The Pitch
He gives her an encouraging nod, raises his cigarette in what's now a paw, and disappears into the crowd. she presses her cigarette into an ashtray and pouts at alexander. "oh dear, my cigarette's burned down," she says.
Siren's Howl
She fingered the cigarette she was smoking, rubbing the paper between her fingers - maybe another reason others would keep away - and there she stayed, almost unmoving, just watching the world go by.
Meeting the Mother's Friend
Ava walked over to a side table and replaced the cigarette in her filter. by the time she had turned around maria's tongue was already hanging out.
Adrian's Escapades: Adrian meets Jean-Luc
One of the bulls had walked over to the bar, leaving an open pack of cigarettes on the table. adrian would have never spent the little money he could get his paws on at one time on cigarettes, but stealing a few was another thing entirely.
The Morning After...
"_ i said as i got out my cigarette box from my pocket, putting a fresh one between my lips. i put the box back in my pocket, pulling out my lighter instead, and i lit a match on the end of the cigarette.
Flames: Chapter 12
I pulled out another cigarette and lit it. the female looked at me then at the cigarette, then again at me. i noticed this and held out my pack of cigarettes. 'want one?' i asked her. 'go ahead if you do. but i'm not forcing you to do anything.'
Corrective Punishment
The cigarettes burned their way slowly down. each cigarette was positioned to burn all the way through every inch between winters big thick meaty toes.
Afternoon Delight
His truck smelled like cigarettes, and she could see he made frequent use of the little built in ashtray set in the dash. there were stray cigarette butts in the passenger floorboard with little burn holes in most of the upholstery.
Trashy Hyenas
The hyena took another drag off her cigarette. "man, you wanna come up in here, giving us trouble, well..."
Revenge is Sweet
The vixen was barely ashamed as she took a drag from her cigarette, moaning loudly and pridefully. "aahhh ~ l-like yeah ~! th-ooooh yes ~!
Rough Looking Guy
His non-cigarette-holding paw immediately landed on my neck and guided me in. strong musk filled my nose as i closed, partially on my own volition, otherwise encouraged by the roughneck wolf's paw, pressing me down.
The First Wetting
He pulled out and lit a cigarette. "oh, uhh... you don't mind, do you?" "go ahead." "want one?" "... eh, fuck it. it's just one cigarette." avner placed a cigarette in my mouth, proceeding to light it with his lighter.