One Night
--One Night-- By Jake Womble ((Oi, Just for your information, Neon and Kerrin are my original charecters. Please don't use 'em without my permission. All you need to do is ask ^\_^)) It was another cold night. Nothing new for New York. ...
The Oak Tree
The sounds of a busy late spring morning permeated through the park, the saurians milling about on the busy streets under flawlessly blue skies. Cars passed by, some turning to curse the loud music from one while streetside vendors made steak...
The Forest Trail
But it's not too vanilla, and you'll see why in the first couple paragraphs.
A Child's Vengenance; Chapter 1
He was greeted by the familiar vanilla folder routine, but as it fell to the counter, the man known as 'genira' felt his heart skip a beat at the tab labeled 'lieutenant michael genira'.
You're Sweet
He gleamed with a glorious sheen of vanilla white. _how could she turn him down?_ and with a quick 'swish' accompanied by a familiar "chime" he stepped inside only to become an even shinier huckleberry purple.
Webs of Lust - Chapter 3
vanilla growled playfully as she continued plowing his ass, spraying her third load of rabbitspunk into the mewling fox.
Gilded Cage: Chapter 14
Resting comfortably on the rugs before it were a pair of vanilla and black gryphons, snoozing away to tired chirps, empty tankards at their side.
Ulterior Motives
Compared to everything else he ate, the vanilla ice cream was plain, but every bit as delicious. the light, sweet vanilla bean flavor was a nice break from how rich the other desserts had been.
Cruising
The rat bit off the top of the ice cream, rolling the vanilla flavor in his mouth before it melted down. "chubby guy with some real confidence? fuckin' hot." "i guess i have met the wrong chubby guys, then."
Meat and Magic
The smell of roast beef and vanilla greeted him. on the table was a plate of beef surrounded by mashed potatoes and diced carrots. next to a bowl of salad were vanilla scented candles. burned down the bottom. guilty pangs made him twitch.
Rite of the Sugar Baton
"max, please get the first bucket" i hear max pad off and then return, something sloshes then i feel coolness on my dick, i can smell vanilla. "pudding?" i inquire.
Eating Sky
He breathed in once again, letting a mild but tantalizing mix of mint and vanilla fill his lungs, relaxing into the pleasant ambience around him to more fully enjoy his meal.