Getting Off on the Right Foot
Despite his dripping clothes, the room was nicely heated, and he felt no chill. "well, what does it look like to you?" retorted the coyote in a parental sort of way. "c'mon, malcolm. don't give me more reasons to suspect your level of intelligence.
Pictures In The Snow ( A DitD Christmas Story - A Writer's Portrait )
The grass was brown and the trees had lost their leaves, but there was certainly no chill in the air. no snow, no peace. no peace, no pictures painted with words. nothing felt like christmas, lately. "you alright?" the writer shrugged. "i'll be fine."
The Demon's Lair
It felt tingly, yet there was no chilling feeling with it. it was a full, satisfying feeling that made me groan like an ox. "whoa! that's great! oh fuck yeah! hah! it's so good, mardo! mmmmmm..." i bit my lip and tried to keep still.
09b - The Song of the Armbruster's Wolf - Part 2
Even naked in the snow, there was no chill. temple dog blood ran hot, and the young man realized it ran through him. noboru pushed back. "again. we train again." he pushed back further, letting his hug of the human go.