Meet Me at the Auction House (Patreon Extreme)
This individual was a black panther, his form holding an lush, ebony hue that was well taken care of and reflected a sheen of light from the overhead lamps.
Meet Me on the Football Field 2 (Patreon)
In the waning sun of the afternoon it glistened with a sheen of precum. it was so sensitive that he couldn't help but gasp upon finally touching it with her bare paw. he gripped it firmly and began working it form base to tip at a moderate pace.
Preparing the Camp
The odd thing about her is that her skin, her metallic sheen. she has no body hair, nor is her body soft. instead, she is like a statue made alive. "i am andra," she says, "priestess and representative of the church of love.
STI- A Dangerous Hope
Acorn brown, veined with swirling grain lines, and polished to a high sheen. it was home, and millie felt the solidity of it, the depth of the trunk, the foundation of the mighty roots below, and the potential of the up-swept branches overhead.
Prologue - Army of One
The bag had seen better days and it was covered with the years of the road, its bright sheen now a ruddy brown. the young man did not carry much on his travels but the bare essentials for living.
Chapter 1 - Bloody Bricks
I picked myself off of the floor, my vision desperately squeezing through the bruises and a thin sheen of blood. an aching shock travelled up my spine straight into my brain, and i collapsed under the weight of the ensuing pain.
Meet Me at the Arcade (Patreon)
Her form was wrapped in amber fur that was clean and reflected a sheen of light. she wore modest clothing this day, her body being on the thicker side, certainly showing evidence of her having a child.
Meet Me at the Beach (Patreon)
His black and white furred coat reflected a flawless sheen from over his rippled musculature. he was fit and strong, the epitome of someone that might have been an active duty lifeguard. he was tall, too, easily six inches over her own head.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 10
It glistened as she tilted it back and forth, catching the sunlight and throwing it back into her eyes as a dirty, semi-coagulated sheen. this was ander's blood, but it was more than that. this was her blood, too. and kadai's.
Changing Rooms
He watched as even his muzzle seemed to narrow slightly, his fur starting to feel softer and have more of a sheen.
Long, Lost, Gone; Prequel
His muzzle came closer and closer, to sira's smiling one, their lips locking together and- \* \* \* sira sat up, gasping for air like a drowning man, his body coated in a thin sheen of sweat. "what the fuck..."
THE ARENA
Even the ground floor had a cold metallic sheen. halcyon approached the gray iron bars slowly, his armor jangling ominously. this was his first battle, so he was issued a large and protective set.