The Temple of Erotic Doom Part 1
He tugged and cut the branches off to reveal what lay etched in the walls. they were ancient carvings, almost like hieroglyphs. they illustrated a ceremony. the monolith was the center of the illustration and it was duplicated.
An Advanced State of Denial
Crossed arms, crossed legs, tail around his thigh, and a face etched with a harsh scowl. i pretended to work for ten more minutes. keeping my distance seemed like the best idea. james didn't say anything. he just breathed through his nose.
City of Shadows - Chapter Four -
Calderon hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck, the weariness etched on his face betraying the long hours he’d spent at the precinct. “it’s... it’s been a hell of a week, silas. i’ve barely slept. this case is eating me alive.”
A Little Slice of Hell: A Virgin's New Calling
As she stared at one particular etching on the desk, one of the wolves stuck out his tongue at her before shifting back to his original pose. the other shape sat behind the desk, and it too was short and squat, but not as rectangular.
Sold as a Clutch-Whore: Part 2
There were some magical runes carved into the stone that matched up with some other symbols etched into her collar. said collar couldn't move past the entrance, which meant that eve couldn't either. so, she was stuck in mithrax's cave.
Where One Stands
A tall wolf with pure white stripes etched into his smoky black fur. he wore thick samurai armor, covering the strong lean muscles that lie beneath, with no emblem or marking showing his allegiance to any families or clansmen.
Glamrock Filling
Perhaps that was the foreign code, but freddy shuddered at the idea… no, he even shuddered as his eyes went down, seeing the claw almost done with that etching. “is that…” “a cunt,” confirmed monty, gripping his partner by the hips.
Sisyphean Hope: Chapter 1 (Commission)
Clear as crystal, with floral patterns etched onto it. he shut the egg, then opened it back up to confirm his reality. there was no way. when was the last time he'd been this lucky?
Eventide - IV
In its paws was a shallow stone bowl whose rim had been etched with a complex series of runes--the language of the ancients. its eyes averted, the creature crawled backwards in a shuffle of rags as the vessel was accepted.
Wedding Mouse, 6 of 7
Saigon smiled for a second, tugged up his own, displaying the numbers etched into his mouth. "iris prints would have been sufficient." the officiator blinked, tapping it all into his palm console. "now then. are you exchanging rings?"
A Difference in Opinon
What he's done has been etched in history and it would not erode. some people still stared as we passed on the streets, but i ignored them. quite frankly, i wasn't in the mood to care. i stomped into the hotel lobby with the other three in tow.
Divided Unity (Edition 2, Chapter 9)
There was a look of seriousness still etched into the zebra's face even as he ate me out, that took soul to remain calm and collected when you were tongue deep in another guy's ass.