The Neighborhood Sex Club: Chapter 10
Looking towards the kitchen, the lion could smell the aroma of food being cooked; more than likely pasta with chicken.
The Cistern: Part 3
Shyly, almost against his will the smaller rat let his tongue curl out and picked up a piece of pasta. it was dry and hard, uncooked and tasted amazing!
My Perfect Girl
pasta, i always got the pasta, it wasn't my favorite meal, but it was a food that you could eat and still hold a conversation.
Friendly Encounter: new things are fun things
He glanced between the gap in the seat to see max begin stirring the pasta again and he made his way up the stairs stealthly. ty sat on the top step, out of the kitchens view and rested his head on his paw.
Sergal Tails 8
That dream was broken when raganzi pointed at a hyena coming out of one of the boathouses with a plate of pasta, "that is him. hey, farline!"
(tba) Section 2: Free: Chapter 5
We dove headfirst into this amazing pasta in a race to see who could win. i finished first, but i didn't know what the true victory was. was it finishing first, or was it getting all that delicious pasta down my stomach?
Random Wolf
You like pasta? i make some pretty bitchin' pasta..." i blushed. god i wanted to say yes. fuck it. i kissed his cheek...he grinned. "sorry i'm not good at saying yes." "then i guess it's a good thing i didn't ask earlier.
001 - 14/02/Forever
Floorboards creaking as you tiptoe on them a finger stroking the fur of the back of your hands up and down the sensation that lingers even after the hand has been removed catching the alcohol scent on your breath the blast of sauce on the makeshift pasta
Chapter 1
Floorboards creaking as you tiptoe on them a finger stroking the fur of the back of your hands up and down the sensation that lingers even after the hand has been removed catching the alcohol scent on your breath the blast of sauce on the makeshift pasta
My First Time, My First Love Ch. 4
"well, i have some pasta that i made last night that i could share with you. do you want some of that?" "sure, sure. thank you." "no problem." he stuck the pasta in the microwave and started heating it up as he turned on the television.
Babysitting: Night one, The shower incident.
Ozzy said, already sounding aggravated as he pulled pasta chunks from his fur. again he tried to get bear to eat, with almost the same response.
No Words Necessary
All the makings of a romantic dinner for two were evident: veal, alfredo pasta, salad, red wine & chocolate cake for dessert. all cooked with his own two hands, boy was she ever lucky.