Package Service Stories Fox part2
Achaius pulled out a curved s-shaped chair from the corner of the room and cleared some space around it. it was a tantra chair, a chair designed for bipeds to have sex on. but achaius found plenty of uses for it, even when he wasn't a biped.
Gimme Some Now
"keep holding onto that fucking chair or i'll put you on your belly on that fucking floor and fuck you flat ,you bitch!"
The Interview (M/M)
"what's your fucking name?" hawk said, leaning back in his chair, gear complaining with a pleasant, leathery creak. the buck pulled a guest chair over and sat. "name's rufus varmint. you can call me bubba if you want, rufus is all fancy pants.
Golden Eyes
"these fucking chairs." "i told you we should go outside." "no, thanks. not with those idiots smoking," poli cleared his throat. "anyway, we know he's weird. and he likes a lot of weird things. surprisingly none of those are bad.
Hollow Eyes 2: Coming Home
My grandfather built that chair. when i was born. my mom painted it. she used to rock me to sleep in that fucking chair every night. it's my earliest memory.
To Be King (Preview Version)
Maybe if i'd met the right person, maybe if i had the right help to improve my life i wouldn't be sitting in this fucking chair right now, itching as fucking fur grew on my arm.
Demon's Trick (M/M)
."** a voice shook the chairs and table from the floor.
Hidden Truths Chapter 1 Sex between virgins
"this is the last fucking time im gonna tell you boy. leave this fucking shit in my chair again and i am going to fuck you up." "now go put your shit away and bring me a fucking beer!"
A Discovery Virgin Love
"this is the last fucking time im gonna tell you boy. leave this fucking shit in my chair again and i am going to fuck you up." "now go put your shit away and bring me a fucking beer!"
The Game v2.0 Round 5
In front of them stood what looked like some sort of depraved sex chair. straps designed to spread legs apart as wide as possible and hold up wrists for full exposure hung around the chair.
Foxes (M/M) (Pt. 6 of "Under The Devil's Eye")
A fucking chair, it was. as the room warmed up, hawk decided it was time to dig in. he slicked up one of his fingers and lay down on the floor, starting to massage and tease his tailhole. there was no pain, only a startling sense of pleasure.
Elegy of Emptiness 3
I won't make it rain, but you'll fucking dance." "and while you're inside your mind, screaming at yourself to stop, i'll have that little guilmon hooked up to this chair.