Exposing One's True Spots (Panther TF)
As though in response, he raised his thick paw and started to lick it with a rough tongue, grooming his forehead as the last bits of fur filled in. "the one in the injector system, however," reyna continued.
Of Whiskers and Tails (A Ratfolk Love Story)
Lapping her over and over, his tongue groomed her snout, followed by the shallow fur of her pale neck; he was only a few inches from her breast before she gently stopped him. renard coughed and puffed, barely able to catch his breath.
House Party Voyeur
He licked his muzzle, pink tongue grooming the soft, tawny fur with a quick swipe. her eyes followed its path and she gulped.
The Coalition
The feel of his rough tongue grooming her breast fur was heavenly, but she nearly came every time he used his bumpy tongue on her nipples.
The Lion King 2 - Like Mother, Like Daughter (Prelude To Kiara's Big Day)
She couldn't stop giggling at all the tongues grooming her all over at once." simba laughed and showed his fangs in a smile, only to feel an urgent tug from below. "breed me fast..
A soft place in the Heartwood
Her face nuzzled both them and him at once, her tongue grooming him while tasting his sweat and her own juices, clucking happily at him. she was clearly happy with her newfound mate.
High School Days Ch 16: Jock Talk
Nick kissed kyle softly as he lay on top of the tiger, the wolf's tongue grooming the tiger's face as they stared into each other's eyes.
Intermediate Species Studies - Chapter 3 - Alternative Gymnastics
The tongue grooming over the back of his sticky ears made gale gasp again, but softer and less audible than before under the beating water from above.
Pack Pride
His wet nose and soft tongue groomed her mostly clean hind leg, slowly traveling closer and closer toward the source of a gradually thickening aroma far more alluring than the promise of breakfast had been.
Legend of Spyro: Gifted Curse, CH 14
His paws started roaming her body, tongue grooming her neck and cheek. mindful of her horns and neck spurs, he nibbled and lipped at her scales, cynder shivering lightly in enjoyment.
Ebb and Flow
"mother says," he told her, eyes fixated on his tail, tongue grooming each hair into place. "i'm too thin." "well ... a bit, maybe," the bat admitted. he looked to her.
Descent
A slow tongue groomed mosi's neck, almost like if he was about to tear it open, treating his 'friend' more like a caught gazelle than a proper friend.