Lykos Redemption Act III Ch. 4
Nemesis spoke, in sibilant whispers. she sounded so much like a snake. "i take no responsibility for his actions, mel. it is only he that possesses that right.
[p] Trouble in the Temple pt 1: A Bitter Rivalry
sibilant laughter from the corner of the room. phrena turned to glare at her old rival. "arceus's wheels," hyssa chuckled, "you're honestly saying that you're going to impregnate her as your reward? twice? the arrogance of some pokemon!"
A Dream Come Home
Even in his tired daze, he knew well enough to predict the confident, sibilant purr that immediately followed the apparition of the snake : -- s~s~surpriiiiiise~ what came next was hardly a surprise, although shawn was far too
A Drop to Damnation 1
"karra, it's me," the softly sibilant voice of her friend and coworker reaches past the door. "greg says you're out of the pokey. i thought i'd see how you are." she sighs as she knocks the back of her head against the door.
At His Whim
Those headphones...that beat, that off-rhythm beat that's different in each ear...and his murmuring words beneath it, tangled coils of repetition hidden beneath sibilant esses and susurrating syllables that tug at me this way and that with tangled coils of
Tanuki Troubles
"so close, so close, so close," she whispered over and over, the sibilant murmur just loud enough to be heard over the sloppy sounds of wet, engorged pussy lips against jackhammer vibrations. she took a very loud breath. "yes!"
Dreamweaver II
A cold breeze blew in through the patially opened window, its sibilant breath ruffled the curtains.
Jake's Big Day
That simple beat shrunk into an almost sibilant hiss, like the vacant sound of a silent tv that sinks into the back of your ears. he opened his eyes and saw the pebbled rooftop of a bank.
From Both Ends
The bar was quiet except for that popping as well as the sibilant sucking sounds of a ferret's lips struggling to fit around a meaty cock.
Dalliances of a Dragon Sage, Chapter One
._" she could hear her psi-mistress's sibilant voice in her mind, rippling echoes of sensual suggestion and impression that broke down all barriers, all limits, and _lovingly_ moulded celes' mental energies to _her_ will.
Ensnared by the Sorceress
Warm, scaled skin presses up against her back, and a sibilant voice whispers. "you've made yourself a lot of enemies, estrasa. and your guard dog is most unobservant. now... sleep, and enjoy oblivion." "a... an assassin...?"
All The Best Efforts
"johnson's on me like a tick - " lacey whispered, then flinched, almost as if his sibilant voice was shouted from a megaphone. with a weak chuckle, the woman smiled a laid a hand lightly on lacey's forearm in a comforting gesture. "descriptive - me?