Down to the River
A fierce force rises in her gut and hitches upwards, catching and sending sharp pain through a lung. "good lord- show me the w-ay!" a strained voice cracks before a silent sob clutches her throat and shakes her sides.
The Wastes Part 2: The Horde
. \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ it was supposed to go off without a hitch.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 60
No hitching breaths or sniffles. she appeared to be perfectly calm. sad, yes, but calm. she rested her head against his chest, and michael couldn't keep himself from running his hand through her hair. she was just so beautiful. "michael?" "yes?"
Diesel Fumes and Musk
If nothing else he could hitch another ride. "thought you would catch some shut eye too fox. instead you're out here looking like you're solving general relativity using only metaphors about fruit."
You Dingus!
The wild beast hitched his hips up into her again, like a brute, and she felt the bed begin to fall out from beneath her. her extremities felt so numb and limp and yet her hands twitched and now clawed at his back.
Vectorium - Part 02
Nyx's breath hitched, his body responding to the touch with an electric surge. the room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them locked in this intimate dance of desire and intrigue.
The Child (Chapter 1)
Her breath hitched in her throat and she looked back over her shoulder in time to see a massive paw press against her back keeping her bent to the ground, the beast showed no sign of being careful as its claws ripped off her underwear and she felt it's breath
A Mind's Eyes 03
Standing beside the road, i begin to hitch-hike. a car passes without stopping, frustrating me, and then i wake up.
Dragon in the Dungeon 10 summary (WIP)
His son, valarnyx comes into view, hitched wingbeats and all, but riding the wind nontheless.
The Safeword is 'Papa' (ch.7)
"n-nick," i seethed, my breath hitching in my throat. "shhhh." he leaned down to brush the tip of his nose against my navel. "i wanna see." claws hooked in the waistband, traveling down my hips.
Open Season Chapter 42:Closing Time
With no daughters of my own, this is something i thought i'd have to wait on until my boys got hitched--which isn't looking like it'll happen anytime soon." max sighed. "how's kath taking the news?" i asked, my paw on the door. "kath?
Alpha, England's Otter Assassin
I simply cannot bear the thought of sir reginald-'' ''madam i assure you, our plan will go off without a hitch.'' why, or why, did i choose the stupidest cover possible.