Snowed In
Mike grabbed brad's strong arms and held them behind his head. he kissed the older shepherd again passionately and brad kissed back, they made out by the fire until brad needed more.
[Commission] Playing With the Big Boys
“go on, brad. sniff." that tender tone in which grommash purred the word out made it clear it wasn't an order; it was permission for brad to do what they both knew he wanted. and so, brad sniffed.
Cafe Plaisir - Jack
He lapped up any pre that brad may have leaked, swallowing it down hungrily, quite happy with brad's taste.
I Spy Something Big
"ahem...hi...brad."
Jason & the Quarterback
brad busied himself as jason was left to get his bearings; a light was switched on, and the fox got the first proper look at how brad lived.
Dope Donkey Party
"yo brad! look at the fag we netted!" jeremy, brad's tallest friend chuckled holding up the nerd for brad to see. laughing, brad poked the nerd in the chest. the nerd was scrawny, easily held aloft by jeremy.
No Major Injuries
After a very enjoyable fifty seconds (or so), brad drew back and opened his eyes.
Love Potion #12
Her front claws were tangled up in brad's shirt. no, i realized. that _is_ brad! "brad!" i called. at least i tried, but again, nothing but a bark emerged.
Happy Halloween-cest
Okay brad, i'll--" jennifer heard the click through the phone line as brad hung up on her.
Remembering Her, With Him
Finally matt was released from the clutches of brad, leaving him to cough on his hands and knees. "i'm sorry, what was that?" brad smiled while leaning over the cat. a paw reached up and dug its claws into brad's chest.
I Spy Something Hungry
"ahem...hi...brad."
I Spy Something Growing
"oh yeah, brad..."