The Night That Changed Everything
The man's blood soaked chainmail shirt was slowing him down, but he knew that if that thing caught up with him, that chainmail maybe the only thing that holds his body together.
New Year's Deer - Part 4/4
I picked up the chainmail shirt and marveled. "it's so cool!" ezzie eyed the chainmail. "ooh, that's some high quality stuff! but, you won't need it. you two aren't going to be facing shelein directly.
Synne the Warrior
She could feel others, the lion and the jackal, working together to slip her chainmail skirt over her head. again she snapped and resisted.
Assassins: First Target
Her other hand slipped under his chainmail shirt and racked almost painfully along his chest. saren wanted it to stop, but found it scarily stimulating.
The Scarlet (Lizard) Lady
Shortly after, the chainmail fell over his snout and he reached up, pulling it off and throwing it away.
Lily and Vine Rot's Trouble at the Lake
She is wearing a thick suit of red leather and underneath is some chainmail, you can tell that unlike the others hers actually fits. on the left side of her hips rests her blade, a long cutlass by the looks of it, with a golden handle and a silk sheath.
The Turning of a Knight
Therin knew something was wrong, he quickly dawned a chainmail vest and slipped on a pair of shoes that he carried for mundane purposes.
King of the Orcs, Part 9
Oltuk reached down and rubbed at the crotch piece of his spiked chainmail. his mouth watered. he would do anything for the honor of being dominated by such an orc. down below, grothor strode up to the closed gates of adaar'kurn unchallenged. he sneered.
Sir Percival
Next, he would remove his chainmail hauberk, too tired to fiddle with the leather strands binding it closed, sir percival just lifted it up over his head as if it were a linen shirt.
The Dragonslayer
"the beast's name, karradax" the badger paused, staring up at the young lion warrior in his gleaming silver chainmail. "if you are to face him, best you know his name."
The Changing Room
He doesn't really strike _me_ as a chainmail kind of person." a deeper voice rumbles from behind you in a sultry tone.
Sir Auric and the Dragon
A chainmail half-shirt was draped over his shoulders. he moved about, testing the fit. "are not we forgetting something," he asked, "i feel a breeze." a chainmail short-skirt was wrapped about his naked waist; he nodded his approval.