Well Matched
_This work of fiction contains a display of public male masturbation. You have been warned. Anything else isn't my fault._ # _Well Matched_ Dragonchild It started at a train intersection on a cold January night. Tyler, a young yellow Labrador...
An Exquisite Opportunity Pt. 1
well, he had come for the treasure... did that count as pillaging? "i..." he couldn't very well say that now-- it would disappoint the nice gryphon. he glanced over at the crown, giving it a rueful look. another chuckle slipped from the gryphon.
Harder Education: Smitty
The hand was a professionally smooth operator, well experienced at nursing dicks into spurting all over the floor or the wall or maybe even all over me.
5 - All's well
Yay! The last part! I know its short but I decided on a short sweet ending instead of going emotional for this one. It was after the mall incident that I knew what I wanted... Who I wanted. I loved Mishka, she managed to make everything interesting,...
"Well, he is a Bangaa!"
The black market in rabinastre exploded after the archadians came, not least because everything went underground, _literally_ as well as figuratively.
Well hello Jill
A deep sigh escape mark knowing that this be the quickest relationship he ever had, but he promised that this well be out of love not just for someone in his life.
Well Worth the Wait
On the wall was a large flat-screen television, and there were several types of guitars in stands throughout the room, as well as several in places of reverence on the walls.
Well there's always the park
"well there's always the park..." as he slowly cruised across town, just making the stop light in the town square. he drove by the high school and down to that park just by the river.
Well That Escalated Quickly...
Image © r3drunner on ib, original here ylenia © romio on ib, ref-sheet here story © furriffic (my ib) well that escalated quickly.. it was a quiet night in the silver monkey, the local bar just a stone throw away from the beach, literally.
Well After All
The mouse gasps "well i never! who are you speaking to?" covering his dead eyes with his hands, the dragon laughs "reichen! he's right there, woman! are you as blind as i am?" there's two sighs. one gruff and one soft.
A Day Well Spent
The train had been on schedule for most of the day, making Runt's ride fairly stable, if not pleasant. If there was one thing he hated, it was deviation from the schedule. So having all the spots setting in, Runt leaned back in his chair rather...
A Well-Tuned Ear
In reality, his frame was chiseled and well defined, but that was a secret to anyone who didn't get to know him first.