Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #4
"well, when you burn them into lumps of charcoal, they're not going to go down very well!" angus pointed out helpfully. mae took another big drink of water from her water bottle. "anybody remember the constellations?"
Water's Leaking
The liquid coated his charcoal chest fur. she then licked him fervently, enjoying the taste of his seed. ebon kissed her gently on the maw, his rough tongue stroking the interior of her muzzle. "are you going to let me go now." "yes.
Zonktober 2022 - 5. Gaze
His hard member throbbed between his legs as he stared helplessly at the rat that towered over him on the bed, those red eyes glowing like burning charcoals. now that he wasn't a dog, now that he wasn't a statue, he could finally speak. "i...
Guard Your Tongue [Sketch]
Cross fox, fur showing smooth charcoal and shale with thick slashes of bright orange running through; stoic and stolid under his duty yet apparently prone to fiery outbursts. marcus, she thought his name was.
Form Factor [Sketch]
Smooth ash-white skin at the base melding to rich charcoal along the thick, luscious foreskin, itself rolling halfway back across glistening black underneath, a glittering silver ring stretching at the underside; the renamon smirked, squeezed coonix's fingers
Country Stuffin'
He couldn't see below that massive shaft, but he knew well what was there - a pair of heavy, melon-sized balls in a charcoal-dark, velvet-soft scrotum swinging between the stallioness's thighs... thighs also adorned with the same rich chestnut coat as the
Blackbird
The image in particular burned into her mind, the feathers black as charcoal. she knew what it was like to have them. her mind kept flicking to this strange sensation, no, this strange /knowing/. later in the evening it had only grown more prominent.
The Border
She wore the typical armor of a hunter, it was a typical light combat armor with a chest plate and a helmet that covered her entire head with advanced optical sensors and a re breather, it was painted charcoal grey in color, the typical color of a raider regiment
So Long, Farewell, Adieu... - 1, The Appointment
He seemed every bit the perfect businessman - from his simple and tidy flat-top hair, a touch of grey at the temples, to his charcoal grey pinstripe morning suit and diamond studded cufflinks.
Chapter 1
Books, charcoal and some plywood to start out with, and the rest can wait until later. the coyotetaur chews on his charcoal. it wouldn't hurt to see how much trevor remembers. it's something he'll bring to his friend's attention tomorrow afternoon.
All Planned Out - 1
The wolf turned over, his charcoal grey cock primed and ready, a small stream of pre falling down his shaft and balls. "shit," torr moaned. "i love my fucking life."
Improbable Heroes, Chapter I: Arrival
Emily gave the charcoal wolf a look that told him _exactly_ how stupid that remark was. "the blood price means all of your blood ulm, your life. he would have either given you to a major demon for a favour or eaten you."