Br'er Rabbits
Veins like firehoses flexed and strained just beneath their velour-like skin, their glans flaring an angry, passionate crimson.
[p] The Harem and the Himbo, chapter 4
"good boy," she said, her voice rich velour, and she slammed in again as before, bumping right into that sweet spot, and the prince gasped and then broke into a wild inferno of effervescent bliss as he came, his cock sputtering and spurting all over serafina's
My Sword, My Clan 13 - His Destiny's Calling
A hall once fit for a king with red royal carpet and a resplendent gold seat of velour to survey his small kingdom with.
The Death of Prince Reynard: Chapter 3
The rooms were upholstered with dark red velour and folding screens decorated with erotic scenes created tasteful little nooks and crannies for intimacy.
Community Spirits
Placing his fingers on it, he could feel that the back was a soft fabric, like velvet or velour.
Mine and Yours Part 2
His freshly-brushed coat gleamed like black velour. "this young stallion is my personal favorite. while he is still a colt, he has shown the most promise by far." malphas said proudly. "i have named him hades." "ah. a hellraiser in the making."
Open Invitation (Pt 3 of The Woods)
The pants were almost shiny, in a different way than the shirt, an almost velour black. "hey, i know you. you gave me the invite. uh. " he didn't offer a hand, but he did start stroking my neck.
Property Pt 4
He had looks going for him as well; he was long maned, heavy-boned, and had a glossy coat like black velour; a truly marvelous animal.
The Chimeriad - Peryton - Volume 1
She didn't mind so much, since he had managed to throw three rings around a single wine bottle and won her a stuffed velour dragon the size of an eagle. she walked with it cuddled up in one arm, the other holding a smoothie that the pair shared.
The Elemental Portals Bk 3 Ch 4
It felt like velour under her fingers. she pinched one of his nipples playfully and stroked his tail with the other hand. gael loved the feel of her smooth, hairless skin under his rough, calloused hands.
Orchestrated
He walked headlong into its broad chest, forehead bouncing painfully off of a solid brass plate clad in a silk velour jacket. “oof!
Violet/Part-3
He lay there, not quite wanting to move and still wanting to be trapped under the velourous purple scales. then he tugged his shaking arms and legs and tail free and curled up.