Spiritual Savior
Empty stream beds had been freshly carved into the mountain from the excessive rain over a week ago, and piles of leaves and mud had accumulated against tree trunks. even a fallen tree marred the journey down. a small grassy clearing soon came into view.
Family Matters II
He had gotten ploughed by the hung pup against trees, behind the barn, down by the river...and of course, every night in chase's bedroom where they slept together.
When Cats Eat Dogs and Dogs Eat Cats-- CLEAN
All around the park there was people behaving like animals, scratching up against trees, hanging out on branches. everyone was freed and randal felt like this was the start of a new era. he continued peacefully to 206 morninggrass.
Bandwagon
Those soft noises from the forest around them kept him at bay: crickets chirping, a gentle wind blowing against tree branches, frogs croaking. if anything put the griffon at ease, it was the natural world at peace.
Emerald Maiden Chapter 41: Interlude 6: The Gold River Grabber
Car found crashed against tree but no large rocks capable of slashing tire as occurred found nearby. left scene of crash. vehicle shows signs of attempted reverse from tree. broken driver's side windshield despite no reason it should have been damaged.
A New Beginning. Chapter Seven: Life's a bitch and then ya die.
Pains like no other he'd ever felt rushed through him as his body bounced, smacking against trees and crashing through branches.
Chapter XII: E = MC2
He walked forward looking at the first thing that was damaged and drained of its life forces; the forest grove looked like a fire had a grudge against trees and burnt only those down. twilight looked as the "fire" continued its way all towards noon.
The Big Cocks Wizard Council
Shanzi continued her assault, pounding his shaft with her fists, smashing it against trees, stones or whatever was to hand, despite its hardened skin she seemed to be making progress as it was twitching and dripping now when she swung it around.
Lost in the Thick of Things
His snout was pressed against tree back. he could feel blood rushing to his head from hanging upside down. what had happened? pain answered him. he moaned softly, clutching his bruised skull. right.
The Lion's Embarrassment
Those arms and legs were scraping against trees and the ground, razing down whatever their massive, uncontrolled weight touched.
The Pornstar
The path that led up to the house was dense with undergrowth, but the trees were spaced well enough that syn could see stars fucking nearly everywhere he turned, against trees, in pavilions and villas, by streams and springs and an assortment of other places
The Forest of the Noonday Sun
He could not say how long or how far he went, a dazed shamble on all fours, bashing near-blind against trees, whining and bleating, the moonlight his only guide.