Birth of the Princess' Legacy Part 1

I could see his head bobbing with each brisk inhalation, the nares around his beak opening wide. "what is that smell?" he asked, slowly edging towards me, aiming his beak at my midsection.

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Blackness O Thy Wings

I stick a smoke in my beak, lighting it and gusting a few puffs from my nares. it's a nice club lysandora works for-real classy for downtown.

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The Cohen-Kline Icosahedron, Ch 2

The human saw his roostmate's pupils dilate then contract, and a reddish hue peek on his nares. "i... have never sung before in front of kaiden." his grandfather gave the younger viddin a light swat on the flank with his tail.

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My pet is a gryphon god

The thoughts vanished as he took another breath, the scent of that sweaty donut still strong in his nares and his hips twitched, making him sink five inches into alexi's rump.

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Gift Exchange, Part 1: Let's Go, Go, Go!

"i'm sure the tailor did his best," he rumbled, smoke rising from his nares. "did you move this much while he was here? because that would explain a lot." jakebe grumbled and thumped the dragon's shoulder as he shifted again. "hold still!

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Journey of Brothers

Hadar shook his head, snorting warm air from his nares. "get ready. kendrik is about to signal the start of the hunt." without another word, he moved into position.

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The Cohen-Kline Icosahedron, Ch 4

Cheek feathers puffing and nares reddening, prirn slowly rolled over onto his back, legs spread, revealing his still very-much rigid erection. "i.... enjoy it when you're are on top, kaiden'huu.

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Closed Exhibit

A final non-verbal command from the guard shattered his resolve, a simple roll of the skunk's hips dragging his sack over the deer's nares.

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The All Or Nothing Gameshow Chapter 1

Redwing just shakes his head, "sorry your incorrect." turning away from the male he looks towards the next gryphon a raven one, "can you answer the question." he says while the eagle gryphon starts to look fearful, but also his nares start to turn red at the

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A Woodland Rut

Her taste coated his tongue, her scent stuffed his nares, and her willingly flagged tail told his instinctive mind all it needed. she was his.

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