CoNF Interlude
After hemlock saw hammer off, he headed towards his private shower.
Not That Kind of Pony
Maybe you and hemlock can help each other raise your kids,” he grinned. and oh, was he _ever_ going to.
Morning Routine
So did his boyfriend, hemlock, a purple wolf who was a little shorter than him. but most were shorter than piat. getting going in the morning for him took a bit of doing, and hemlock was always quite eager to assist.
Morning Routine 2
Hopefully hemlock would have the good sense to throw that batch away and start over.
Morning Routine 4
But then it was a cruel twist of fate brought on by the gods of employment that called hemlock away.
Blood or Flesh - Part 10
Trista and hemlock both watched him go in disbelief and turned to look at each other in surprise, they had not expected him to speak like that or to give such praise to hemlock, but hemlock was staring out after his father in confusion before he turned to
Morning Routine 3
His tongue trailed across hemlock's groin, exploring the swelling length within reach.
Morning Routine 5
"well, hemlock and i really enjoyed it, even if it wasn't the most amazing, super, incredible, best movie ever. it was still fun.
A Very Brisk Walk
"o...oh," she breathlessly said, and hemlock watched with a sick little joy as her mind whirled, putting all the pieces together. "then... you..." "mmm?" hemlock leaned in, waiting for the revelation to hit. "you... you...."
Blood or Flesh - Part 7
If she birthed a child to hemlock, they would look so alike no one would dare question the heritage and hemlock would never say for he’d be killed for it.
Taking The Bait
But hakar was far from done, as hemlock was coming forth, trying to work around his body and take the position...the zangoose put up no resistance, shifting to let hemlock do as he pleased.
The Jaws of Hell
My mind replayed the point i attacked hemlock. everything was blurry, but i could recall one thing clearly. i didn't hit hemlock with a balled fist. "master!"