You Only Live 18 Times - #4 (SpyJirra)
Yet for some such as her who had been more generously endowed by the hist, other means of support proved helpful and she'd learned early on that ropes were plentiful and handy aboard ship for a variety of uses. and so the appellation stuck.
Overcasting 3: Chapter 4
The overfull hist-sac gladly gave as quill's body tingled again and her sap production kicked into high gear, and each draw sent a pulse of arousal through her.
Part 1: The Naming Ceremony
"I remember the day I was named," the Argonian said. His face, stained with red-like-blood, stared into the hearth. His amber-brown eyes caught the glimmer of the flame. "I only remember it because I was taken from my home before my tribe could name...
On His Mane's Secret Service - #14
The hist. she sat on a couch nearby and closed her eyes.
The Thief and the Shadow: A Skyrim Tale
His uncle daaresh had only recently returned from leyawiin, bringing with him flasks of hist sap.
Authors - Ch 10 The Lusty Argonian Maid
Not to mention the ever-mysterious hist." suddenly quill could see his point, but she didn't interrupt. "the lusty argonian maid is, i propose, the first work of art that - if you'll forgive the term - _humanizes_ the argonian.
Best Way to Travel Pt.1
He undresses and tries not feel bashful as he romoves his hist and pants and hangs them in the garment bag. he fails as benjamin begins unbuttoning his plaid shirt and untucking it. he has a clingy undershirt on beneath.
On His Mane's Secret Service - #1
A storm that, if not thwarted, will destroy the mer, the khajiiti, and even the argonians with their precious hist. that storm exists, and it is coming, ra'jirra. to reach the outcome you were shown will take thousands of years, it is true.
Arga's New Problem
Before - "by the hist, what is wrong with...you..." he stumbled backwards, hindered by the same piece of anatomy that she had been reaching for. all eyes were turning towards him, staring, and arga couldn't think of anything to say.
Zoo Curious
On the back of the head, under the chin, hist back and sides, the base of his tail, and finally under his belly. gauge stopped and spread his legs ever so gently, nuzzling into stage's mane.
You Only Live 18 Times - #3 (SpyJirra)
So long as our hist trees are left alone, we don't bother with others as a rule." "but nevertheless, all the signs point to the black marsh," em said. "and somewhere around this area.
You Only Live 18 Times #15 - (SpyJirra)
That is not the way of the hist!" "well, we're not killing them. we're just... letting them kill each other!" "not," said the elder, "if we're helping them with this ship. and besides, do we really want another race to take over this island?