Ritual Gone Wrong
…sorry if it smells like brimstone and canine musk~” he said, a noticeable drip of sweat coming down their body and right to their fuzzy sheathe and sac. the goat’s jaw clenched harder. he was in no mood to be teased by his target!
A little Self Indulgence
The smell was a heady mix of sex laced in musky brimstone.
You are what you eat
Hir nostrils cause the scent of brimstone, or at least what shi figured was brimstone thinking this must be part of hell that shi saw yesterday... must have died on that wall of tentacles, hir spirit being sent to the pits of hell to be fucked for eternity
The Dragon's Mate
Awareness became fluid; one moment he was dreaming of brimstone and a den of gold, the next something was pushing into his slit, alive and squirming and searching.
The Seeker, Chapter 32
Plus the brimstone was first rate stuff, well aged and crunchy. sulfur and other mineral impurities gave it a nice range of flavors too. i like the green tinted brimstone best; it's tangy and tickles my nostrils.
Norn Engineering - Part 3
"what's the matter brimstone? too big for you?
The Seeker, Chapter 13
She threw brimstone cookies to her pet for awhile, and he either batted them into his mouth or over to the man-eating plant.
Rytlock’s Display
“nothing,” finally, done shaking his head and holding onto his temple, brimstone stood up. the tribune of the blood legion, the wielder of sohotin, a member of dragon watch, the first revenant… stood in his glory.
The Maryville Amazing Maize Maze
brimstone asked. "five dollars." "one of those, whatever we have on us places, then?" brimstone remarked. "seems like it." they walked on in silence some more. midnight again was the first to break it.
Spyro's Old Flame: Chapter 13 - Flame the Hero
He could faintly smell brimstone from the elder's dark gems. wherever the old dragon was hiding, it must be close. "i'm just fine where i am.
The Tribune's Friend
Rytlock brimstone, tribune of the blood legion and exemplary charr, has a full day of paperwork ahead of him.
Dude today, Orc tomorrow. Prologue
"brimstone," he said as the teen popped the top off and took a deep breath. a smell like nothing rocky had ever smelled before billowed up into his lungs. as he looked up at bruce the man could see the fire in the young man's eyes.