Godzilla: A Crystal Clear Adversary (M/M)
_ _"you wretched copy!"_ _"you are less than even my enemy!"
What's Wrong With Me? Chapter. 5 I Can Take Only so Much Punishment...
The smell of a wet dog is quite a wretched one indeed. mr. yowler's lustful pants were the only sound filling the room with the exception of his hips meeting my well used flank.
Wages: Chapter Nineteen
This pain, this wretched curse, would stay with her. she began to sob, a fit of coughs soon erupting. black blood was wretched, clinging to her scales. it left her, and the dragon's body was quiet once more.
Dawn of Chaos pt 11
"maybe if we could get them inside the city and back to the church but at the moment we shouldn't do anything, who knows what could happen if we try to tamper with those wretched things."
Chapter 10: After the Storm
She didn't seem to understand and rubbed her eyes, crying wretchedly. julyan carefully took her in his arms, and as he started rocking her, her wailing turned to quiet sobbing. she was such a thin thing and so small.
The Hyena Exhibit
That smells wretched dude. rip another!" pprrrrrfft! "heeheee awesome!" something made me want to see what was going on as i moved into the exhibit.
The Long Course
My groans grow louder and louder as i pound the lynx relentlessly, slamming in my cock lightning quick, my whole body jerking, contorting, convulsing as the lynx begins to tense and shudder and pant before suddenly screeching, screeching wretchedly as she
The Fox General: Trophy
"this humble, wretched-" "omega," i sneered down at him in contempt, "you look like an omega at best." the wolf was light gray and his black lips quivered as he processed my orders.
Chapter 64 All His
He ate at the same table with his wretched, spoilt children, but he was eating alone. his brothers lived far away. his parents were dead. no wonder he had wanted the child so badly.
The Warrior's Dove Ch:12
The darkened grasp shook my body, wretching me left and right. a strike back threw me against the bars of the cage, rattling the sound of metal throughout the room. "what the?" karisif's voice reached my ears.
A Cold Winter's Night
He stopped abruptly and gazed down upon the collapsed wretch. his hot breath was thick as steam from a kettle, but the tramp barely made a wisp of fog in the cold night air. 'poor bugger!'
The Parable of the Fox [Chapter 1, Part 1]
A slash which would have been a perfectly executed downward strike, and with all the ox' weight behind it might have severed the old wretch in two. he was right behind the old wretch, he couldn't miss. only the old wretch was not there anymore.