No Light to be Seen: Chapter 14
Immediately zil began unwrapping my body from the blanket with enough enthusiasm that matched a little boy opening up a present on christmas morning.
Realizations
I'm feeling just like a kid on christmas morning! i slowly pull down his boxers, eager to see him, to hold him, to taste him. his engorged member jumps free from its encroachment, almost hitting me in the face.
It might pick up
That fucker brad was right now living in his house, banging his former wife and would be having christmas morning with his kids. as he reached the staff locker room he was stomping along and slamming doors.
Dog Gone (14)
It was like christmas morning. the room was white and had an overpowering smell of bleach and cleaning supplies. the floor, the chairs, the computer, the table, counter, cabinets, everything was white and stunk of that smell.
My Great Big Brother - Let's Just Wing It!
I was gonna save it till christmas morning, but..." "what is it?" "i'm on the pill, so i can't get pregnant." "what? where'd you get birth control pills?"
Keepers Of the Fruit
christmas morning's at the dobie's house, trading gifts in front of the fireplace, were some of his favorite memories.
Wolves at the End of the Road
There was john, grinning like it was christmas morning. his fangs were glinting, white and sharp in the dim bathroom light. they're prefect thought ian. "it's nice to see you again so soon, you little retard. i was hoping you'd come to this one."
Smirnov's Academy Fox (Blacksad Fanfic)
The festivities all day leading up to the party left them rather energized for christmas morning, and she needed assistance against two hyperactive canine cubs while their father threw away torn wrapping paper and put away leftovers.
Wolf's Fang
She gasped softly, a look of wonder and excitement on her face, like a child on christmas morning, sensations coming back to greet her. "me? you want to do me?" her excitement built and chris could feel her tail wagging against him.
DreamMaker: Bear's Den
There was no hesitation as her hands went straight for his waist, unbuttoning his pants and tugging them down, like she was greedily opening a present on christmas morning.
Cross Hares
It was a three story manor house and it was lit up like christmas morning. taking a wide berth around it i take a couple of lazy circles, getting the lay of the land. a long drive leads up to the house and its garage.
Connected
christmas morning is a bit earlier than i intended for it to be, as i wake up to the sound of arguing. "listen to yourself, ray. you're stressing over nothing.