Code Drop: Powder Hounds - An Official Heat Teaser
The kangaroo spilled back against the dance floor, his over-sized boots clattering for an instant before impact against the varnished wood. the dancers nearest her froze, staring and chattering.
Chapter II: Reality Dawns
Was that purple nail varnish? one foot tapped in clear agitation at the floorboards underfoot. finally, graeme looked up.
Their Color
Every day the lion would go into the small, dark brown wooden room that adjoined the kitchen, that had the distinctive smell of varnish and layers of shine to keep it from rotting, a smell that was as dark as the wood, close the door and sing to the house,
Mink Mending
Small beads of precum dribbled from it, tapping quietly on the varnished floor. "ooh. jonathan," desmond cooed. his paws petted the mink's head and felt delicately over his sensible, short hair. "feels good. real good, sugar."
Shaking Things Up
Not just naturally, though that of course played its role, but her hair, the highlights and accents of make-up through it, the way she was dressed, the way her nails were trimmed and their surfaces coated with a shiny silver varnish.
A New Christmas Tradition
The handle began to twist, and as the upper lock clicked open too, the varnished wooden portal swung open to reveal zak's smooth, golden yellow scaled form standing shirtless and grinning. "merry christmas, annie..."
Delivery Date
Get here and all four tires are flat, the hoses are practically rotted through, gas smells like varnish." the meerkat sighed again and leaned against the fender. "which i picked up a set of tires.
Bigger Body, Bigger Heart - Part 5
Lucky walked in and was greeted by the smell of wood varnish, wincing a little. "when ya done, lemme know." joikan took a cloth and sprayed some cleaner on it, wipping down some desks.
Preternatural - Part I
All varnished floorboards, kitchenette raised on its own platform at one end, and a balcony-area with the master bedroom and en suite bathroom. it was a regular bachelor pad, not that i saw it much during the day.
R34R Story: "Save Me, Reverend!" (SCP Mythos)
The prisoner's body met dead grass, then concrete and varnished wood before finally, the wolves let his sleeves go. the prisoner scrambled to his feet, only to hear the church's doors loudly slam shut behind him.
The Mark
Rustic hunting lodge type of place, where the "logs" smelled of plastic and varnish, a fire crackled in the lobby, and a moose's head stared glassily from the ceiling. the thunder muttered to itself over the hilltops as i strode in.
Chapter V: Moonlight and Familiars
"well, say we purchase this mirror," he pointed at a poorly varnished wood-framed wall mirror laid on top of a much more modern looking table.