Gender Flip Flops
Cam, the eldest brother who has some blotches of purple and brown along with black and white fur, wore purple swim trunks and pitched up an umbrella.
Ranma Neko Chapter 2
He glanced in that direction and spotted a wild-man rushing toward him brandishing a large bamboo umbrella.
Devil Drive
For a fellow in black holding an umbrella to assume knowledge was simply too outrageous to believe.
Chapter 1: Into The Abyss
**"you took my umbrella by mistake"** i did? he thought to himself as he took a closer look at it.
Desmond Gets Snooty
Oh, put your umbrella in there. wipe your feet, please, and don't touch the walls."
This is the Part...With a City Underwater
But then he held out the umbrella to me. "here." my anger went out like a candle. the pain almost does too, but the handle of the umbrella is almost uncomfortably warm. but it's a sweet gesture. "...thanks."
Listen. Relax. Obey.
The trio quickly walked out of the front door of the building and the rain was still pouring out there, but the master had come in with an umbrella and the slaves were more than happy to hold it up for him.
Beach Watching
She was peeking over the beach umbrella at her exposed body, not yet noticing that the vixen was awake, and from the wet sounds coming from beyond the umbrella, the vixen's interest was clearly returned.
Sex At the Beach
He opened up the umbrella. "they're awesome." he bent over and pushed a hollow stake into the ground, past the soft sand and into the firmer, damper sand below, and inserted the end of the umbrella into it. "sure you don't want to come swimming?"
Midnight Indigestion
Grasping inside, he managed to grab the most potent weapon he could find: an umbrella. the bedroom door creaked quietly as he snuck out into the hall and made his way down the stairs.
Big Squish
After eating, they walked along the beach, making their way back to the umbrella. maddie deliberately walked slowly, letting the boys get ahead of her. lapras and umbreon kept pace with her.
Written Love - Part 2
He was glad he'd at least predicted rain, and began fishing through his backpack, trying to find his umbrella. "wait . . . ah, fuck." dammit, he must have left it in mr. thomas's classroom when he'd turned his essay in.