A journey through the darkness and the light, a step beyond the worlds we know and into the worlds we imagine the true tale of Jake Wolf
I nodded and handed her a twenty motioning for her to keep the change then sipped my hot chocolate and sighed contently as dustin sipped his coffee and continued working on the drawing.
The Weather Outside is Frightful
- rae set out two mugs for the hot chocolate, as though adding the second might make him appear.
Cuddles optional
Upon seeing the hot chocolate section of the menu and how large it is, bucky's eyes practically sparkle as he smiles widely.
The Musician's Writer [Chapter 2: Alone at Home]
He jotted down his ideas before taking a sip of his hot chocolate and glancing up, his eyes widening as he coughed his hot chocolate loudly. after his fit, he shook his head and looked back towards the entrance, his jaw dropping.
After the Slopes
Once the mugs of hot chocolate were empty however, and after they were set down on the nearby coffee table leaving three pairs of hands suddenly free and idle, that cosiness soon shifted in tone.
A Cup of Collet
"oh," collet said simply as she finished her hot chocolate in a smooth gulp, "well you don't remind me of pervy boys, so i guess you're ok too."
An Erotic Weekend, Part 1
Whistle nodded intently and lily proceeded to reach for the bowl of marshmallows, putting the fluffy orbs into the warm darkness of the hot chocolate.
A Healing Heart
They were both silent for a while, their cups of hot chocolate untouched. eventually, mike opened his eyes, trying to see through the veil of tears and fears, both unspilled.
The Cold
The hot chocolate slowly ran down his furred chest and shirt onto the tight fitting jeans giving him a rugged look, like he'd been working in the dirt.
Not Self-Made
The panther, both paws on her hot chocolate mug, stared at the carpet for a bit. the bat and the mouse ... were in bare foot-paws. it made them look cuter, somehow. their whole house (and their whole demeanor) was rustic, simple. cozy.
Solarix the Snowmage
I finished my hot chocolate, made sure the fire was low but still providing a little warmth, and went up to bed changing into a pair of favorite pajamas.
How It Goes - Part 7
Scott's mouthful of hot chocolate spurts over the table. tom looks taken aback. "i had some choice words for your father this morning." "it's nine o'clock," scott points out, looking at the watch over the sink.