Part 8: A Cozy Night In
Now that the basket was close, meegi could see the layers of dust that were trapped within the weave of the basket and understood the dragoness's reaction.
Orchid Chapter 1 - Arboreal Whispers
"but, uh, as you can see," i showed him the basket hung on my left arm, light despite the hours of searching, "i'm not having much luck." "is that all?" he said, his irises shining brighter.
Sock Troubles
But soon, his attention shifted to the zorua's basket. he shamelessly picked it up and rummaged through the purchases.
Intention
The scent of warm bread rose up from the basket in the center of the table. the skunk looked at the bread, and then at the tiny dish of butter next to the basket, but didn't take any. still more fussing sounds came from the kitchen.
Spray Paint Roommate
The basket now utilized as a whole ton of pre-lubed condoms are tossed into it, at least two dozen, but certainly more.
A Dragon And Rider At The Beach
Eragon tried to discreetly cover his growing erection by reaching over to grab another apple from the basket beside them only for saphira to reach out and grab his hand before bringing it to her breast. "s-saphira..."
Where Kitsune Wait (Chapter 22)
"they'll make their choices," she says, walking around me and holding up that basket, revealing straps to loop over my shoulders, "and your choices will be mine." that's a heavier trust than the basket she gets settled onto my back.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 5: Market Meeting
The mage gripped his basket a fraction tighter. axton muttered something under his breath, something undoubtedly unflattering, and turned away as if the conversation had never happened.
Bent Over Behind the Barracks
I flicked my tail and huffed and heaved my basket into the machine, catching a dark whiff of male musk and spunk and funk and all sorts of scents bringing nasty ideas, and as i set the basket down to the side, i felt another shove from that fucking mop, this
College Corgi's First Meeting 1/2 (College Corgi Part 2)
The corgi stammered out, hefting the little shopping basket he'd grabbed at the door.
A weekend at Alice's cabin (werewolf vore, digestion, scat)
She picked out sausages and bread from the picnic basket to leave in the bunker for the werewolf, and more for herself.
a tale of dragons part 10 (getting there)
A tale of dragon's part 10 matimura sighed as he picked up the last feather, placing it inside the basket held on his left arm. the basket was already filled with mottled brown and grey feather.