Of Satyr and Gods Pt. 2

They are trying to enforce a marriage between me and a bastard satyr. his father was a goat, and his mother a whore! i will not tolerate a marriage with him, let alone bear his children!"

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Zion: Light of the New Moon, Ch 4.1 Shrad

Of course... there may be plenty of other things to worry about when they discover they're in satyr territory.

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Light Bane: Chapter 48

Aside from elyse and some other satyrs visiting or living in pol hain, ulster had never seen a civilization entirely devoted to druidic magic. however, he wasn't there to research the culture of the satyrs, though he would come to that.

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Flora: A Choice Breed

The satyr dragged her hips down all the way so her tail curled against the cagroo's.

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Breeding Centaurs Day 14 - Teaser

He stopped slapping the satyr's hindquarters heartily. "suck harder you nitwit." the satyr bleated and hollowed his cheeks over thor's large prick, his head bobbing up and down and producing loud squelching noises. "why are you here?

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Yelled one of the young satyrs over his shoulder with a little chuckle. "oh yes i will just wait and see" stated the other with a grin on his face that was growing bigger with each stride that put him a little closer to his friend.

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Actaeon's Task: Part III

The satyr had done nothing but manipulate and abuse him since they had first come into contact and he was not about to start taking the satyr's word on anything. "what is the task?"

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With These Broken Wings: Waters of Ice

Alaine's distrust of elves was always on the surface, but he had done his best to teach the satyr the treat them equally.

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That Place - Part 1 of 2 (QCP: BG-Eps06)

You're my first satyr." the red satyr grinned. "oh, i am not a satyr, gerard. i know i look like one, but i am not. satyrs don't have barbed tails like this."

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A Dream Brought To Life, Part Two

Despite his nerves, he stood still as the satyr yanked the piece of clothing free, and began tearing harshly into evan's pants. "call it a lucky guess.

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Through Slitted Eyes

The satyr's voice was high and sickly, and every fibre of my being wanted to be away from him. i sidestepped, bumping against the minotaur's tree-like leg, to keep the satyr's hands off of my pelt.

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