The BlackBlood Alliance Fanfiction: Cricket's first time.
The she-wolf turned to scrum and licked his lips and nose too, her big smile still covering her muzzle. "and thank you too scrum." she said. "uhm... you're welcome, cricket." scrum replied, feeling as awkward as griff felt.
Childhood Nostalgia
scrum turns back to his computer, pulling his thin tail under his thigh, the black tip peeking out the other side. "i have my reasons, alicia. i have my reasons," he says, "we all do. it's a case you'll have to crack."
After the Sunset
Zack, legs began to scrum as he continued to leak onto the blankets. panting, zack gulped, "damnit, mouse, you're good." aidan smiled and began to suck on the cat-fox's pre, licking it up.
Broken Orbs
The ensuing scrum of both his own teammates, and the entire opposing defense landing on top of him. inside the scrum, brutal paws with claw tipped fingers poked and prodded and scratched at every player unfortunate to be on the bottom of the pile.
I'm Alien or a Time-Traveller... or something. (One)
A cheshire horse, brett venter pulls the ball from his side of the scrum. the scrum breaks and everyone on the field prepares for brett's pass to the fly-half.
Halftime Entertainment
When i get into the game, i can't wait to break out, but i also love gettin' down in there behind my blocker, running into the line and straining forward for those precious few yards in the scrum, hugging the ball against my chest, antlers lowered.
An Explosive Night Clubbing
He watched a pair break free of the scrum around the bar and walk drinks in hand towards the discreet door that lead to the private rooms, each room had a large bed with plastic sheets and a powerful sprinkler system perfect for dealing with a messy pop.
Gift for Jamie Otter: Predator Run
If you don't want to end in a scrum, don't swing at em. besides, we know most of you are here because losing is fun. 4. good luck and have fun, winning or losing. especially losing.
"A Little (More) Oral Action" by Sylvan Scott
Whether at the gym, jogging in the park, playing rugby with fellow members of the scrum giants, or sauntering into "the pink room" to make the other boys' mouths water, he was the center of the universe.
Stuffed Toys
Bruno was your average jock, tall, bulky and a little on the slow side from taking too many hits to the head in the scrum when playing rugby.
Never Judge A Jock By His Cover (1)
_"max trust me, at high school i had far worse than this, once i was off school for two months with a broken leg after a scrum ended badly"_ i watch as max winces at the very idea, oh sure i was out of the loop for two months with a broken leg, but it was
Kreuzberg
._ primo grabbed his jacket and joined the scrum to get to the cabin door. he retrieved his suitcase and was met by his driver lars, a dutiful great dane who insisted on carrying on carrying primo's belongings.