Enthusiastic
It was dark, smoky, with just enough colored lights to register the fact of other bodies but not too many specifics. the point was a disorienting, heady arousal, and it achieved that well, with pulsing music that jolted the blood.
Tooth and Sweet: A Fence, A Fight, And A Blunder
The bull took the coins and disappeared into the smoky haze, a fire lighting up the darkness and the sounds and smells of sizzling making sweet's mouth water.
Same Locker Room
It was smoky, which reminded him of burner. focusing on that, he reached out for spines cock, feeling its hefty weight in his hand. he rubbed it, feeling around it. burner liked certain things, rio liked other things.
Dawning Sacrilege
Cain looked up at the smoky figure again, blinking. what did he mean? it was that instant when the wisp moved forward, suddenly shoving through into the lion's chest.
A Fox and a Whole Bar part 1
The walls dirty, the entire place smoky from patreons who didn't give a shit about the new "no smoking" regulations. the booze was cheap but strong right now, that's all he wanted.
Mistress Shy's New Pet: Chapter Two
Just the end result would be fine, if he could have that and that alone, but it seemed that they were a package deal with the dominant mare and her smoky eyes.
Aquatic Arbitration
In a crowded bar, the smoky notes of a songstress rise above the hubbub. a lone eevee sits on a stool, nursing a sweating glass and contemplating his dreams. tonight is the night his life will change. this is the night he meets... her.
Demonic Combustion (part 2)
An extremely fierce, smoky yet fatally familiar voice filled my ears. "let me fill you in..." the footsteps clicked across the floor, informing me of the nearing predator.
A Trainer's Inner Fire
“it's just that now, not only are we lost, but i have some smoky clothes." star visibly relaxed at this, but only for a moment. “char..." she murmured, staring at jacob with wide eyes. “what's wrong?"
Chastity Story: Bound by the Prince
Soft fabric rubbed against itself as the snake crossed the room, and through the smoky mist that had descended upon it, bearing with it scents of musk and scented wood, ket watched as his master approached the harem door.
Salacious Scent
Tarby's voice swam through the haze, high and somehow smoky. "come on in, sweetie." zitch nodded, ignoring the hue of his arm or how his fingers felt slender around the door handle.
Trashy Hyenas
Her thoughts could barely come to the front of her hazy mind - the lingering urge for a puff of another smoky cigarette only adding to her weakened state. the thrusting would carry on for what seemed like forever, growing faster and even more rough.