Becoming a Good Boy, Part One
Buried in his pocket was an item that would have been a dead giveaway about the results of the new bodysuit, if jason had presented it earlier.
Bucking the trend
He knew the signs well, the slow and steady breathing was usually a good giveaway. but also, the fact when he slid his hand up between her thighs and cupped over her bare mound, the beautiful lioness didn't even react.
Minds of Their Own
But a split-second before those same words left both their muzzles, rudy and bram alike realised that offer in itself might be too much of a giveaway. why would two normal guys be embarrassed to shower together at the gym?
Milf Motel
The loudest and most obvious giveaway was the wet – almost sloppy – noises of big cock entering juicy pussy, and neither were willing to slow down.
Boris' First Time
Our sense of smell's too good, it's a dead giveaway. now, do you like what you see in the mirror or don't you?" boris took another look, drinking it in. "i definitely don't hate it. i didn't want it, but i don't hate it."
Green Fever
Well, the rogue was a deep shade of scarlet by now, and if his nosebleed wasn't a clear giveaway, the enormous tent in his pants was. being gifted with two feet of cock wasn't so great when you wanted to hide your attraction from someone.
All Work and No Play
But he just wasn’t too interested in being that big himself, hence the giveaway of his rewards.
HATSSSSS Chapter Twenty-six
The teeth and claws were a dead giveaway. “i don’t know whether i should be offended or not. i probably taste very, very, very good.” she stretched her arm out in front of leo. “have a taste.” the man gently nudged her hand away.
Gnolls of the Magic Eye
Looked pretty legit to me,” faris said, his pointed ears poking through his long hair, a giveaway of his elven heritage. “definitely a fake,” visik said, waving his hand and casting a small spell to waft away some foul smells from his face.
Brat Tamer: Part 6 (Commission)
The groping of his body, from the cupping of his latex bulge to hands forcing him on his knees or bending him over, were clear giveaways for that. but a slave did not think. a slave was an object that did what was demanded of it.
cold winter nights
Bente "well i could tell by the necklace that slip out of your shirt when you tripped was a dead giveaway" he soon starts to giggle about me tripping. fenris "oh hush your laughing" i soon start to laugh along with him.
The Wastes (Teaser)
At first glance, you wouldn't really noticed how the years had treated him, save for the usual dirt and dust, but one dead giveaway was his ear. only one poked from the left side of his wide-brim hat. the other was long gone and forgotten.