Meet Me Backstage (Patreon)
His right ear had a golden earring in it, the same going for his lip. a black goatee adorned his bottom lip, and his shoulder length hair was pulled back in a bun on top of his head.
Meet Me on the Dock (Patreon)
He didn't really have too many defining features about him, save for a couple gold earrings that hung from his right ear. he didn't have the muscular stature of a deck hand like the equine nor did he have the keen eye of a fisherman.
Spit Shine
When her leaf shaped ears shifted around it made a gentle jingling sound from her sleigh bell earrings.
Meet Me in the Mountains (Patreon)
A few earrings made of bone dangled against her neck, a sash of bright red cloth hung from her shoulder, which announced what house she was from. she was tall and somewhat muscular, as most girls were.
Newfound Love Chapter 7 (Part 2)
I put on a pair a grey jeans a larger black shirt, also adding my pairs of colored earrings on my ears, each ear having 7 rings on them, forming a rainbow. i also put a necklace on with a rectangle medallion saying "pride" on a black background.
A Story Never Told - Part 1 - Under the Holy Tree
She was of a dignified appearance, wearing two earrings and a black dress with a feathered collar. over her shoulder she carried a bag with vials of colourful fluids and ingredients.
245 Social Activities
Cleo is able to observe this because she isn't wearing any real clothes, just a pair of large heavy golden bracelets or bracers that match the earrings.
Don't Be a Thief!
Drake flicked a paw at his earring-covered ear. "well, you may be a lousy trainer, but i'll bite. now get ready." "ready for what?" mat asked, alarmed. "for battle," drake said, as though it was obvious. "you are a trainer, aren't you?"
Shapechanger's Blues part 1: Interview at the Ball and Chain (Prologue)
One of those six was me, and since the beginning of the semester, i've been a donkey that pretty much looks like an average college student: jeans worn at the knees, t-shirt, and four earrings in my right ear.
Matt's Lunch (Skunkette/m mouse vore)
Too late he noticed she wasn't wearing a ring, not even an earring. his ears wilted. "it's all right," she said, and patted his hand. "my lover is always pleased when i am in this condition."
A week of dates
All through the week he had bought me little gifts, things i liked too much to refuse, a single black rose, a pair of earrings and then a necklace, both with a little feral fox on, that reminded me of the wild one that had started this.
Desires
His tongue gently curls around my ear, and one of his fangs catches on my hoop earring. he tugs it gently; i let out a squeak, followed by a moan as his tongue quickly warms the cold steel. "ohhh damn...baby, th-thats so sensitive..."