Aren't We Friends?
"we're friends, aren't we?" she asked rhetorically. "it's nothing more than a little pawjob." "aislin... i- i'm not sure about that." she stood up on the bed and stepped over to him.
Friends Aren't Food!
Friends aren't food! by ezcheesesorceror theodore couldn't keep his mind off his friend. he was glad they lived so far away, their stop at the end of the bus route, the bus being almost completely empty as they sat in the back seats.
Some Dildos Aren't Toys
**some dildos aren't toys** leigh sat back on his computer chair with a grin on his face, his eyes already half-lidded.
Mountains aren't so Bad
Crunch, a few heavy breaths, secure rope, repeat. It had been an exhausting climb up the mountain for Anon, but a fun one nonetheless. "Anon," the fictional naysayers in his head began, "this climb is too hard for you, you can't do it." With a smile he...
Secrets that aren't Secrets
Amethyst creations: https://amethystmarecreations.bigcartel.com/ story © amethyst mare / arian mabe characters © respective owners **secrets that aren't secrets** ** ** _written by arian mabe (amethyst mare)_ _commissioned by mugs_ _ _ _
Paybacks Aren't Always Hell...
Paybacks aren't always hell... by nightcatcher blackwolf the wolf paused, scenting the air, catching the wisps of perfume that hung there enticing him forwards.
Featherheads: ...Aren't From Around Here
These injuries aren't fatal," he rejected. as with any practitioner, with each inhale of magic he used, not all could be exhaled, and it would be awhile still before his body vented itself free of the unspent energy.
Mercer, Mercy, Me
"you aren't going to be dead in sixty days." i remembered fire.
Becoming the Djinii - by Digitalpotato
Where because of your birth, you aren't destined for a life of servitude, where your debts are not inherited like yours were, and where you never have to live in a debtor's prison? where your body is not for sale?" "a-and if i say no?
Feathers Aren't Just for Tickling
Falco chuckled to himself as he adjusted his hat; he'd just hung the exhibition pass around his neck, and the brim needed to be folded back. His ears swiveled in the direction of sweet-sounding laughter. In his experience, only one thing could elicit...
Heros Aren't Made...
"no, heroes aren't born, they're broken."
Dorm Mates 2 - Busted Noses aren't so bad
Dorm Mates 2 Robert closed his eyes, bobbing his muzzle along Leonard's shaft, enjoying its thick feel. He rumbled very softly when the other lion stroked his head, he enjoyed the feeling of being petted when he gave his alpha a blow job. It...