Role Reversal
The wolf had barely kicked off his jeans, stripping down to nothing but his boxers before he flopped heavily down on the bed, bouncing a little before he came to a rest, his tail wagging a little behind him. When the bouncing stopped, he rolled over...
Changing Roles
The sound of lustful grunts and groans echoed through the small stable while Vincent LeFalliaon stood with his haunches relaxed against the back door and barely anything stirring except his ears as he tried to block out the noises. It was late,...
The Perfect Roles
She admitted that she wasn't actually crazy or insane, she just... liked to explore and delve into a certain type of role.
Role reversal
Things are not always what they seem on the surface. Contains M/M action, you have been warned etc. \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* It had...
New Roles
They’d starred together in four big movies, with major roles separately in one or more for each of them, and they were rather sought-after stars with their choice of roles at this point.
Role Reversal
. ;) --- characters (c) metalr169 story (c) amethyst mare (arian mabe) **role reversal** _written by arian mabe (amethyst mare)_ "would you back the fuck off already?"
Fitting to the Role
Growing on her as it became almost natural to fill the role.
Shifting Roles
Shifting roles tritus had been waiting for this day all week; he got to see his old friend ceylon!
Required Role
It was the middle of the tourney and here Sir Brice was pulled away from it, to be chided out of sight in some tucked away tent by some woman he barely knew. She stood before him, arms folded over her large chest, as she berated him in a tone that...
Role Reversal
**"role reversal"** the stars provided a blanket of light across the late night skies as na'moc gazed upon them. the zebra rested on the soft grass and felt the breeze of a cool summer night wash over his fur.
Reversing the Roles
Reversing the roles it started like any other club night, with pounding music and thrashing crowds of furs, a writhing, grinding sea of textures and scents. it was a heady feeling to become assimilated, and tonight, that was what ancus was seeking.
Role Model
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