Fucking Her Father
The burned umber dragoness, a striking orange-red, hopped from one hind paw to the other in the doorway.
Ch. 26
When he’s anticipating something bad, umber.” i began to give her other examples, of the colors of his thoughts, of the times he'd described the colors in mine.
Flush a Fuck Ch. 1
Was having trouble hiding his obvious erection "umm y-y-yes that is heating you feel i think i don't know what you feel i-i-i'm not sure what you feel that is with that nice ass of yours" the poor dog managed it all in a squeak as he slowly turned a dark umber
A Little Wager
His tail was tipped with a dark umber tuft of fur that puffed out slightly despite his best efforts. the weasel had a marginally denser build than his friend and angular features.
Pirated
The dark umber liquor a heavily oaked whisky. the potent drink dribbled over his cock, balls, and mist, soaking into her fur quickly along with his hot musky pre. "heh how about something else te wet yer whistle sunshine?"
The Cask of Armadillo
Fortunato, a salerno breed of nearly ebony shade in his umber coat, was a tall stallion with a fine black mane of the finest body tone and renowned to have a length of flesh of equally handsome appearance.
Plummet
His legs grow limper still, different parts of his body either limp and umber or tense and on metaphorical fire. this is like being caught between two afterlives; each one clawing at his very soul.
My Little Delirium - Chapter 2
The doctor poked and prodded her an umber of times, took her pulse and blood pressure, looked in her mouth, eyes and ears, took her temperature and heart rate, listened to her chest, all the while taking down notes on a clipboard that he levitated beside him
Room Service
It had a cosy colour scheme made up of warm browns, lighter coffee colours and a few umber throw pillows. a box of expensive, belgian treats sat on a desk opposite the king-sized bed.
Wrong Bride, Right Groom - The Emperor's New Groove
His large umber orbs scanning the floor for anyone of potential interest.
A Doughy Pup for Lunch
He was a german shepherd, with umber and russet fur alike cresting over his pudge in sweeping, fluffy hills.
a little problem
"i won't, i won't," assures ambrose, letting his human disguise drop; his flesh shifts from deep human umber to faery evergreen and his ears take on a decidedly ethereal point.