Star Blind
His free hand, a flesh and blood arm, held a radio in a white knuckled grip that suddenly went dark, his teeth baring in a feral snarl as he tossed the offending item away.
Parade
Mo'ona threw his thin arms wide, gazing up at the kux'lar with a grin full of crooked yellow teeth. "glad to see ya finally made it! big leagues now, eh?" "ah, glad you… lived."
Holes
"it ain't every day a lady with more teeth than i care to count slaps her schnoz on my carotid! ya really got a detective's sniffer, don't ya?" "it helps that you actually smell good. a healthy diet can make even sweat smell okay.
Blood Rushing to the Wrong Head
His squeaks turned to long, shuddering moans as his teeth sank into his pillow. the moon in the sky had shifted a great deal along its path by the time he climaxed.
A Long Time Coming
And before that, in my last serious relationship, he... uh... he didn't like my teeth. didn't trust me to... y-y'know... with my mouth."
Battle Stations
Sucking air through his teeth, the love drunk mechanic leaned to place a hand on the shuttle's landing gear, his body shivering with passion and _much too_ spoken desires. "it's like i just… i saw ya and i knew you were the one.
Rest, Recuperation, Repair
"gah, not so many teeth, scaly lady!" he chuckled, forcing her head beneath this chin where her fangs were away from his flesh. "i can fix the drive an' manifolds up right in my shop. the problem will be armin' her.
Skrunkles
With your sharp carnivorous teeth?" "pfah! those aren't carnivore teeth." lix grinned, showing off rows upon rows of gleaming ivory fangs that made the little rat swallow thick.
Co - Pilot
Her wishes were answered as jack leaned over her back, his hips working like twin pistons as sweat beaded on his brow, to latch his teeth to her neck.
Adult Conversations
Several false starts, each one accentuated by a soundless stutter, followed the sharp click of his teeth closing back together accentuated his unease.
The Truth in Lies
"That's… home?" Lix shook her head, eyes brimming with confusion, as she looked between Jack and the distant frozen planet. Pieces began to click into place… Jack's armor, his skills in command and combat, his strange bouts of temper… his gear… That...
Decommissioned Dormancy
Gentle creaks and dulcet groans lulled Lix from slumber like the scent of a freshly cooked breakfast, the thin blankets of Jack's cot twisting about her naked body like a cocoon of comfort as the aforementioned mechanic sat silently by her still side....