In the Warm, Dark Cave (chapter 2)
The khajiit's hot, wet breath plumed violently across my snout. "i am not sick," the old guard growled authoritatively. "i say this, but still you try to cure me. and for what?
Insatiable Hunger [CM]
Then, with a plume of his vapors into the hole, a deep rumbling thrummed beneath their paws as he spoke, "i'll make this simple.
Feline Gaze
This makes the dragon growl out softly, his breath coming out in long plumes of smoke, tiny flames glowing orange inside his maw and nostrils. "getting ideas, little one?" he asks, his voice deeper and more dominant.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 185
plumes of misty vapour poured from his nostrils in thick clouds, catching the greyish light of the morning. he stepped forward, out of the glare, and mateo's mouth nearly dropped open.
Possum Prison Pussy - Part 1
That's something he actually knew how to do, but a thick plume of cuban smoke was forced down his throat as magnus let out his long drag into his opossum bitch.
Hard as Stone
Again smoke rose in thick plumes and fire flashed across their scaled faces, brighter and hotter than before.
Endgame
He could feel the banded dun scales of its sinewy chest against his back before the creature's nostrils flared and it breathed an anemic plume of smoke down into the hero's face.
In a Sympathetic World
Until like a wilting flower it fades away, like plumes of smoke being whisped out of existance by the cruel winds of change. i was lucky enough to find love and cherish it, finding it right under my nose. lucas is what they called him.
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Stroking the turkey's busy one and the leather of his sleeve now politely but firmly pushed him back as he sank softly to his knees instead "aww merle, y're too good to me," the turkey grinned, his now-free hand taking the pipe as another tall plume
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 3
Rufio puffed up his cheeks and blew out a thick plume of smoke in response, rolling his eyes yet again. "those lonin boys have been -" the vixen called bethany suddenly appeared in the doorway.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 79
And rising up above the trees, so very far away, was a thick plume of grey smoke, pushing its way into the blue. everyone had stopped to look, and although nobody could put it into words, they could all feel it.
Turning Red: A Process
My back arched up as i groaned out and squirmed on the floor, while thicker plumes of black-striped fur grew out from my spine.