Change of Pace
Astalia spends extra time meading the lube into her large breasts and her round buttocks as sara starts to go mad with excitement. astalia decides to stop teasing her crazed lover and begins to work her muzzle into sara's cunt.
Winters' Thaw
"mead." came the clipped reply. "anything else? some food?" "no. mead." the voice gruff. "you sound familiar, have we met?"
Sabre of Fox - prolouge
About the influence of meads and lasses on the moods. about a visit of a vulpine to the manor of wulfchines. oh, my noble friends, i will serve you with a story about kitsunwit and his exploits.
Keema's Adventure: Vilkas
She entered the mead hall and was greeted by two people fighting, one dark elf and one nord. "those two at it again?"
The Northlands, Chapter II: Revelations
Fenrir, having downed the mug of ale while the old wolf was speaking, looked up, "if we do that, could we have some mead?" thrashbarg slapped his own face. "...yes, you can have some bloody mead!" "alright then! lead the way!"
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part9: Wolf of the Past
"two mugs of mead for the tasty wolf and his companion. that will be four gold." i was sure she wanted to say tasty mead, not tasty wolf. she realized it herself and her cheeks flushed even brighter.
Anthwa
"where's all the endless mead and gods getting fucked in the sky?" ghenna tilted her head, rolling the refined parchment and placing it one of her leather satchels.
A Servant's Heart, Chapter 2
I think the master even slipped a bottle of mead into the cold box when i wasn't looking." "mead, you say? well, then i'm all yours, my dear. my shift is up at sunset, how about i visit then?" "that would do just fine."
Thief's Map
Johnathan gave a low chuckle and went back to pouring the mead down his throat. there was a moment of partial silence. the soft songs of the owls harmonised with a nightingale's melody. the grey linen of the sky darkened the silver sickle.
Love Without Boundaries - Chapter Two -
Never, ever, feed a cervid honey mead..." “honey mead?" daniel blinked, even more confused. glancing at the snickering vixen, the elk snorted and flicked a glance at her, before he looked back at daniel.
The Alchemist's Assistant.
Darrius sighed inwardly and finished off his stew and mead in silence, setting the goblet down on the table. "how did you get mead all the way out here, and how did you get it so cold?"
Dual Fittings
After finally sitting down, ilorek leaned back in his chair and reached out for his beer - a thick and flavorful mead - to raise his glass. "to friends." he declared with a gentle smile. "to friends."