The Compound
Silence and darkness were suddenly replaced with noise and light. Pain erupted in her muzzle as she awoke with a start, trying to back away and blinking in the brightness. Her back was pressed against the cold metal bars of the cage where she had...
College Daze
Dulled nailed scratching against her spine, the panther mirroring to scratches with her sharper claws. fingers slipping under the band of his shorts and cradling his rear as she pressed towards him.
CBC - Territorial Dispute
They tried to scare him off, but he fought back, scratching and biting at most of his women. that alone would be enough to get lee angry, but then they told him that this man had then killed one of the hunting party. that was a line too far.
Equestrian Heat Wave. Chapter One: It's Estrus season, Anonymous!
Seems you've fallen into the backyard of viynl scratch , who was just trotting out the door to go stalk about for a stallion to ravage.
The Last Class on Earth
Furiously, she scratches at the itches, gritting her teeth as her fingers go at the tiny menaces that attack her at her panties.
Cat-and-Mouse
Kera growls as she hears that, squeezing the mouse, her claws extending, sharp nails scratching the surface. but a moment later, she pulls her mouth free, her claws retracting, shaking her head. "n... no, sorry. how about this..."
BUNdle of Sticks
Sometimes reassurances don't sit right, to a mind that warps them. Sometimes an argument can't be resolved with words alone. And sometimes a weary kitty needs a rabbit's dick working them open. Such is the world we live in. Such a world bore...
Werewolf Run
They will start scratching and biting if you get in their range. if you are tackled by a runner, they will most likely mount you on the spot." the thought of those muscular wolves grabbing at enro made the fox's knees shake.
Tales of the Shop Keeper: Cat Scratch Fever
"look what the cats drug in." he chuckled, moving to scratch behind the girly boys ears. "master loves his kittens very much. you're going to make me lots of money. aren't you?" he hissed, his green eyes fixed on his servants lovingly.
Fallen Angels, Part three -Scratching the Itch
These were not furniture scratches - they were claw-marks. - - - [\*] in: havana or hell
Mixing Business with Pleasure
Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, and as she tightened her legs with every thrust, he could feel the heel of her shoes scratching his scales, making him shiver. the sight and feel of her alone could have pushed any male over the edge.
Obsession of the Blue Queen and the Red Prince
The wolf bellowed and growled as she locker her knees around his sides, wildly scratching at his back until ten bleeding lines ran down every showing muscle on his backside. laughing madly, she leaned upward and bit into his shoulder.