H.S.T Sophomore Year Ch 11
Eyes closed and licking his black lips, corbyn stroked over his chest as blue furred and white tipped tails fluffed around his shoulder and waist, wagging as if they were as satisfied as he was.
Barn Night
Thomas' feathers fluffed again, requiring him to shake and flatten himself down, "oh, well thank you." gloria smiled, thomas' flustered expression causing pleasant warmth to spread throughout her body.
Deer up!
Shaking his head a little, he grabbed the towel again, and dried his top half off, the white bib of his chestfur fluffing out as it refused to let go of all the water clogging it up.
Lonely Oak Chapter 45
He was facing her, his nose half-buried in the camping pillow, as he'd fluffed it up to one side. his breathing was smooth and somnolent, a self-hypnotizing rythm that matched the rush of the ocean.
Another Successful Mission
He turned and fluffed the pillow, pushing it into the corner of the arm of the couch he currently called a bed.
Death Kiss 7
My blonde and black hair is fluffed up as my eyes are all wide and innocent, i look up at him. although my wolf's ears are still out, they twitch in anticipation as i wait for kyle to make his move.
A New Kind Of Trust: Chapter 2
He laughed as he saw the dogs brown tuft fluffing in the wind against the white t-shirt he wore. huffing and puffing, the shepherd came up to him, dropping his backpack unceremoniously on the ground.
The Elder Scrolls: Foxfall, Fruitfall - Vol. 2 of 4
He fluffed his copper tail, as if to dismiss a joke. "as for the fall, i'd fooled myself into being a bird." "and then you tried to fly?" "i flew quite well. at least, until my whiskers itched and i remembered i was a lilmothiit..."
High Impact [Sketch]
His tail curled down and tickled at his nose, then fluffed up once he pulled it free: cinnamon- and mocha-colored fur shimmered in the fluorescent lights overhead, lightly misted from underneath with the full-body sheen of sweat effused from his workout; he
Rouge's Coloseum 11
Blaze hisses, fluffing up her tail, curling back and away from the cunt, the string of fluid between the two visible to the observers. "oh, no, you don't!" surge snaps, pushing against the cat's skull and lifting her leg.
Lust
Swearing under her breath, she stormed from the room, feathers fluffed up against the abrupt chill. without her harem, the castle was larger, lonelier, than before.
Song of the Space Finch part 2 of 4
I fluffed my feathers, loosening my nubs slightly, bringing in more of the drives' noise. the drives sounded fine. i chirped happily. "i'll let the cap'n know we're able and ready to go." i jumped away, whistling for my flock as i went.