The Dark City: Unexpected Intimacy
The scratching continues, but more furiously this time. something knows you're here. the scratching turns into banging, the claws have ripped through the door.
Cat-and-Mouse
Kera growls as she hears that, squeezing the mouse, her claws extending, sharp nails scratching the surface. but a moment later, she pulls her mouth free, her claws retracting, shaking her head. "n... no, sorry. how about this..."
The Alchemist Feline and the Fae Deal
Over and through the darkened forest trotted along a black furred feline in black dress and steeple hat. Blue fire floating just above her lit the way. She stepped and climbed over roots gnarled and made gigantic by fae magic, her tail swishing from...
Vijaya's Pet - Meeting the Mastermind
"there is, however, something to admire in you," he says, the toe scratching along her underbelly.
Kret vs Izon
Izon's fingers curl, scratching at kret's scales on the top of her head. "you need tender care, don't you, kret?" "d... don't call me that!" the sorceress demands.
02: That Music and Concert
At the same time vinyl scratch and starshadow whipped off their cloaks, revealing their bodies.
Reset Renewal: Who Wants to Live Forever?
It was a stupid name, barely a change, but she had given it to me. That made it special, and is probably why I clung to it for so long. Let me introduce myself formally. I am Luca Munin, familiar of the infamous Lady Rya. And this is still her...
Nobility of Femininity
I kept my claws on her shoulder, scratching at her as i leaned in to bite at her neck, my massive beak nearly big enough to swallow her head. after a gentle squeeze, i pulled back a bit to only nibble at her a bit under the chin.
How I Came to America
Steven was a rambunctious ten year old loaded with curiosity. The young cheetah would dart all over the heavily treed Castle Bay trailer park. At first the misnomer of the trailer park had been disappointing to Steven but, as he'd run all over the park...
27: Investigation
On the cover of the disc case was vinyl scratch, who had a stallion's cock in one hoof while she licked at the rod that octavia had just glimpsed before.
Blowing the Game
Anais wasn't afraid of the spotlight. She wasn't perturbed by standing in front of a crowd and performing; she **lived** for the chance to take a step toward the batter's box and hurl a ball, and with every satisfying **_paf_** of the ball landing in...
Interlude: That After-party
Vinyl scratch whispered under her breath. "you better enjoy big mac and tell me about all of it the next time i see you."