Fap Raps
Fap Rap 1 I'm a femboy fox toy, real mccoy like Helen of Troy Need a whore, not a bore? Call me up to deploy A dance in your pants I use a big stance A small male, go high tail, shit I'm fance- Y exhibit, don't just hit it and quit it, I'm...
Eternal Vigilant Companion
#1 of poems/lyrics i wrote this about 2 years ago when my depression began to set in. i live in a world where nothing changes no effort may slay the beast within. there is no hope from above nor any promise from below.
Tweet'n Donald
: jimmie thomas (leon rene) additional lyrics: dikran o.
[Commission] Finishing Business
Even if he could generate the speed midair, all he'd succeed in doing is running deep into lyric's digestive system.
Black Meridian 15: Psychic Eyes
That suited lyric fine. "can i help ya partner?" the fox asked, squinting at lyric and sipping a mug of steaming black coffee. "aw, shucks i sure hope so." lyric said, slurring his words.
Black Meridian: [Epilogue]
lyric pulled him down for a kiss, their tongues brushing against one another, a guttural growl sounding in the jackal's throat. narem huffed, his body slapping up against lyric and fletcher's as he thrust. "are you ready?" lyric whispered.
Black Meridian 03: Sultan's Curse
lyric said conversationally. "nomadically inclined type...move around a lot. call 'emselves the sultan's curse." the wolf stiffened slightly, his ears flattening. lyric went on.
Black Meridian 16: To The Gallows
With a grin, he returned his glare to lyric and grinned. "speak of the devil eh?" lyric frowned, heart sinking as a tall, narrow-shouldered raccoon walked slowly into the room.
Black Meridian 11: Yellow Eyes
He remembered what aloysius said about the person lyric used to be. "how _did_ you meet?" he asked gently. lyric's history seemed like such a mystery - fletcher was dying for any information that could shed even a glimpse of light on the jackal.
Black Meridian 18: Running on Fumes
_" lyric screamed, and the baron pulled the lever. ... over the crowd, fletcher did not hear lyric's cry. he did however, hear the crowd roar as the trapdoor fell.
Black Meridian 26: Closed Circle
Fletcher glanced to lyric, cupping his muzzle. "lyric, we're gonna pull the nails out now, so... brace yourself." "you... you... fuckin' idiot."
Black Meridian 17: The Calm Before
"lyric _is_ a good person; he wants to help people. do you think it is at all possible fletcher is confused, not sure if he wants to be _with_ lyric, or rather wants to simply _be_ lyric?" "i don't know." narem muttered.