Angel Dust: To entertain a Spider
Edit: i won't be continuing angel dust. it was never meant to be a series and has little to no direction as shown from the dramatic drop in quality with the last two stories. "shit!"
Virgin Virus - Ch15: Dust
Incubus: Virgin Virus -By FurryYunSeong/AitosSaibankan- -Chapter fifteen- - Last Chapter: - The Alpha crew had dealt with most of the city they were assigned to investigate, finding no useful evidence to bring back with them....
Tales From the Dust District
He cut a glance at the bartender, dusting the counter of the bar, the feather duster daintily dusting, while his claw of an other hand hung up the phone.
Dust Shorts: First Heat
"i'll go, you stay with dust just in case." rex said as he got dust free of the wagon. "_thank you!_" dust said quickly as she rushed into an empty stall and shut it. "what's up with her?"
Dust Shorts: First Hunt
_" dust cheered as she sat down in camp. "that's great dusty!" nirra said with a smile. "good for you." qildor said with barely contained sarcasm. "_didn't see_ **_you_** _ hunting._" dust huffed. "not a bad job dust.
Angel Dust: To catch a Spider
#3 of requests minimal sex in this one angel dust is the sole property of his owner vivienne medrano the sounds of screeching wheels and sirens punctuate the cold night.
Angel Dust: To date a Spider
#2 of requests and here we see the continuation of angel dusts blossoming relationship with mark. i in no way own angel dust, he is the property of his respective owner. a familiar scene unfolds.
Angel Dust: To love a Spider
The Moon hangs low in the sky, the night far to clear for his liking. The shadowy figure skulking about the warehouse complex as Guards moved on Patrol always one step behind. The Figure giggled and licked his Lips, looking over all the vulnerable...
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Plush
**"ashes to ashes, dust to plush"** it was with an exhausted sigh that tyson picked himself up from the living room couch to answer the door.
(C) Fidget's Worst Week
**fidget's worst week** by xp author "dust... i'm hungry~" the small nimbat complained, not for the first time. "dust..." she made herself louder as she was continued to be ignored. "dust!" dust sighed. "i heard you, fidget.
The Thief and The Spider
And yet. . . he's giving up everything that makes angel dust _him._ he was happy. maybe a bit self-destructive, certainly violent, but goddammit, it's hell! "there is _nothing_ i need to fix. you are angel dust.
It's In My Nature
Angel dust grunted. "be a lot easier if you'd _stop squirming!"_ "i'm not." "ya' just did it again!" seriously, how hard is it to sit still? angel dust was confounded.