Pinnacle of Desire

Instinctively, rayne's eyes grew wide and she fumbled backward no more than an inch, barely managing to stay upright on the cloudlike bed.

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A night to remember pt2

The cry of panic has him reaching out clumsily as he starts to wake up, fumbling for his pistol. "mhh...

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The feline formerly known as Apatapa (Journal)

To me this feels like the conclusion of the journey of self-discovery that began the moment fumble appeared in my head.

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Unfamiliars: A Were-Horse Story (Chapter 1)

Using his too-heavy and still-tired arms he fumbled for support. "hhhhhnnnnn...." he groaned, lifting his torso. he craned his thick neck to allow him to look past his broad pectorals.

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At School With My Twin

He quickly made his way to his locker and fumbled with the lock. he started to hear voices approaching. fuck, he messed up the combination! the caracal's heart started to race as he finally got his locker opened.

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[Tabs - Practise]

Tabitha broke away from the kiss, sitting upright as she fumbled with the cord that fastened her tunic. kuzma lightly brushed her hand away and took to the task himself, unfastening the knot and dropping the cord off the bed.

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Helping Out a Friend

Dav guided him up the walk to the front door, waited for him to fumble the keys from his pocket and helped him unlock the door. "couch or bedroom?""bedroom, please."

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Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Prologue

The gryphon fumbled with his leather pouches along the saddle. "got i!-" she clamped down on his beak till his ear splayed. his eyes widened, clearly mortified at what he'd almost done.

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Meeting The Owner

He fumbled behind himself and unbuttoned the button above the tail hole, and opened the flap. with the tail flap open, craig was able to slide his pants off.

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The New Kid Pt. 4

Blake fumbled around his bag looking for the lube as tyler stuffed his muzzle between his legs. before he knew it the wolf's tongue was lapping at his hole.

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Initiation

The fumbling outside momentarily ceases. you don't know why you're just staring. you need to call jules. move your thumb, call jules _now_. the zipper starts to move up.

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Afterglow

His paw fumbled for adelaide’s wingtip. she didn’t have proper paws, so he gripped her long, bendy thumb. they basked, barely blinking lest they miss a second. and just like that … it was over.

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