A Brooding Mood
I inhaled; sour and eye watering. i tasted again, with fingers thrust between lips. the globs clung to my tongue, then dissolved slowly into a cloying foul bitter-sour flavor.
[Commission] Rising Star Fallen: Part 3 - Training
With every movement, every shift of his body, the sharp aroma of souring sweat and his own brand of bitter-spicy male musk would reach his nose.
Till Death 4
A horribly sour flavor passed over his tongue, mingling with the lingering salty aftertaste of cum. almost instantly, he felt every fiber in his body relax. he took more sour breaths of the cigarette's stench.
[Commission] The Making of a Broodmare: Part 3 - Learning His Place
Sweat, sour and sharp and stinging his gums and tongue. smegma, acrid and stinking and clinging to the scales as he tried to swipe it away. flesh, hot and moist and musky as he broke through the crust of filth.
Arctic War Bios
He then became a sour man. treating his children, particularly the older two, like dirt because they weren't his. this hostility only increased at their mother's death. he recently quit drinking in an excessive amount.
Pratice
Staying in fifth-position, tj played the notes again, listening for the sour sounds, and watching the tuner. moving his fingers millimeters at a time to get the green light, he checked his tuning and played the section again. and again.
The Rabbit Rules
A good rabbit makes the most of every day. 4 ¹hatred sours the world, ²so a good rabbit contains their anger. ³destroying any life takes from the world, ?
Truth or Dare
Bloody mary, mojito, sour, margarita... martini? and a cosmo." "good job. bloody mary, mojito, sour, martini, margarita, and-" "nope!
Your Dragoness Awaits
Someone is smoking in the room below me, and it billows up, sour and musty, into my window. i wasn't going to get to sleep anyways. it's always struck me, that people smoke, just to be a little bit more like dragons . . .
Guro Challenge #12: Parasite
The infants' teeth were coming in, tiny white needles, and blood started staining her dress, along with souring milk smudges on the inside and worse on the outside when their swaddling cloths leaked or they drank too fast and brought it back.
Evokation / Book II: The Devil / Part 4
The lizard favored the little pseudodragon with a sour look, and then they both glanced up as a portal appeared and cherry emerged into the room.
Portrait of a Lonely Wolf
Nbsp; but all that went sour