Make It Swell
Each time, quent regained his arousal within moments, displaying his draconic prowess in marathon mating.
Academy High's And Lows 5
Even with the fight over, his heartbeat was still running the adrenal marathon that had started the whole incident in the first. "a-are you-" before he could even finish, the squirrel leapt on top of him and began smooching away at the side of his face.
Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 6-B
Their hearts were beating at a speed most marathon runners would be jealous of as they leaned in close, the two of them closing their eyes._ _finally, their lips connected softly and tenderly, and banjo and rouge both shared their first kiss._ _their lips
Bad Poker Face
Yuna looked over at him as he drove, "see what happens when we leave the tv on during a ghostbusters marathon? uhh..." virgil looked at her, his eyes asking her what was wrong, "i just get so bored with these easy jobs.
The Name Is Black, Jet Black, Part Two
The birth of mi6, mouse division it had been twelve months since our most wonderful james bond marathon.
The Fox and the Ram (pt.3)
We enjoyed our food and began our movie marathon. he even feeds me a couple slices of pizza.
Careful what you wish for... (F.F.F. Story Entry)
He felt exhausted, like he had just run a marathon, his body was drenched in sweat and his breathing was heavy and laboured, but he was so close now, he didn't want to stop yet. "what is that smell!" dax grunted.
Dr. Bruce Boehner M.D.
Bruce nodded his head in recognition of knowing "that one guy" aka "the marathoner" aka "slappy cock" (the latter name never leaving the break room). "i'll check on him," he said.
Conclusion: pain.
He could feel his breath shallowing and time seemed to slow to a stop, his heart was running a marathon. "i love you." he said in a breath, nearly silently, but she picked it up, and kissed him again.
The Bear's Boots
He felt like he could run a marathon without the slightest hint of losing his breath, and he swore that he could stay up for days, too. all without any ill effects. he smirked. "hey, footwolf.
Escape from the Island
They days went pretty much like that, a long marathon orgy where the rodents partnered up in all possible variations and when the orgies went on in the evening it all pretty much became a mash of fur as everyone was touching or fucking anyone close by.
Underneath
It took that much effort, and he was panting and sweating as though he had run a marathon, but for just a simple moment he was ecstatic. there was still pizza left for him too... just two party pizzas was only a snack.