The Frozen Flame -III- The Marble District
"i never hear the last of you gnats." he spun about, making his way over to one of the intact marble archways, resting his hand onto the intricately carved surface of the pillar with a bit of a sigh.
Artifact 401211.312
A gnat pricks him, and he wavers not at all, slapping at his neck in order to quash the offending insect. his life, as he knows it, will be over in less than ten minutes.
Abyssus Abbey Chapter 15: Two Wrongs Don't Make a Rite
In the night, a gnat floated before his vision, and his eyes focused on it, twin windows of attention intersecting in his vision, an x with a humming gnat at its crux.
Day 2 (Rough copy)
._ _he is entirely content to remain ensconced in his thoughts while edward bats at the gnats that gather in a cloud around himself and the horses.
A Filling Present
After all, what were a few years of sleepless nights while pestered by squeaking gnats compared to the feel of his mate's filled insides? **\*\*\*the end\*\*\*** thanks so much for reading this story!
Anthro Sex Squad Story 3 - Oaky's Story; Chapter 10
Dragonflies of brilliant gem-tone reds, greens, blues and purples, some larger than winky's hand, darted through the branches, snatching at the nearly invisible gnats that made the side-pools their breeding grounds.
Two Lost Lambs in the Forest
He brushed a few twigs and leaves from his home cute hair of dirty blonde as he moved from the sunlit pool of damp moss and decaying leaves to search bushes and low lying evergreen branches thick with summer time gnats. "ellie! c'mon ellie.
Oh, Fuck It
I've blown your little resistance away like they were gnats." daniel smirked, shivering as he caressed himself a little faster and the already liberal production of his pre-cum increased. "oh, i'm... _ahh_...
Pink Salmon
My whiskers twitch; some stupid gnat or something, so i hiss and swipe around like a fool. freaking bugs... hope they're not here because of the worms. "ugh... i'm gonna walk around some if that's fine," i declare.
Lonely Oak Chapter 73
They looked like gnats crawling on a mountain of whipped cream. often one or several at a time would suddenly sink as if they just got tired of flying, only to realize there was no place to land in the turbulent waters and so had to keep flying on.
Sand in your Shorts
He set the plate on his lap and swatted a gnat off his arm. "anyone have something for bugs?" "sure, i've got a tender, young, white mouse, right here. surveys say that bugs love it. keeps them all away from me!"
The Aces of Lylat, Chapter 7: Ruffians on Fire
It is time for us to become a flyswatter, destroy all these gnats before they lay more eggs. eh, damien?" the coyote flared his nostrils and blinked, staring at the primate with a stern gaze.