Chimera in a Bottle
"well, she doesn't have my sexy mocha complexion." "she's got part of it, with all those freckles and all." sara chuckled, "seriously, davis?
Two Caballeros. Two Gay Caballeros.
José's eyes widened, warm sparkling mocha, and he reached across the table to put his gloved hand on the rooster's bare one.
Love Beyond Boundaries - Chapter One -
Daniel paused, looking up from the coffee table at which he sat, his mocha mint iced cold brew, extra mint before him, a half-eaten apple danish sitting on a small plate.
The Love of a Fox
Wilfred got up and took the last sip of his iced mocha, "let's go then," the night was warm, with the stars shining brightly and the moon hanging lowly on the sky. the moonlight was auxiliary and lovely all together.
For Sale By Owner
She was uninterrupted mocha, except for the creamy white fur across her chest, stomach and nether regions. it was better than he could have possibly imagined. her taught fur bristled in the cold, anticipating the raccoon's touch.
Coming to Terms - Part 3
The creamy mocha fur of her fluffy pert rabbit tail swept upward just above the pert expanse of her rear cheeks. everything about her was dialed to ten, including her voluptuous bubble butt.
Valentine's Story Time: What She Saw in Him, part two
It was startling the way her onyx plumes draped about her smooth, dusky flesh, highlighting the rich, milky mocha with a far darker, deeper chocolate.
Love and Latte's: A Bunny's Bounty - Episode 4
A small humble house, his wife with her long mocha ears and cute little fluff of a tail.
Loosening Up - Finding yourself
"i might as well grab a mocha frappe whipped." he told himself suggestively. after all, he deserved every second and every joy of it. sitting on a couch, a waitress approached him. "one mocha frappe with whip please." he smiling as he said.
Kinktober 2021 Story Sketches 21-25: "Transformation"
._ the striped hyena across the table, cloaked in silk and velvet brightly colored against his cinnamon-mocha fur, smirked and leaned over to peer across the faces.
Strangers After All: Part III
His right was a deep mocha-brown, and the left was a startling glacier-blue. each stood out in high contrast to the colors of his face; the brown eye lying in an area of pure white, the blue seemingly popping out from a large patch of black.
Cantata of Bewilderment (SevenS 2)
So he ordered a mocha, just to make sure it'd wake him up, to boot--and the warmth would perhaps ease his chill.