How to train your wife (and your dragon)
The viking groaned as his friend happily nuzzled his sack, letting it rest above his nares and huffing wildly and openly. "come onnnnn..."
Timid Gryphons II
_ even as she tasted, drank, and _ **snuffed** _ the human's essence up into her nares, drilling the scent of **_mistress_** into her brain as her own sex clenched in sympathy.
Game Night
The firehose blast of piss filled my world and stank in my nares and flooded my gut--it only took a few seconds before i was _full_, and not much longer till my belly started to bloat out in front of me, like i'd swallowed a soccer ball.
Rising Anew-Chapter 2, part 2-
"naree, don't worry. this is a gift, i think." he stated cheerfully. "purrma said something about reading something only tiger eyes could see..." he looked over and saw the purple envelope laying where he had been asleep.
[QC-21] The Back End of the Snake
The very moment he felt himself being released from the daydream, he got another powerful whiff of the strong musk - a scent that should never have left his nares - that once again drove his member to swell to full girth.
Happy Unbirthday 1 of 2
The thick, moist scent was so strong it was clogging up his nares, he could feel the hot moistness hanging in the air. it was an intoxicating scent that stole his attention from the glorious lion show he was watching.
The Cohen Icosahedron, Ch 26
The strange 'snrrk' sound that emerged from the holruk almost sounded like he got a bug stuck in his nares while flying. it turned into a laugh. "true."
Mating Rites
Their eyes met as she looked up and her beak parted even as she sucked in air through the slits of nares in her beak, words failing her as the slightly larger raptor snorted and chuffed, posing for her.
Force
The scent of cold exhaust and old oil assualted her nares as she approached her vibrantly red car, nearly the same shade as the gryphoness' fur. she paused for a moment, hearing the echos of her footsepts off the dank concrete walls. 'ugh.
Chapter six – Lost
And it will became even more, because nare darks did not want to risk that kass could free the creature somehow.
Essence of Flight
A deep breath flows into my lungs, hissing through my nares as i stroke sharp talons down my chest, just teasing the feathers into place, another hand habitually going through my crest, lending itself to that air swept look, not that flying doesn't do
No toys in my sack
He pressed his nares to her nethers and sniffed again, finding a hint of maleness trapped in her baggy pants along the urge to be bred to immobility.