Chapter 7
Clutching her dark blue shawl tight to her breasts, she marched at kel, pointing a finger at him. "you will not - i repeat: you will _not_ confront keeno about this! you will let yzlo and hye deal with their son! are we clear?"
Baby, It’s Cold Outside
He graciously offered her a seat, taking her shawl and hanging it along with his coat before preparing them both a drink. she accepted with the expected politeness, taking a small sip.
Chapter 62: Tribute
She pulled the hood on her shawl tighter around her face and felt lianh's comforting paw rub her shoulder. "are you alright?" lianh whispered to her. seleste nodded before she remembered that it was too dark for him to see her.
Chapter 1
He wished he could glimpse her breasts, but even through her gray shawl, he could tell that they were high and firm. high and firm after birthing that pup beside her!
A beautiful dream
To stop the wrong idea, he had made sure to cover his shoulders with a surprisingly simple shawl, something that wouldn't draw focus from his dress.
Chapter 7: What's Eating Kilyan
He leaned back on his paws with his legs bent and open, watching her tits as they swung behind her shawl, watching her mane fall forward as she licked her lips and leaned toward his erection.
Chapter 6: Come Back To Me
Kira eventually struggled so hard that her shawl fell free of her breasts. they both fell still as her pearly white breasts stood silhouetted in the gloomy hut.
Forbidden Lust
Near the end of the crevice he could see that one cave was covered in a shawl, not being a large cave it was easy enough to do.
Where Snow Never Melts: Willowveil
Only a tattered cape, a linen shawl wrapped around her neck, and her crude loincloth. _i'll buy her something upon return,_ magnus promised to himself as he rotated the rusted key in its socket.
December Patreon Sketches
As if able to read her thoughts, the dragonkin held her arms up to the sky between the trees - which in turn drew her shawl away from those sleek, pert breasts, lifting up a bit with her arms.
Chapter 43: Baby
Her tail clung to the shape of her hip, and one small, pretty paw held her shawl closed as the other lifted the bird to a twilight sky.
That Night prt2: The Morning After
I let my shawl drop to reveal my naked form. xander, being gay showed no interest. i walked back to my room and got dressed in shorts and a tank top. on my dresser there was a note: _miky,_ _i remember last night too. you were amazing.