Cupidity 2: Cupid Harder
Sitting up, he rolled the weasel onto his side, then lay down behind him, pressing their bodies together.
2:11 The Beast Within
A weasel looked out, his eyes wandering up from jenna's slender, exposed legs, past her skirt, to her chest where they hovered for a moment, before finally making contact with her eyes. "y-yes?" the weasel stammered. "hi!"
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 34: Dull Glints of Light
So, the weasel wanted to play that game, huh? "entertain me, if you so please." the weasel clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. octo did not allow his displeasure to be known; he only showed a bored look on his face.
Blessed Spirits Ch 2
Out of the center emerged another scythe weasel, howling to the sky. yoko didn't bother turning her head around. she groaned through the pain while focusing on crawling away. the weasel stepped out of the green portal.
Offsite
He looked back at the weasel, planning to give his best last ditch effort to win his freedom when the weasel spoke over him. "gag him first, he's a begger, it's getting annoying."
Liquid Assets
He snatched the weasel in his overwhelming paws and dragged him down to the tiled floor. he wrestled briefly with the weasel, who struggled and thrashed despite being so outmatched by a muscular predator.
Sacrifices
Satisfied, the weasel opened up to the severe winter outside.
Johnny Bear's First Car
"beautiful upholstery too", ben weasel added...actually the upholstery was somewhat fair. "get a tag, buzz", sammy said to ben weasel, then said to johnny bear, "let's go for a test ride".
Do You Still Love Me 9
On instinct, the weasel raised his arms and wrapped them around the weasel as well. both were wrapped in a tight hug, pulling each other close and saying nothing. travis finally broke the silence when the hug was over.
Raptor Den: Chapter 2
Pausing next to the red and black painted post box the weasel-bun rubbed his muzzle and glanced up and down the street.
Extra Credit
The weasel tried as hard as he could to maintain his downward force. it took only a few seconds before the boy overcame his strength. the weasel shivered as the breeze of the ac washed over his little body. "aw...are you cold, little guy?"
Shady Impressions: Shady Impressions: Of Mouthiness, Monologues and Mountains #5
The gray weasel pulled out a scimitar from the sword sheath slung across his back and walked a few paces towards russo.