Wilde Jagd
And on the 4th night eliza sought out the baron's finest potter, and commissioned the most elegant vase. "my body can not be yours," he wavered, "for i am naked under these blankets."
Victory for the Romantic Muse
Ezri began rearranging the flowers in the nearest vase. aria raised her brow. the squirrel looked around, leaning back into her seat. "sorry," she whispered bashfully, bushy tail swishing. nose sniffing.
Spirit Bound: Chapter Ninety-One
He took the roses from geoff and turned to put them in the vase. he suddenly hissed, "sssss! ouch!" he dropped the roses into the vase, and the water turned pink with his blood. "thorns."
Fires of Lust
He rocked his paw back and forth, causing the small glass vase and its delicate charge to move in slow smooth motion. sarisa's entire snout shifted to follow, glued to that perfect glowing shape.
Mounted Atop
Said the korin smugly, as the raptor smelled his musk start to intensify a little, only fueling his arousal, his vase-shaped cock already extended and starting to harden.
A Leopard's Tail Ch 6
Karen walked back in with the vase full of flowers, and put it on the counter next to the sofa before sitting down besides peter. "well, you have a nice apartment here..." peter said, looking around the living room.
eWolf
The florist said and snapped her fingers and willed the flowers into a vase. "well, there we are. today were total is one hundred and eighty-three dollars and fifty cents."
Reaper Angelsea Campaign: Sixth Interlude
Expensive vases were filled with them. there were wreathes hanging from the ceiling and damn me if he didn't cover the whole bed in their petals. oh and here's the kicker.
For the Whored
Swallowing lumps in their throats, the group were fearful as the hissing grew louder as something emerged from the huge vase. the alliance watched as a gleaming yellow snake head emerged from the vase.
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 38
I picked up the roses and all the pieces of my mother's vase and hid them in the attic, but i left the crockery where they fell, all the broken teacups and saucers.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 38
I picked up the roses and all the pieces of my mother's vase and hid them in the attic, but i left the crockery where they fell, all the broken teacups and saucers.
Venturing: Forgotten Cream
Were cold bearing vases with no flowers on top of them. napkins were placed on the seats to remind customers that it was there. as we walked towards the end of the room, there was a menu place in front of us.