My Hot Foxy Man
He was wearing a black shirt with rainbow letters spelling puppy love, some black leather pants with hot tribal markings on them, wrist braces with small spikes shining in the lights of the club, and everything under that was fishnet.
Salt Sweet Latex
Front of him he smiled looking at the scrawny pup open his wallet and flash the new plastic card "well well well, happy birthday pup" he said clapping the wolf on his shoulder making his knees buckle a bit "i like the tattoos" he said noticing the green tribal
Totality
He asked, nodding to the tribal markings over his body. the bat's eyes were drawn down his chest in a line of green that ended just above his soft, uncut shaft. a line of blue continued from there down to the tip. "i...
The Cub and the Cabin (Work in Progress) Cast
Young, and frightened, he seemed to appear in the woods, dressed only in a golden collar and what seemed to be tribal markings all over his chest.
Chapter XII
The striking blue fur and tribal markings were truly something beautiful to behold. this was by far the best thing he had ever woken up to. he did not want it to end, so he let himself go back to sleep.
Part 1: Heat
A male fox..well..what looked like a fox definatleley.his fur was dark sable grey except for his chest eartips and tailtip which were as coal black as a moonles night, seemingly tribal marking s in a shade of dark purple ringed the glowing golden eyes that
Arin - chapter one : the wolf, the man and the moon
His eyes flickered open and set upon the white wolf with the glowing tribal markings. his fingers brushed over his wounds - healed and caked with dry blood- with a surprised look. _you..._ he began to question _you healed me? why? how?
Chance Meetings
The next one of his team to reach the light was krystal, the cerulean vixen had white tribal markings, and was the only non-lylatian on fox's team.
Mile High Club
Directly across from him on the other side of the cabin was a black skinned dragon with red tribal marks across his face and neck meeting a brilliant mane of red hair that ran down to his shoulders and disappeared in a skin tight black shirt hidden beneath
Megalopolis - Out of the Mist
Blue tribal markings on her body glow with an inner power of their own. a tomahawk and knife hang at her belt as she taps the head of the war-club in her hand.
Chapter 1
The muscles in his face contorting the tribal markings on his face into odd twisting patterns, which seemed to enrapt simon for a heartbeat.
Torment and Misery: The Party
Her face is adorned with cyan tribal markings. "wh.. what do you mean?" i finally manage to say, my words slurred and faint. "your friend has decided to sell you to me for a time to settle his debt to me.