Physical Education: Piss Poor Performance
"you got a spare pencil?" he quietly asks the sheep. michael turns to the sound of the voice, his the slits of his feral-like eyes narrowing. "what? no pencil?"
Dragons Lair pt 18
Michael saw that there was a pencil on the desk and picked it up, looking at it. there was no roof to the school and the corridor was partially collapsed, but in the classroom, michael sat at a table, drawing with the pencil.
Chapter XXIII: White darkness
Alone with his thoughts, the wolf looked at the pencils in the canister. like the previous time, he was not planning to use many different colors. he took the black pencil out and put a bright red colored one next to the sketchbook.
4 : Obscured
Scilius tapped his pencil nervously. first period with schrodinger was nearly over, and elliot was no where to be seen. he was gone, missing, but his brother was tangible as ever.
Puppy Reconditioning
His eyes flickered from the pencil, to the obvious bulge of his arousal, hidden away. it gave him a sudden spike of anxiety. _'good boys don't cover themselves.
Chapter 15: Cameo
I'll be passing out colored pencils and unlined paper for you, and i want you to have at least a sketch done by the end of class. seeing as how you have twenty minutes, that shouldn't be that hard."
Insanity
Getting up on her feet, the cerulean furred canine stashed the sketchbook in its backpack, pencil twirling around her fingers as she moved along the sidewalk, thinking of what to do.
Dante's Square: Gauntlet, I'm...
"that is three, lets give your balls 45 smacks with this pencil huh? don't worry, i don't sharpen my pencils till just before a test." jacob tugged against the two strong bodies holding him steady.
A Father's Love, Chapter Three
He took out a pencil and a knife. he sharpened the pencil, then he stood up and walked over to me.
Good Enough/Crossroads Chapter 2
Chance, seemingly entranced, continued to move his paw as though he still had the pencil, pausing strangely when he noticed that no new marks were appearing on his artwork. he looked over his sketch before searching for his pencil.
Distracted studies
The storm settled as you put your pencil down, surrendering the tool and embracing the listless boredom that'd been clawing at the back of your skull for hours.
First Day on Campus Pt.2
"oh hello" he offered politely "could i borrow a pencil?"