RP Log: Hero and Villian, Puppy and Kitten 2
"it's pasta with olive oil and garlic!" yvette barks cheerily, tail wagging as she sets it in front of him. "part of the sandwich lunch apecial mister talis ordered for you."
Cherry: Chapter 17 - Spark of Passion
olive oil did not make a good lube, and we likely used a little too much, but neither of us cared. cherry and i needed to fulfill our carnal desire.
Kestrel Cake
"i put some olive oil in the water, before i boiled it. i don't know what it does. do you think it made a difference?" "i suppose." he continued eating. taking a sip from the glass of ice water that was beside his plate.
shane-the pit
A medium sized italian, whose olive complexion had turned the color of very old and crusty olive oil because of his many years on this earth, came to his side. "yes?" lucius pointed to shane and the female.
Beasts of Burden (Chapter 2)
Various bottles of different shapes and sizes were inside, guessing them to be various greek olive oils and pickles.
A Day in the Life
Chopping and dicing took no time, and after quickly sweating a few key vegetables in olive oil he had already had a good start on a sauce in particular. he was still nowhere near done, though.
Homefound
Vincent was a little surprised when the boy put things in the cart like olive oil and panko bread crumbs. he obviously had good taste. other than a few select desert items, the whole purchase seemed very nutritious.
Teaser Trailer
Sam responded with flattened ears confused, mark quick to follow with a flourish of his hands, pushing a carafe of olive oil towards her.
Of Wolves and Bondage
He slide off his boxers as he took up his former spot sitting cross-legged between the wolf's meaty white and grey thighs and reached over to the tray, grabbing two boar-bristle artist's brushes, dipping them in an open jar of olive oil.
The Experiment
The smell of the stuff determined that it was plain olive oil. the oil coated his skin as he slid around the glass, the spinning stopping after a few moments, and he sat there in the oil, dazed.
Stallion's Bout, part 1
One of them rose on a stool to pour olive oil on his neck from a large earthenware jar, balancing on his toes precariously as he handled the heavy container.
The Fox General: The Drylands
One fox who smelled of fish and olive oil exclaimed. "last time, i saw one of the savages smash their camel straight through a shack and came out on the other end with a she-cheetah in tow!" "oh, that's nothing!" these chimera were sick.