Leather Ballad 4: Morning
Helga's warm breath cascaded over amethyst's neck as the vole steadily woke up. it took a while to get used to sharing a bed. helga had offered the couch when she let amethyst stay, but the vole wanted to take things to the next level.
Leather Ballad chapter 3: Hood
The vole shouted her safeword, "pineapple!" helga stopped. she reached for the vole's hood. the vole didn't want mama to remove it, she didn't want to be amy, or amethyst again.
Being a Third Wheel
Teetering to her sides, the pitbull rolled over her bound mistress and ground what she could into the gimped up vole.
A Rim of Talent (Commission)
Behind her was a vole who must have been half her age.
Leather Ballad Chapter 10: Shield Slave
Tabitha was last, heavy leather combat boots with a steel taste when the vole kissed against them.
Sins of Our Elders: Chapter 7
With her eyes on the road, helga pulled one hand off the wheel and pet the vole's headfur, "it's ok. hindsight is 20/20." at the next red light, she pulled her in for a hug, nuzzling against the vole as amethyst stifled her cries.
Lustful Lessons [Story+Art Collab]
You're still limping from the vole you caught the other day." "but i caught the vole and the hare in the thicket. i think i know the puma's patrol pattern now." "until the season changes.
Setting Two Is Never Enough
Today's story involves a lovely vole couple.adara and malachi want kids, but malachi needs adara to be all hot and bothered before they give it a go . . . >:) i bite my lip and try to give him the cutest smile.
Limits: Chapter 8
The vole had already taken a pillow from the couch and plopped it on. "i don't want to get the chair dirty." "chair's easier to clean." that sounded more aggressive than jewel intended. if the vole took it as such, she didn't show.
Folsom Chapter 11: The Finger
The vole shook her head, trying to find words but only sobs escaped her. helga lifted her vole's chin, letting amethyst see the burning green eyes of the older woman, "amy, what did they call you?"
Sins of Our Elders: Chapter 5
Her daughter's nod filled the older vole with shame and pride. pride for the girl amethyst had become, and shame for lacking in its involvement. taking a deep breath, the vole looked up to the ceiling and spoke.
Sins of Our Elders: Chapter 8
Either way they fell flat as the dog and vole sat awkwardly in the front seat of his rental while driving down the freeway to michigan adventure.