Sour Grapes
The ex-pat was indistinguishably above average: the build of a mildly-competitive cyclist, hair the color of someone with a ring on his finger, which he did. he began to take off his light grey suit coat, tossed it onto the stool next to him.
Damien and Alex
His ears twitched as he adjusted to the background noise of the traffic - buses and cyclists, cars and taxis.
Indigo Nights- Chapter 11: Paris
The red panda places the map back into his green backpack and rises from a park bench, allowing a panicked cyclist to pass by before walking up to them. "so, did you figure out your adaptation yet?"
01 - The Other World
He thought of how he lost his parents in a senseless car accident because the city counsel didn't care about pedestrian and cyclist's safety when they renewed the main roads in his home city. at least her parents made a difference. she glanced at him.
Recoil: Chapter 8, Impact
While i wasted my time dropping the gang members, the case as well as whoever had it squealed off in an armored suv, ramming cars and cyclists on its way into traffic. throwing the dial to torque, i lifted the faceplate for a few seconds.
Trick
He watched a few cyclists pass by on the road, thinking of a few close friends and how strange, how electric they made him feel. in fact, one was walking by on the sidewalk now, another freshman.
The Secret Admirer [PTRN]
Quads that already made cyclists jealous thickened even more, the muscle groups swollen with added beef that only kept being supplied to his sumptuous physique. his calves felt the love as well, growing larger than any machine could naturally make them.
A wolf in the frat - 10 - Reaping what you sow
Silent gasp and groans escaped charles lips as the bottom dropped his weight completely on him, his cock still somehow lodged inside the muscular ass of the cyclist.
Closer Together [COM]
Quads that would make a cyclist green with envy filled the legs with ease as they ballooned like they were connected to an air compressor.
Light and Dark Ch.1: The Bite
The hunter ducked into another alleyway as the cyclist rounded the corner, the street lamps illuminating the shadowy figure. the man ran but found that he encountered a dead end. "shit!" turning around he saw he was done for.
Public A-Chris-ist-Shins
The sound of the odd jogger or cyclist didn’t even break the calm: they passed in and out of the chill (in more than one way) bubble, blending into the rustling of leaves and the notes the wind hit in its absent adventure through the trees.
bobbie and James -01 --new school, new threats
He weaves down the hall navigating the press of between class furrs with the skill of a city cyclist during rush hour.