Eragon - Spoils of Battle
Galbatorix watched on as though it was a stage play, smiling mercilessly as his dragon pleasured himself on their prey. eragon, to his own surprise, found himself going hard, saphira's beautiful scent rich in his nostrils.
The Fox Cult Pt. 1
She turned over with her legs spread on the stage, playing with her clit and groping her chest. “such a good boy, making me so horny, do you want to please me?” alex struggled with his words for a moment before getting out, “yes ma’am.”
A Dancer's Gaze
A band on one of the stages played music with brass instruments and horns while hosts and hostesses came out to greet the patrons with kind smiles and loving words.
Honesty
The bar was pretty well known for these nights, where multiple local bands would get on stage, play for a bit and show off to the crowd. so it wasn't some kind of exclusive deal they had, just a cool live gig.
Traditions
Announcing the coming of a feast with serving carts being wheeled in behind him was like watching a stage play and all its actors fulfilling their parts.
A Lesson in Passion
He waited until the guy in front - a big bull that would have fit in perfectly as a minotaur on a stage play - was only twenty feet off, and then, his finger danced. click. pull. click. change angle. click. turn head.
Zootopia: Twas that dumb box!
And like you said in yer dumb little stage play? us predators used to eat pray! an our killer instinct's still in our denna." gideon snarled as he got almost face to face level with judy and still the little bunny didn't back down. "uh....gid?
Rouge's Colloseum 3
No, we're looking for something real, not some stage play with special effects and stunt acting. you've already cornered that market, right, breezie?"
Ghost 2 Index
." - excerpt from a common stage-play. "step on one wolf's tail, you step on all of them." - a term used to describe how touchy wolves are about their pride. "we are many wolves, but we are one pack" - slogan of the great pack of wolves.
The Stonehouse Mysteries 1.1 - The Malicious Masquerade
I remember seeing a stage play based on the yellow cape affair some years ago, and the poor woman they got to play me practically had half her face buried under makeup. it has never really bothered me, or made me feel a leper or outcast.
Scene - Third Act
An ominous drumbeat could be heard, accompanied by the sound of chanting from the actors assembled on the stage, playing the part of cultists to some dark god and carrying out a ritual to their fell master which would culminate in the sacrifice of the
A Magnificent Mistake
Avian things with too many limbs stood on a stage, playing three instruments at once, drenched his surroundings in the soothing sound of lounge music dotted with the occasional squawk. he had to be dreaming. "now come on! the others are still waiting!"