Neighbors with Benefits
His tongue dragged over the mixed texture of smooth hoof, gritty dust, and even miniscule pebbles that were lodged in small crannies.
Lonely Oak Chapter 83
The wet and gritty crunch of the stones gave way to the thumps of wood as he stepped upon the ground-level porch. he paused, looking upon the entrance.
The Wound before the Warrior
'_ _ _ **_ _** **_the redemption of ridgewood - chapter one - the wound before the warrior_** _4 months earlier: january 7th 1985:_ _ _ "i just don't see the fucking point of taking such a long route," the rabbit said in his usual gritty
To that fine, fine music
But a stopover at the gritty, rundown tartarus station comes with its own reasons to reconsider. you gotta count a jaguar's spots somehow...
Jak & Daxter: Right Tool for the Job
Dax stroked fingertips down his lover's muzzle as the cart rolled to a stop atop the gritty concrete floor. "ya alright?" a brief moment of unguarded concern glinted in his eyes. the greenish ottsel half-coughed, half-laughed, then nodded.
Bets
Before i get into nitty-gritty details, i suppose i should describe my self. i'm a tall, thin, quite intelligent, far from athletic, mostly black wolf. and, at the moment, naked. we both were.
Goodbye, kitties.
Finally, he feels the gritty, hot sole of the mouse's pink foot press down against him, holding him in place and smearing him in sweat and musk.
Lurking in the Mud - Turn the Tables
Pulling it out of his pocket made him wince, the fabric of his jeans was sodden and the mud had a slimy, gritty texture that rubbed his fur the wrong way.
In the Warm, Dark Cave
It was like i needed his wide, gritty tongue in my mouth, flicking up against mine. the moments where his body broke contact with me to remove some article of clothing were interminable.
The Price for Tail
The panther, jax, gave a slow smile that showed a glint of those vicious, gritty fangs. when he stalked forward, the black leather pants he donned stretched over the muscles of his thighs, shirt already discarded to reveal abs along the core.
The Poor Eevee
Pink paws landed roughly on his aching pair as she considered which of the two deserved to survive and which deserved to be reduced to a gritty paste.
Gangster Unicorns (pt 2)
Fuck, his legs were all gritty with dirt, and the inside of his shorts were all slimy and generally gross, and it was all going to feel so much worse in the morning.