The Apprentice's Calling
Like the spring bloom of a grove of bradford pear trees with the depth of salt and masculine heat and a reptilian, earthy musk.
Dirty Laundry. Chapter Twenty Six.
The salt and pepper furred wolves snapped their jaws, claws out as they went for reese’s throat. it happened so fast.
Fawn
It was hiding in a strange sheath and smelled like salt. he licked it and the 2-legger stopped moving. he licked it again, now hungry for the salt and something else that was sweetish.
Summer Job
I resumed eating my veggs- i would need the protein and the salt for the day ahead. so would dru. i ate the whole rest of my meal, trying not to notice how many others were looking his way.
Bonneville: Sex and Speed
This was salt, not tarmac, and while he was going fast, he wasn't going as fast as he could on tarmac. this was the downside, on the plus, there were ten miles of straight salt to stretch one's legs.
Into This World
Arabica, chicory, and... salt... the sugar had been replaced with salt.
Denver XII
"sea salt." "strong sea salt," replied erwin. "hmm... definitely a good quality, and sea salt is purely natural; very good for your body." he looked at the three. "have any of you cooked with it before?" "i have," replied gustav.
Shadowrun: The Changeling Escort Service, chapter 1
#7 of shadowrun: shadows of salt lake a shadowrun story about an undercover job at an "escort service" in salt lake.
Dragon In The Collapse.
I cut my burnt omelette into pieces, added some more salt and started on it. “didn’t think i was allowed to invite you.” “rude.” “mhm.” i checked the other messages.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 61
His eye fell on the salt and pepper shakers. the pepper was totally useless, but the salt... it smelled just like the powder james used to put on his stump back when it was still all gory and messy. was it the same stuff?
Shadowrun: Shadows of Salt Lake, part 4
#2 of shadowrun: shadows of salt lake the shadowrunners go into a strip joint. we get to see mike's honeyed tongue in action, franz's training in action, and silvara's technomancing! chapter 4 i sat down crosslegged, concentrating.
Homecoming
His strokes became longer and longer, slower and deeper; working upwards, clearing away the salt, and whispering through my thick fur thoroughly.