Emerald Secrets: Prologue
A smirk grew upon his brother's snout, one that got right under cordenth's scales and made them itch. "yes, well i was _getting_ to it before you decided to poke in your snout." he preformed the symbol for control water spell.
Lab Work
He pushed his snout tip against it, nuzzling her netherlips this way and then that before running his tongue over them directly. d: rrft...
The Rogue's Drake
Noticing the movement, the dragon approached his snout. he eagerly cleaned her with broad strokes of tongue. "there is no stronger bond than mating," arys whispered, stroking his snout.
The Persistent Dragon Comes Clean
The dragon lowered her snout to her keeper's crotch and began to poke and prod at the erection in front of her snout. "i like being able to feel it, to lick it, to taste it..." she felt a hand placed softly on her forehead.
Draconic Duty
He looked down at the dragoness, taking no heed of the snout in the fringe of his vision. idra smiled and opened her own snout and then went in, taking his cock in her muzzle. "oh, oh!" evrol moaned, sound much less of a man than before.
Nest Mates (by Cheetahs)
She insisted on his snout for a couple more licks, then slowly descended along his neck.
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 16
Oh he wrinkled his snout for a moment before she leaned down and kissed him once more.
Claiming a wyverness
"it received plenty of affection already," one paw latched over the tip of his snout while the other pushed against his chest, both of them seeing him farther away from that well of intoxicating scents. "leave some for the paws, wet snout."
A Shark's Lover
He'd dipped two digits inside the furry pouch, drenching them in his musky, acrid fluids that now smeared onto her snout. elly's head spun, knees wobbling. she did moan now, head foggy from that scent and the sweet pleasure of having her snout touched.
Bestial Boutique - Part 1
The snake's snout, of course!
Midnight in the Barn
"i'm kissing her, kind of," the kangaroo said between smooches on her snout. "not like _you_ were, but i think we're getting along, aren't we, hon?" merci neighed for rufus and pushed her snout into his. she snuffled him deeply and he snuffled back.
Political Negotiations
Her snout felt just as lovely as any hen wrapped around his spire as those ridges rubbed against her lower lips.