~ Scent of Ash and Velvet Act III - Finale ~
At night, the loft held them again—no frenzy, no rut, only the hush of bodies pressed close, the quiet comfort of breath shared in the dark. ash was different now. quieter.
The Yiffing Man: Roses Are For Romance.
He holds the fox close, sharing breath, sharing the rapt joy of his tears. "so lonely, yes, trapped in my own world of insincere fuckings and slave-play.
Knothole High: Playing Big
All the while, their muzzles were interlocked, their breath shared and sweat rolling off their fur to melt the snow around them.
Chapter VII: You're Never Alone
No, he went in slow, savouring every moment of contact, every breath shared and every step that their tongues took in their tonsil tango. gnoll seemed shocked for a moment and tried to pull away but swayne pulled him closer. he wasn't rough.
Chilled Comforts
Taking her closer and closer as she groaned against his mouth, as she whispered his name in quiet breaths shared with him.
Spread and Served
Around them, the mist thickened and softened everything, until nothing remained but heat, touch, and the quiet rhythm of breath shared between bodies that knew each other completely.
Quest of the Braves part 2
The kiss accerelated into something wilder: lips nipped, breathe shared, heat risen. abaalythe kept ravaging his mouth to his heart's content.
How Not to Catch a Legendary
"not bad," he smiled as he pulled up for a breath, sharing a smile with lugia. the larger male returned the smile, flexing his hind legs idly as he admired the view of the man once more between his legs.
Somewhere Out There - Short Story Of A Lonely Guy
Leaving the two to just catch their breaths. sharing a few kisses and smiles. "like a champ. you have a real gift, remy." "i-i don't..." that look again and the dragon sighed. "thank you, bartan. i'm glad you can enjoy me...
Herbs and Spices
Their naked chests pressed together, rising and pushing with every breath, sharing the heat and sweat that started covering them.
Adorned
Just breathing, sharing body heat, sharing ... well, more than that. intimate contact. fusion of bodies. she just reveled, waited for the biting instinct to kick in. and he triggered it. more than triggered it.
Leading Man
I accepted her eagerly, her tongue soft velvet snaking about like a rolled wet pillow, allowing me to taste her, as we caressed each others' tongues, wet flesh sliding along wet flesh, our hot breath shared, her nostrils flared with air, being shoved into