Pokemon MD: Mirrors of Fate - Prologue
I chuckle lightly and close my eyes, letting my arm fall to my side again against the cool grass, covered in morning dew still. this was really realistic for a dream...
Darnlake Botany-R 02
The dew drops were stickier than sap but as thin as water, any movement i made immediately pulled harshly at my fur. the only good thing was the realization that the more time that passed, the less i worried about the thing hurting me.
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 39
Ander felt like he didn't deserve to be so close to such a creature, so close he could actually feel its breath on his face, see the miniature rainbows inside the dew hanging from its antlers.
A shocking experience
Tightening the bindings around her wrists, he steps out of the bush, drops of morning dew still covering his face. "_e-enjoying? _g-get off me!"
Rampardos
I notice too late that the evening dew has already fallen, making my boxers considerably less comfortable. not that they were comfortable to start with. "dos?" i have no answer. what could i say that could explain this all to you?
Green Club 01 (Seacrest Preview)
There were three delivery pizza boxes on the coffee table; one open and half-eaten, along with a ripped open box of mountain dews and a stack of paper plates.
Josh & Renamon. Chapter One. Impossibilities Are Plausible.
Through the mental fog i somehow noticed that she was shivering from the dew that was laying itself in sheets outside on the grass. "umm" i gulped "would you like to come inside?" her eyes lit up like sapphires as she was thrilled by my offer. "yes!
Club, Sunrise
And at some time, there was dew point, 'cuz the grass is all wet and smells like, well grass i guess."
Kittyslut Tribe | Part One
It was a crater at the top of the mountain, a sunken bowl of grass perpetually slick with alpine dew.
Adventures in Altomare Part 2
A new soul dew now rested in the fountain in the garden, shimmering golden and red, the result of our love.
A Little Bit of Sauce
dew: ah... that was a great one. jean: heh, yeah. passion: it was a pleasure to help~ dew: thanks for your service, dude. jean: gotta say... your milk tastes pretty nice. dew: heh. never had blueberries before, right?
Luster’s Luxuriously Lustful Morning (An MLP Incandesca Story, posted with permission)
Luster didn't need a mirror to guess what she probably looked like after an hour-long session of brutal throatswabbing, followed by nine hours of sleep under dew-soaked balls.