Can I Tell You Something?
This is a free verse poem that i made kinda spontaneously. i've never done a lot of poetry but i just jotted this down.
Halo 3: ODSF(preview)
Alexis said (a female poodle rookie with a spontaneous attitude.)
Lust
She muttered, leaning her fangs down and piercing his skin, glittering eyes everlastingly cheeky and spontaneous. though suzuka was the one who had supposed to of been bound, she'd broken free of the ropes and toys.
The Windsar Adventures Part 5: Ogre Battle
When a staff of spontaneous spellcasting is in the hands of a wizard (or any other arcane caster who normally memorizes spells), it allows that wizard to cast spells spontaneously, rather than having to prepare spells in advance, much like a sorcerer
We Only Have Each Other
#3 of poems watching what was going on with #gamergate, i wrote this spontaneously at work one day... it's a hope, a request, a plea. together we can bring beauty to this world. we only have each other in all our little ways.
Fogged Up Glass
I'll admit the place we chose to do it, was not the place i'd seen in my dreams, yet something really turned me on, that he had spontaneously pulled over his car for this.
Night thoughts - 9. - because why not
Derived from fear & hesitation each step is heavily taken, though both move without frustration understanding fills the air as emotion holds back eyes locked, no blinking, no thinking...both refuse to give slack cemetery is perfection evolving into spontaneous
The Incontinent Coach 3
When he saw it as a "game" or a spontaneous encounter, it was more exciting. he stood ready to take on the challenge. in return, ray expected the coach to change him. that was the agreement.
When Heavens Collide
This story was written for HandofBlades as part of my patreon request days for April. It contains M/F sex between consenting adults and orgasmic extremes of the most enjoyable kind. :3 **When Heavens Collide** All his adult life, Kingston had...
Lament for a Puppy
#2 of poems a friend of mine lost his dog a year ago now, and talking with him on skype, i spontaneously wrote a poem. i'm not sure if it helped him, but it meant something to be able to connect at least. this is for buffy, forever a puppy.
Wait (Poetry)
What is life without spontaneity? so what was the point? did it matter? did i matter? "no." said i. a tear escaped my eye. as a figure passed me by, i called out as i looked to the bright sky. a silence fell.
Epilogue
The doberman's mature, powerful body was too much for my rump, though, and a few moments later, i writhed under his paw as another spontaneous orgasm rushed through me. javier's knot popped inside, shifting my guts around as always.