face with soothing vistas, only for some unknown reason to me, the damn thing had a timer on it.
Overmilked
the damned wolf is never satisfied, always finding faults in my work or, i swear, just any fucking excuse to yell at me. he's old-fashioned, strict and just doesn't know how to have fun. that is the reason i ended up where i was.
Domestic Dobies II - A Bent Over Christmas Special
He must've stripped the hard rock dry by simply sucking on the damn thing and breaking it to get all the juices flowing onto his tongue.
To Tame an Alpha: Part 4
the damned smaller wolf could barely even reach up to his head! "you will be in trash collection duty today. of course, you won't be able to do much collecting yourself, but someone has to carry it."
Tails of Power - Descent into Darkness
the damn cat was still yowling its discomfort, unable to even twitch. well, like the book said, she just needed it alive, not comfortable. she referred to the book, and growled. screw the damn yowling.
Words on a paper 2
You hear the cries of the damned, begging for mercy wishing to let go, wishing for the comforting embrace of death. how my heart yearns for this day, the day of peace, the day of silence.
From Elsweyr With Love (#6)
But even if the clouds didn't produce, at least they would block the damn sun. she took a taxi to the restaurant they'd first visited and ordered breakfast. sarosh showed up a few minutes later and ordered the same.
Primal Passion
Hopefully the damn thing was not as fragile as it looked. "ah fuck!" it figured the damn suctions would give out in a rush.
Pain in the Butt
Now if she could just loose the damn thing in this maze... \*fwoosh\* one of the tanks to her left melted into slag right before her eyes. the damn thing was claiming through the molten metal it created without even noticing.
Open Content Story: Knotting Boy
the damn thing was dripping, and he'd really have to beat the human up if he got any of that pathetic stuff on him. it took him a second to realize that the human's cock wasn't going down, either.