Chapter 19: Where Dragons Wait
“that’s… poetic.” roran tilted his head. “he’s like that.” the word’s lingered within, curling in his chest like warmth from a long-cold hearth. he didn’t know what to do with that kind of promise. not yet. maybe not ever.
Flight of the Pegasus-Chapter 11
I giggled and layed my head against him, "you seem to be poetic today." louis giggled, "might as well be poetic." i asked him, "louis....all those things you've said the other day, are they all true? did you really love me?"
Sub & Dom
Lately, i've been enamored with a poetic form known as etheree.
The Elves of Perfection Pt 2
The poetical human crossed his legs, took up pen in my left hand, and started composing.
Zweihander - Part 1
"that was almost poetic. you are so rarely sweet with words." gareth felt his face flush with warmth. "anyway, it is difficult," naya continued. "you cannot help but be disheartening with karak's curse upon you. your malaise is draining.
Finding His Form
"connor, i doubt you're in any state to appreciate the poetic justice, but you finally got to fuck an actual bitch."
For Me It Was Tuesday
"you're so cute when you wax poetic, james.i'd never have expected this from you a few months ago." his own hand dug into the fur over his heart. "it's really sweet." "i'd never have expected to have a boyfriend a few months ago," i whispered.
The Simple Things. Chapter Three.
He turned his head to the side, and to put it poetically, we sucked face. disproving my previous notion, putting it to shame. not like i was complaining now.
Miraculous: De Vil May Care Pt 3
And there's something about poetic justice that's so... poetic." "well...he did say he'll follow you to your place and burn it and you to the ground..." cat noir said as he flops in. "well, what if i led her to her own place?"
Figments of My Reality (Poetry)
It's more of a free-write that i put into a slightly poetic form, but yeah. figments of my reality a sea of broken traffic lights, the lone flag in the distance, the slowly setting sun: all figments of my reality.
Sweetie's Lesson
Rarity let out a hearty chuckle, "how poetic." sweetie was still lapping at her sister's butt and was suddenly pulled forward, her tongue digging deeper, "stop grazing and actually eat it!"
DD's pornstar life: Prolouge
If i were a poetic man, i'd say they look like eyes you could swim in. being that i'm more of a realist, i saw them more as a liability for facial scenes.