A Skeptic's Folly [Gift short story]
A million thoughts raced through the unfortunate dragon's mind as he carefully made his way forwards with naught but his sword and new cursed armor, still trying to get used to his high heels.
Like Rock
He would have begun gulping it save she entreated slowen; each tender swallow slowed more than the last till the liquid flowed down with naught but gravity wheedling it. there was so much.
After That Night: Chapter 1 - One Night Stand
naught but the sounds of ships humming by, morning commuters at work, and taxi horns met his ears.
Flames of Our Passion
Oh, to feel this beast hunching over him... grunting, pounding into his rear, massaging his prostate with naught but his perfect cock alone...
Blood Bite
He reached for his sword or really where he thought his sword was; his distorted vision caused him to fumble at naught but the ground. before he could try again, his legs gave out from him. he fell back onto the stairs.
Story of Link: Dark Wonder
There was naught to mark that it had ever been present save dead grass where it had stood. "i should have left earlier... no i can not despair yet. i will learn what happened here."
A Nice Workout
The cheetah, david, was a fairly sleek as was common for his species, and wearing naught but short track shorts, something chad knew david had done deliberately to tease him, the saucy little flirt.
A Single Act (Gift for TripleL)
To him, they were exotic objects, each something to be cherished in lands dominated by naught but crops and the occasional barn.
Spyro's First Time
But there was naught there but their bare scales and the grass tickling their bodies, wings folded in smoothly against their hides on the soft, summer day.
The Empire's Kobold
His voice was lost to a cacophony of moans, his vision filled with naught but the minotaur's chest fur, and then, at last, faster than he thought it could, it happened.
The Moonweaver Chronicles part 18
I will burn you until you are naught but ashes." the shout came from a large fire bird with black wings. she was wielding throwing glaives. "hello my lady." the canid bowed and greeted her, emphasising the last part as if it was an insult to annoy her.
Therapy
Her next words were naught but a whisper, dripping with lust... "good girl~"