Of Void: Chapter 8
They let their fur colour and warpaint upon the ears dictate much of their identity on the field of battle rather than flags or even their armour." mitsuhiro glared at sota. “watch your tongue, boy. they're a pack self-righteous monsters.
Awakening - Part 8
He didn't bother with any warpaint nonsense, just returned jaxx's stare as he let one finger-pad slowly circle his ring.
Worshipping the Wolf 3
Many wore warpaint of bright blue while the ones charging the gate wore uniforms of the deepest black. there was pure chaos as michael watched as a black armored pig climbed onto the ramparts.
Chapter 9 "Complications"
Two warpainted men, both muscly bear and a tiger, had their privates hanging without shame, ethan turning red and looking away, yelling them to put on some clothes. they didn't clearly know what that meant...
Where Kitsune Wait (Chapter 10)
Those icy brown eyes, surrounded by stark white fur that's all too similar to warpaint, show me nothing. not even during a nasty sweep she suddenly spins into, her staff going for my legs, only to ruffle the edge of my retreating clothes.
On the Fly
The smirks they traded weren't just for the sights, ivan's face streaked with cum like warpaint, or shiga's chest white as a yeti. the porcupine squeezed; ivan reciprocated, act and message.
Challenge the Warmachine Chapter 3: Fury of Drake
Hank commented, applying a bit of warpaint on his face and arms as they arrived, then adjusted his tribal garb a little to make sure it fit properly. eagle eye looked over to hank. "you _still_wear your old tribal stuff?
Heroes Wanted! [Commission]
Spunk was pumped up with every thrust, and soon enough little white rivulets were running along the hard coppery belly of the reptilian female, her hands moving lazily as she slathered the warm white goo over her chest as if she were marking herself with warpaint
Silent Flame
Orcs poured out from behind the rocks, one after another charging down on us, spears and clubs raised, faces covered with fresh warpaint. _fuck!_ i looked up to see another spear flying right at my face.
Cervine Corruptions
The warpaint. eoin blinked as he turned back the way he came. the bull? no. he hasn't had any. if that stuff could cure petrification, then… couldn't it help rhom?
The Great (Nerf) War of Plaisir: Act 3 + Epilogue
Better illuminated now, it seemed as if the dirt across her skin had been applied intentionally, the grime applied like warpaint.
Velen's choices
Replied the young bull, his face still adorned with warpaint as he left the hut bestowed to velen and his kind. and in a sigh, velen lifted himself from kneeling to standing on his hooves, leaving behind the familiar toy in a loud _schlurp.