Whatever it takes Christmas Special
My heart meanwhile was still trying to catch up… or slow down… or start again… whatever it was, it hurt. surprisingly i found myself getting angry with him, rather than amused by the sudden shower of breadcrumbs and bacon.
Whatever the Weather
It was a cloudy, summer afternoon, warm but not too hot or cool. Every sign pointed to imminent rainfall, all sorts of people going indoors or readying umbrellas, but some of them just didn't care at all. One of those few was Vern, who continued to...
Whatever it takes Ch. 13
It was made to help me learn the imperial language and whatever etiquette i was in need of. it wasn’t a complicated game by any means, almost childish. however it was oddly addicting, and there was enough challenge to make it enjoyable.
Whatever it takes Ch. 14
whatever they hit us with has affected the jump drive, we can’t shut it down and it has begun to wind up.”
Whatever it takes Ch. 11
I tried bits of whatever smelled or looked good. the whole time i was being watched by the dignitaries and nobles, trying to ignore the occasional insulting whispers about the fact i was serving myself.
Whatever Master Says
"wh-whatever you say, master..." orion whimpered. slowly humble began to loosen orion's restrains, and as he did, he every so often teasingly touched his boyfriend to increase his frustration.
Whatever it takes Ch. 15
Morning sickness, as I was finding out since we had evacuated the Sovereign, is something that is greatly misrepresented. Having needed to wrench myself from Masters warm loving arms to run to the bathroom each morning, only to then throw up, was not...
Whatever it takes Ch. 12
whatever he was looking for, i had the feeling it was either going to be a very long, fruitless search, or be over quickly. i was surprised when it proved to be the latter.
Whatever Rhonda Wants... (TAFW entry)
So i did, just doing whatever felt good. when the need came on me, i pounded in and out of her, to an accompaniment of "yes, daddy, oh, daddy, yeah, yes, yes daddy."
Chocolates or whatever...
"i got you these," he held out his paw carelessly, "its chocolates or whatever..." his ears were assaulted with a gentle laugh. whatever he had been expecting from the girl, this was not it. he turned to face the assailant. "whats your problem?"
Whatever, Whoever It Takes
Are you supposed to be... pregnant, or whatever?" "i suppose we could stop there..." said bruce, "but i think we could go even further..." oliver raised an eyebrow.
Whatever Happened to Dr. Zyme?
"whatever i want," viper said. he then walked towards him. viper went up to zyme and stood before him. he couldn't have been happier. his old boss was now, at last, his prisoner, and would remain so for as long as he deemed fit.