Otter's Daily Life- The Secret Ingredient
"the one i finished is austin, the bitter one was kaya's because of all that coffee you drink, hon." claimed fawks. austin grinned. "nope, i'm the bitter one, i love coffee and beer." fawks folded his ears and looked at kaya.
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 12: Interlocking
"so, you've never had bitter tea. i reckon you've never had bitter coffee too." "nope i don't like bitter things." "but you seem to like saying bitter things." kevin stared at him, then sighed exaggeratedly and slumped. "come on! you wound me!"
Miami Iced Tea
The entire time he was taking quick trips back into the computer room to take a small sip of the tea, soon it didn't even seem that bitter to him anymore.
Missing trunks, Self discovery.
For team bitter-teeth it was seth, a skunk, and a rabbit working together. their plan was to offset seth's less acute reflexes with the rabbit's speed and better catching abilities.
The Shadow Chemist 3
"congrats, fox," kaida murmured bitterly, finishing the last of her work. "you're now the newest complication in my life." she sighed, glancing around the desolate landscape as she gathered her supplies.
depression and pain
Emotional exhaustion, spite and bitterness even though i do truly mean to say that all i want to say is that i am sorry frost borealis and any i did offend for what i have done...
Fun at Windfeather Ranch
The taste is sour and bitter all at once, a gunky flavor crossing the rat's tongue as he breathes raggedly.
Repaying the Trucker (Trucker Servicing II)
His bitter taste lingered on your tongue. "by the way, ya can keep those there." he pointed at his damp underwear in your paws. "consider it a present. i knew ya liked 'em!" _holy fuck._
The Second Slave
The canine had a strong musk to it, a bitter heavy scent that seemed to only get stronger the deeper his tongue would reach.
Chapter 17 Can't Be Tamed
Daphne swallowed bitterly. "you and edward will pay for your crime, and this is how you will pay." the king smirked. "perhaps i will have edward watch the next time." daphne shivered, trying desperately, bitterly to hold back tears.
Locker Room Story 10: Fuck the Cheerleader
The taste wasn't any better; he'd been hoping for something hot and salty, and instead, he got bitter. bitter! if he wanted that, he would have gone to the janitor back at his college and poured dark chocolate on his feet.
Happy Easter!
He moaned, being stretched far wider by this vine than by the last one, enjoying the feeling as it slid in and out, lubricated by the bitter fluid.