Tug of War
I groan and sit back sighing and looking at the ceiling as my headphones play my music loudly. I begin to tap my pen against the rim of my cap as I bite my lip and think about what to write. _This is crap I know it..._ I sigh thinking to myself. _But...
Names are a Tricky Sort
**Chapter 3** * * * He was use to eating alone, so the silence was hardly uncomfortable for him, but he continued to look at her as he ate. She wasn't delicate, but she hardly seemed crude or vulgar. Nothing like the legends he had been...
Traveling Salesman (Of a Sort)
Most of my naps seem to be interrupted, but this time the knocking was particularly fast and hard. Whoever was outside of my cart clearly wanted my attention as quickly as possible, and as frustrated as I was at being roused only moments before fall...
Kimahri Heat (teaser)
**"Kimahri Heat"** Thunder boomed and echoed through the sky, along with a near-daylight illumination coming from the constant lightning that filled the Thunder Plains as Kimahri returned to one of the few places that oddly gave him a bit of comfort...
Oscar Does Omega, Chapter 4: Thanks Up the Ass
He threw in a few licks here and there, always where the pre wasn’t working down along the shaft to avoid any sort of shock, and enjoyed the strange, alien texture of the shaft.
Dancing on Broken Glass
“I'm going on lunch," I informed my coworkers. “He right back in an hour." Everyone either shrugged it or ignored what I said as I walked away from the loading dock towards the break room. At Heathcliff's Remodeling Solutions, the contracting business...
A PROPER Proper Fusion 1: Bobcat to Bob-Crux
Jonathan could make a hell of a sort with that sort of foundation; even if it didn't allow for a sprawling one, they could get a suspended hotel, at least, and gsn could market the hell out of that.
Interrogation Techniques of the Questionable Sort
Did i feel some sort of kinship with him? i decided i was going to try and avoid having to inflict pain to get what i wanted out of him. "i hope we can continue this conversation without any further issue, nalz." "what do you want?"
The Cum-Beer Waiter 3
Tags: m/mh, intersex, sort of, male with a pussy and a cock, dragon, double balls, wargreymon, bar, teasing, foot fetish, musk, edging, worship, series, pre-cum,
Close Quarters
The train to O-town was a chore for someone my size to ride. Granted, most transportation was more trouble than it was worth these days, but sometimes you just have to be there. They'd assigned me to a slightly-more-capacious room built for people...
Right Behind Your Back: A Sort of Apology
sort of... posted using postybirb with a heavy sigh, judy stood up. her legs were shaking as finnick helped her out the back of his van. she cleaned herself off with the wet wipes that the fennec kept in his glove department.
Dragon Dungeon: Mistress Drakina, Slave Zarrow
He could feel that his wings were tied behind him, bound together in some sort of restraint so that he couldn't flap around, and his tail was pulled up almost too tight against his back.