Clara dans le Métro
"hold on kid, let me take a guess. you wanna go on a date, right?" she asked, arching an eyebrow. "candlelight dinner maybe? lots of hand holding?" she continued, as the coyote nodded awkwardly. clara sighed.
Journey to another world ch48
I looked down the hill and over to where the hand holds were. ‘normally when going up to face the final boss on the top level, they usually have strong guardians there protecting them.
The Howl in the Night-Chapter 3 Version 2.0
A part of jacob missed marcus' hand holding his, his hands holding him. "what's going on here," he said out loud, he's never felt like this before. the excitement of his stare and the sparks from their touch, it's never happened before.
Welcome to Valhalla: The Children of Earth ; Chapter 1
Immideatly the hands holding his pulled him down again, tugged on him and when he didn't stopped, somebody gave him a clout. "okay, i'll remain on all fours!" he cursed.\ "urrrrappapp yipp!"
Dive. [Poem]
Grab my hand hold me close, whisper that i'm yours. break apart every wall, break in all the doors. long ago my heart, it felt, a longing for your presence. but down the road, when progress slowed, i learned life's little lesson.
One way to feel refreshed
He squeaked, giving his sloshy belly a little push with his hands. "hold on, i got an idea."
All Mine
When he seemed to finally get his fill of sniffing at his little captive the hand holding vero started to lower. that's when the wolf really started to get nervous.
After Training Shower
He carried me out of the dojo, his hands holding me gently, in a caring manner. "you know leo...even though you may think you stink when you sweat, but have you actually gone to smell yourself?
Pathway,
I pressed heavy, my hips humping lightly into the hand holding my cock. i could hear heaven. i felt his hand hold tight. his head leaned forward and held my ear between her teeth. she is so passionate, gnawing on my skin.
Liv-i'd...
The shadows hang over me, moving only enough to show intention my breath deathly quiet, gives movement no mention cold hands hold demands for my life each one wanting to pierce pleading reasons like a knife for this, i dare not wake among company as hellish
Majorra and Damien Part III
Her gaze drifts towards the stair's up, before her form stumbles towards the right, her left hand holding itself against the off-white fur of her stomach, her right hand curling its fingers around the stairwell's railing.
Finding a Catgirl, Parts 13-15
I walked over and jumped back on the bed next to her grabbing her and pulling her on top me again as i rolled on my back, kissing her neck with my hands holding the small of her back.