The Monster Lies Ch15: Truth
Han licked her again, his voice softening to the calm tone of a long lost phantasm. her old mate. "everything is going to be fine, maka. remember this line? how you licked me so sweetly right before you told me to put my concerns at rest?
Ursa Minor
Not - as he was - always tormented, always tapped on the shoulder, by his memories, the phantasms of how he had grown up.
The New World, part 3
._ the kind of _gender-isms_ that i had really begun to notice with my heat leaving me almost delusional with desire, and with me in turn trying to distract myself from those erotic phantasms.
Releasing the Priesthood
It was not a phantasmal penis that was pressed against my back entrance. but a true, unfettered, throbbing, and dripping shaft that was pushing against my asshole. maybe it was from the curse, compulsion, or my constitution, but i was not afraid.
Rare Earth, Common Ground: First Contact - Part III
._ karth continued to look on at the phantasmal canid, the lower jaw of his white muzzle slack. _whats wrong puppy, did my beauty render you speechless?
Commission Zone: Cradle Robberz 2
He could swear he felt the hot breath of that fierce feline mounting him, the phantasmal cockhead kissing his tailhole. his own tiny shaft was smearing precum into his sheets. while his big strong daddy slapped his right cheek once.
Immortima Fatix :: 2 :: The Serpentine Embrace
All it wanted now was pleasure, the elixir of sex, the phantasm of an orgasm with these ripe and ready dragon femmes. salivating, kaust lost his bland demeanor and grew drunk on his desires, shaft gorging with blood and fire.
Horny Space
A phantasmal hand reached for the medic's crevice. leathery, rough… big fingers prodded his ass and tugged on it, tugged on his rim until he couldn't resist the caresses and assault.
Roads Untraveled - Part V
The phantasm formed her avatar again in the noted spot, a look of distress on her face. "i don't..." she started again, this time so sydney could hear her. «i don't know how exactly, but she's carrying... well, ~my~ offspring.
Chapter IV - Three Dog Night
The black wolf looked over the brim of his fanned cards to the two coyotes looking back at him, and thought he heard a phantasmal, demented painter cackled with glee at the surreal poker game.
Club R - Pleasant Dreams? (Tame-er version)
No people, no phantasmal night creature, nothing at all. she leaned over the edge of the bed, looking underneath, then around the room. nothing escaped her, the room was truely empty except for her.
Krieg Verzehrt
The hellhound growled, phantasmal eyes narrowing as the demon advanced on him. widukind backed up involuntarily with mind numbing terror now. he stopped dead when his buttocks backed up against the writing desk.