More Than a Mother
“y-yes… fuck… fuck…" he panted adoringly, his messy black hair drifting over his blue eyes that were shining with adoration for the one and only woman he ever wanted.
Dark Descent - Chapter 1 - Culling the Weak
Weeks of frustration, both sexual and mental, came out in steady beats as the black haired youth desperately drove himself into his lover.
When the Roommate's Away
Mateo's well kept black hair had been stretching outward, creeping downward, elongating and flowing. centimeter by centimeter, it had been extruding from his scalp.
First Contact, July 23rd 2011, 5:56 AM
They were covered in black hair just like he had figured out in the cocoon, but they seemed much stronger than his front arms.
Firefox Chapter 01
"hope you're as loud when you're a locomotive," the black haired man said calmly, steering her to the bathroom. again, she felt absurd relief: they could have shocked her, but didn't. the black haired man pushed her through the door.
A Lycan's Tail - A Modern Mess 1
He gave a small, embarrassed laugh and pushed black hair out of his eyes. “sorry again!”
Hunting Grounds pt.2
The black-haired bother chuckled. “i knew she would come crawling back." “i hope you like it rough, bitch," blond said with a big laugh, that seemed to be his favorite word. “just relax," black-haired said as he approached her. “and try to enjoy it."
Drunken Rage Part 1
Came the slurred question again as miles extended a hand to his son, tussling the soft black hair while staring his son in the eye, awaiting a response while he was still able to remember the question he had asked.
Feral Hearts - Chapter 1
The sight of the lesser devil charging at him made the black haired squire sneer.
Feral Hearts - Chapter 2
“s-sir byron…" the soldier began to speak but the black haired man silenced him with his next statement.
Horse at Heart
His long black hair was relegated to a narrower strip from his forehead and down his spine, almost like a mohawk laying off to one side. he had the head of a horse, and a gloriously long mane.
Jeff's Coffee
The black-haired young man blinked blearily as he rolled over, loathe to leave the warm blankets on such a chilly winter morning.