Alien Relations
I watch his under-armour shift tightly around his muscles, leaving nothing to the imagination. not that it stops me. with each step, another idea pushes through my mind, different positions... kinks.
The Time With Bronto Thunder
The under armour does a little to keep the shaft at bay, but fuck is it enormous. it feels like time freezes as the weight of his soft length bears down against my face.
Heated Sangheili Outpost
Taking off the rest of my armour, i feel my under armour shift over my skin, feeling sweaty and gross. i slowly unzip my under armour, revealing my glistening chest. the sweat that covers my skin is thick, and connects my under armour and my body.
Otherworldly Pleasures - Part II
Inside i can see many crewmembers floating idly, all of them wearing either leotard or speedo under-armour, all tenting with arousal.
After Practice
He stripped off the helmet, pads, and upper under-armor, leaving him with only the leg under-armor. he had a six-pack and toned muscles, built up from years of exercise and good eating.
Be Kind To Those Less Fortunate 8
"of course," the draenei replied as he removed his own under-armour.
Be Kind To Those Less Fortunate 4
As the last of his armour was removed, and arrayed on the bed neatly, anarchei slowly peeled off his skin-tight under-armour and folded it neatly, its magically-imbued material unsoiled from days of action.
Shadow Of Chernobyl-Chapter 1-First Mission
I smiled at my appearance and then brushed my teeth before dressing in a bright blue under armour shirt and tan cargo shorts.
Blue Valley Underground - Part 01 - Buckets
Later, isaac washed in the river, stripped to his under-armor and collapsed on a bed. it was a flimsy metal frame with a thin mattress, probably stuffed with hay by the feel of it.
Blue Valley Underground - Part 13 - Rumors
After a shower and breakfast, he almost walked on to the training grounds in his under-armor. "sir," isaac knocked on evan's heavy office door, "it's isaac." "isaac of rivermere?" asked a muffled voice. "yes." "come in."
Sangheili Heat
The figure that meets me, is me, in my current pitch black, tight fitting under armor... but, it isn't... small tendrils form out from my face, my skin a sickly green, riped and rotten in most places.
From Both Sides of the Field (Part 1)
The door slowly opened and out walked the white woof, wearing some tight under armor and sweatpants. "hey john" the husky said.