Occupational Hazard - Chapter 1
He started to unbuckle his helmet. “since i don't think this is my backyard." “what do you...oh..." she stopped when his face was exposed. “what...what are you." “simple, i'm human." he set his helmet and goggles on the ground.
The Sea and the Dragon
With a growl, steelhorn shook his head, rubbing the now-lukewarm helmet against those fuzzy, gray-haired buns, letting the old mage work his way. he pressed against them, minding his helmet's horns so he would not hit the soft skin.
Beneath The Mask
When his hands went to his helmet, the human’s breath caught in his throat. was he…? he watched in awe as grimm worked the jawbone of the helmet off carefully, detaching it and setting it on the ground nearby.
More Than A Monster - Chapters Fourteen and Fifteen
I put my other front paw down on the struggling man's head, pressing his helmeted face into the mud, the metal of his helmet cold and rough against my pawpad.
Situational Adjustment
She rapped a knuckle against the helmet. "the fans on this thing are so loud because the sound dampener is always on the fritz; the helmet fogs up easy and it gets hot after only a minute of wearing it."
Chapter 2: Fractures
T'soona's helmet flew off as she gasped for air. his own helmet hit the deck plating as he smiled and laughed. all he could do was kiss her deeply and hold it, savoring her flushed breath on his face. they parted quickly. not out of the woods yet.
City of Light Chapter 7: Bravery
He gestured to his clothes, shield, helmet, and sword. "best ta loose da helmet honestly lad...and da shield. it jus screams dragon somethin. figure ya just grab a cloak, and one of gus' shields.
Synne the Warrior
The jackal stepped free from the rubble, brushing dust from his armor with one paw as he settled his helmet onto his head.
noble six-1-spartans never die
She pulls her hand away, deep blue liquid seeps out, then light, there is a blue light, i can see... on the ground...a helmet...whose helmet is that? i have seen it so many times before...no... it's mine... it's my helmet.
A No Bull Team
Jimmy snorted and cried out as his nostrils flared, doubling in size as the helmet around his head started to crack.
Blaidd’s Love
“i…” a gulp, the helmet turning from blaidd to torrent’s barrel. “i swore.” he swore. and that was all that was needed as blaidd’s muzzle pressed against the cold helmet before blaidd returned to his position and sighed.
The Bureau: Chapter Five
Luca took her helmet off and picked an empty bunk. she set the helmet underneath and laid down on the bed. cadogan did the same, taking off his helmet, setting it under the bunk, and laying down.