Population Control Part Two: The Packed
_he them pulled a pair of ice packs from under the table and handed them out. the two fresh gelding eased themselves down onto a bench in the bleachers, placing the ice on their empty groins as they opened the envelopes.
He Who Would be Master: Prologue and Chapter 1
Othello sighed, still hidden under the ice pack. "do you remember being connected? to me?" "i do, yeah." angel muttered. "have you ever felt that before?" "no... but... but i liked it..."
Blue Moon
She yelled, pressing an ice pack to his head. "w... where am i?" he asked. gratefully accepting the ice pack. "my apartment... i called a friend and they dragged you here... after asking why i had an unconscious cop and rhino in an alley."
Ghost Hunt Part 2
Each girl lets out a small groan of discomfort as they adjusted the ice packs to try and get to the more sore areas. “can we leave now?”
How the Fuck did i Get Here Ch 1: Chicken?
"challenge". vince said, removing the ice pack and tossing it onto the coffee table. i looked back to vince and he was staring me dead on.
Learning Your Place
So instead the rabbit got up to get another ice pack for his balls. or tried to anyways.
Healing Love - Chapter 6
"c'mon, lets get your arm into some ice." he tried to lead me into the house but i pulled back. "wait, just get the ice pack. there's someone i know who might have a spandex cast." max looked somewhat at me, but then nodded.
Not The Best Babysitter - Part 1
The wolf found an ice-pack in the fridge and headed back to the living room. walking through the doorway -- carefully -- he noticed that he'd splintered some of the wooden frame with his head when chasing after the little brat.
Twin Locks 2 (Commission)
By the fifthteenth strike, or sixteenth since he'd only counted after the second, joel's ass throbbed in need of ice. "good boy." elijah passed him an ice pack from the fridge, wrapped in a towel. "should i have gotten the camera? oh!
Ansley's Deal
Hopefully it wasn't a long drive from here to wherever mason's employer was, or maybe the doberman would pull out the ice pack out of his briefcase to let ansley's genitals recover...he didn't know how much longer he could take the frigid chill to his poor
The News
He was a pretty typical frat boy...hospital gown or not, and an ice pack attacked to his still-splinted leg. he was also rather drowsy. "yeaaah?" "time for your x-ray." "uhm...thanks, duuuude!"
You're An Angel, Morgan
The ice pack on his head was now gone, and whatever he had feverishly dreamt about felt frustratingly out of reach as it slipped from his memory.