Ch 5 - Warrior, Sailor, Scholar, Thief

[ach, he is barely more than a kit. am i making a fool of myself?] there was a long silence while samuel used the excuse of sipping tea to keep from speaking. then he took a deep breath and broke the silence.

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Ch 6 - Love Acknowledged

Delighted with the idea, she promptly acquiesced - he got his car from the hospital garage and took her out to where the city's lights were just barely discernable in the distance. the evening was clear and cool.

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Ch 10 - Dancing, Dating, Dining, Drinking, Yiffing

The waist, instead of buttoning above his tail behind, came up just under the white fluff, clinging tightly, just barely covering the bunny's tailhole. his white belt was wide enough that it could have been a cummerbund.

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Ch 7 - Love or Confusion? How do you tell?

-= Complete and Total Disclaimer of all Responsibility for what YOU do =- If you aren't mentally mature enough to read about various forms of sex, then go away. I don't care what your physical age is, if you're too repressed/undeveloped to be reading...

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Ch 11 - Gordon & Fernella

His paw flashed out - his claws ripped past the boar's face, barely missing, but catching one ear and shredding it.

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Nom Nom's Secret

That made him antsy the whole way there, barely able to contain himself. ”nom nom!” grizz exclaimed when he found the koala waiting for him in the large open area beyond the house’s front doors. ”grizz.

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M/M - Cat in the Wall - 1

He barely had enough leverage to lift his head. "what the fuck?! what the fuuuuckkkkk?! helppp!!" "oh boy! you're finally awake!" a chirpy, but digitally altered voice comes through the monitor. "don't you know it's rude to keep your host waiting?"

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Faith- rough draft(bare with me)

The monk felt a warm cloth fall onto his bare body and him being lifted from the bed and carried out of the room.

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Dawn Falling: III

Figures moved all about him in the dying light, shapes barely recognisable from the shadowed mass of night, leaving him with a foreboding sense of dread that squatted in his gut.

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