Marking Between Friends 2
Instead of the butter being incorporated in the stink that was already there, the butter's stench was overpowering it, being the only thing to smell on him.
Home to my Guilmon.
"peanut butter, peanut butter!" the red lizard kept repeating, "where's my peanut butter, you promised!" the tongue snaked its way about danny's face again, who laughed aloud, "give my peanut butter now!" "okay, okay! let me up!"
Marks of Scents
Sweat, hyena butter, and piss all came into play to mark the lizard's scales with the raw stink of a hyena.
Edge Walking. Chap 10: Butter. Pure Freakin' Butter.
Chapter 10: butter. pure freakin' butter. characters: jamie: 16 year old white bunny. male. carwyn: 22 year old orange fox. male. four inch by four inch sheet rattling and rustling with a reverberating sound, metallic in nature.
Rutting Ridley
As hunter slobbered up the peanut butter, ridley smeared on more.
Of Goblin honey, ball butter, and stuffed cock
**of goblin honey, ball butter, and stuffed cock** commissioned by: jay the great forest of antrea, a sprawling and shrouded woodland that served as a buffer between the kingdoms of balgenoth and ipswend.
Late Night Snack
Bread, jelly, and lots of peanut butter. enough to nearly empty the jar, in fact. with a devious grin, he whispered to himself, "it'd be a shame to let it go to waste." closing his sandwich, he licked the knife clean and picked up the peanut butter jar.
The Poffin Experiment
"have a nice nap, butter?" butter nodded with a simple, "veon." butter backed away slowly as tali bent down with a small bowl of pokefood. butter eyed it cautiously before looking up at tali with curious eyes. "it's okay butter.
Pup Tent
Like a man possessed, i reached blindly for the peanut butter and slipped my paw straight into it, and without responding to the four-legged great dane, i clumsily spread the peanut butter over my sheath again. "siwwy!"
Martha Helps a Friend
She only needed to last long enough for the peanut butter to run out, and then she could do something to slow this down. after ten seconds, helen _knew_the peanut butter must have run out, but the dogs didn't even slow.
Catholic Bitch: Bad Boy, Part 1
She moved after him, but she couldn't reach her brother before he had lapped up the peanut butter, pill and all. dash looked sheepishly at his sister, still trying to lick peanut butter from his whiskers. "it's peanut butter.
Catholic Bitch: Bad Boy, Part 2
And it was definitely peanut butter. dash moved forward, only to be foiled as the boy pulled back the butter knife, instead bringing it to amber's bare mound. she shivered, and when the knife pulled away, the peanut butter remained.