Between A Cock And A Hard Place
The sharp-toothed grin grew larger still. "well, why don't we go in closer for a better view? nothing beats a front-row seat." and before he could even react, eric found his shoulder being grasped by a massive, clawed hand.
Caught on the Job
Those ruby lips, that blonde hair, that beautiful... sharp-toothed... smile...? that... massive, towering physique, that... fin just under her hair? wait a minute. he peered closer. deborah's smile grew a little more nervous.
Scaly and Furry Adventures in Skyrim 1
This sharp-toothed mage was certainly giving his tongue a run for his money, and he didn't particularly like that. he was used to being the one to deliver the quips, dammit. this was _his_ role, and he wasn't going to have it stolen from him.
Them Bucking Horses!
But if marcel was taken aback at first, it's a real delight to see that sharp-toothed, smouldering smirk reappear on his meat-eating muzzle. "clearly not," he purrs. "and looks like you're already enjoying your prize."
Self-Indulgent
Another sharp-toothed grin.
Kion and Bunga's Private Time
Good boy," kion gave a sharp-toothed feral smile. "you're so strong... so big... so..." bunga groaned between thrusts. "the fiercest in the pride lands". something about those words triggered something within kion.
Psychotic
With a low, frustrated growl, lightning darted from one sharp tooth to another as shana built up a large amount of electrical energy within her mouth.
Papa Prakibak 2
He says this, flashing a sharp-toothed grin. the gaggle stops, and the kobolds giggle and mutter among themselves at the boasting of the big boss. "you there!" prakibak says, "the scrawny one in the back."
"The Gift", Richard's (SF) Chapter 1, Part 3
Sabhana's ears went up and a pleasant smile parted her thin, black lips, revealing a sharp toothed grin that was somehow not as intimidating as i'd expect from a wolf. oh? "the little café on the corner there?
School Honor 20
That sharp toothed muzzle moved down, and latched onto the left part of derry's sack; and bit hard digging into the soft sensitive flesh with her teeth.
FR02: Stepping inside Rust's Guard
Chase gave a sharp toothed grin. "first one to disarm the other gains a forfeit from the loser." the lynx tossed a practice sword to the rat, who caught it easily. spinning the wooden sword to check its balance, rust nodded. "okay.
Bad Day
Wex stood in the doorway -- the only exit to the room -- and breathed deeply through his nostrils, puffing his muscly chest outwards and allowing a sharp-toothed smile to grow across his face.