Taming Death Further
Indeed, death was moaning even louder from the rich flavor of musk and sweat that kept stimulating his taste buds. in reaction to this he was sweeping his tongue all over in an attempt to clean away the grime and get even more of that flavor.
Inside the Flame
Delighting in every spurt of flavour filled pre. he could feel the build up growing within the phoenix’s body as the smooth shaft began to throb intensely.
Taming Death
In addition to more licks he was sucking and mouthing against it, getting even more flavor in exchange for his efforts.
Where Else to Turn (wip)
Likes: kitchen, sugar, gold, cooking, soda dislikes: gyms, carrots, yellow, cleaning, energy drinks flavor trait: umami (savoriness) quote: "i have a few inches that will relax you, inside" "i've lived it before kid."
A Special Kind of Scooby Snack
He shuddered and shivered as he broke through to the centre of the bitter scat log with his teeth, so many more rich, filthy flavour igniting over his tastebuds.
Bad End - Dirty Bird
You push deep into the bird's hot guts, your mind reeling as you lick the gryphon's sensitive anal ring and lap at its quivering walls, ingesting the bird's potent male flavour until you can hardly breathe.
Lost Fight
His shame had been burned away but the intense musk and flavor. now it was all he wanted, craved, desired. if that meant he would be reduced to a living seat for the king, well simba was honored to serve the king.
Aureate
The flavour started soft, a whisper of sweetness filling his mouth. but as it idled on his tongue, its profile evolved.
The Perfect Lifeform
She'd nearly sucked all the flavour out of that poor sopping bird. at least the outside.
Pharm-orc-cology
His tongue fucking deep inside luke, swirling around, lapping up his flavour and swallowing it hungrily.
Evolving Needs
The feeling, the flavour... it was memorable. it makes me blush to consider it; my mouth providing my pokémon, my companion, with a long-needed release.
Getting Played With
He leaned forward, and, with your hands still clutching his hips, you sat up with him to keep probing his asshole--that musky flavor had your cock aching.