Day 10 - Gentle
The director's clawed fingers gently sank into your hair and scratched at your scalp, which would have made you shiver if you could move a muscle.
The Gentle Gods Blessing
He tried to take this as slow and as gentle as he could manage it, so as to not hurt her.
The gentleness of gryphon paws
The gryphon's position, stretched on his back with the head rested against a boulder with a gentle slant, made that so easy for him.
The Gentle Juggernaut I
The half-elf petted the head of the brutish warrior gently and smiled a little nervously "it was... it felt great."
Dracius: Origins Part VIII
Artos hesitantly reached out with a brush and started to gently scrub my hide which felt wonderful. i found myself utterly relaxing and thrumming in contentment.
Dracius: Origins Part VII
Time passed and I fell into a routine. Artos would leave in the morning and return in the afternoon most days. Sometimes he would work with one of his devices, other times he would simply talk to me. At one point he brought some toys in for me to play...
A Giant Problem X
"Jason, calm down!" Dr Stevenson said loudly in my ear. "Am calm!" "You are not calm, Jason! Right now you're a step away from killing someone. You damn near killed Ann back there." "Deserved it!" "Jason, no, she didn't. She baited you, yes,...
Kobold's Desk Pet
The kobold gently placed a hand next to you and slowly moved it closer. their hand was larger than you... at this point, even their _fingers_ were bigger.
Strained
"g-good," warren muttered, settling back down with a gentle sigh. 'the longer you leave it, the worse it'll be.'
Rocket Raccoon Comforted
Rocket took a gentle sip, and - nope, that was drax who groaned, not him, nope definitely not him - then began to drink, the coffee smooth, rich, warm as it slid down his throat; soothing balm for his mind, gentle medicine for his
Ashley's Awesome Summer
She was releasing a hard, deep breath as she slowly slid herself through those beautiful lips of his until her balls gently tapped against his chin.
Roommates
The panda rolls his eyes and curls his toes against startide's fur, catching some of it and tugging very gently. "i can't read your mind, star. just say it." "it's..." startide frowns a little. "well, here."