Trucker Bears - Two on One
He slipped out the back door with an expression on his face like thinking about motor oil or something, the best act he could possibly put on.
The Second Cycle: Chapter Four
"i smell motor oil in there." they both crossed the road and crept up to the barn listening for activity inside. they waited right outside the doors for a few minutes listening for any sounds.
A Dobie Rump Romp
I drew a deep breath but smelled motor oil, steel and myself, sweat and spunk mostly, and i listened but i only heard my own breaths, rasping through my muzzle. it was even darker in the other room, the one where they had the work benches.
The Omega: Beneath the Surface
His fur was matted and in the light of the nearby street light it shone with a slight rainbow hue from the motor oil that permeated it. how long had it been since he had last eaten? even he couldn't remember back that far.
love between friends 05
Drake and i walked in the north entrance and the overwhelming smell of perfume started to burn my nose, sweet flowers, autum spring, ripe strawberries, melon punch, morning dew, musky men, farmers cut, motor oil, i don't know who or what started spraying the
Furry Anthro Virus (FAVi) Part 4 - Refuge [TF Story]
Karly was definitely an engineering student from what they could see of her, with a bunch of tools strapped to her hip and countless black streaks of motor oil painted across her ragged clothes.
ScreenPets 3
It was oddly reminiscent of... motor oil? he turned around and gazed up at the waiter standing behind him, curious as to why he would have such a smell lingering.
Of Wolves and Foxes, Chapter 1
This was followed by a growl of frustration when the grey-furred wolf realized his paw-and now his mouth-was now covered in blackened motor oil.
"Punchlines" -- Chapter 1
He had a handkerchief in his back pocket, about half of it covered in motor oil stains. a number of crumpled receipts followed, mostly for food and gas stations, and one for a car rental.
Ensnared by my Coils
"that other restaurant that opened up a few blocks away probably broke in here and dumped motor oil all over so we can't cook!" "so... what should we do?" another chef asked. "janitorial doesn't get here for another hour."
Part IV – Of Wetwork and Wickerman
#4 of moral obsolescence and motor oil finally, after the hellsent hiatus, i'm getting back to my homage all things cyberpunk.
Rivet’s Release (Ratchet & Clank: Rift Apart Fan Fiction)
motor oil shot out of the titanium tip in rhythmic spurts. "oh, i remember now. i installed the ejaculation module but not the orgasm module. because this is supposed to feel exhilarating. right, miss?"