Children Chapter 8; Loving Press
"i don't _want_ your grovelling." cibbie snapped. "as soon as i start being treated as royalty, i'll lose any time to be with my friends." sarah squeaked something, but cibbie didn't hear exactly what she'd said. "have you ever met the broodmother?"
Vurrik's Bad Day
"anything for my lord," the warlock grovelled submissively. he bent over on all fours, presenting himself sexually to his new master. things began to blur just as vurrik began to rut the ass that was offered to him.
Chapter 1: Goodbye Willowdale
"they expect predators to grovel. they expect us to do everything to make them comfortable while they do nothing. they could still be getting eaten if it weren't for us, so we won't grovel. they should conform to our sensibilities."
SF:TDF Prologue
Then, he would watch it burn, with star fox and general pepper groveling at his feet, begging for mercy. but he wouldn't grant that to them. no, he would give them a fate much worse than death. he chuckled, no, _cackled_ at the thought.
Connor and Ray - First Time
"yeah, you are my hero, i bow down before you and grovel." "now that's more like it. why you still on the floor ray. practicing you grovelling?" "just thinking how to get you back." which was a lie.
A Hero's Tail
He was tossed at the ferret's paws, grovelling and begging for mercy. "where is my payment?" cor asked, each word a dagger just daring the human to give him a reason to stab with it.
Procedural Mojo
You've grovelled at my feet, now despair for the want of my equipment..." monkey's eyes kept narrow; twitching brief and slight, overcome by success and its consequence.
A Composer's Lament - Thursday Prompt Story [#10, 09/3/23]
The composer groveled as he paced around the room. "why did i have to be 'blessed' with making these? can't they find a better soul for this?
A Prelude: God-Touched
"get away from me you smelly groveling peasant before i ask for your execution." he hissed, "the nerve of the rift-raft in this city..."
Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 2
Everett grovelled, trying to call for his dad when he watched him storm out. worrying about being left alone only lasted less than a minute. his dad stomped back in the room holding something in each paw, but the tears kept the details hidden.
Spa Parlor - Restaurant Date
Thankfully, the grovelling started fairly quickly: _from: professor stallion_ '_i sincerely apologize. stuffy old men and money never stop begging for their betters' attention.
Starry Starry Night
I was in the best shape of my life, my ass thick but muscled, thighs taut, and he worked them over with perfect hands and had me grovelling under his touch. when he slid fingers down the crevice of my ass, i nearly came on the spot.