Quaking
Though you are not with me
I can fell you
Though your skin isn't pressed to my lips
I can smell you
All of you
Your body and skin call out to me in writhing need
Oh, that wonderful scent of iron
That ever sweet, rusty, life source
My...
Blood, ripping, taste
On Hallow's Eve, beneath the sky
Take the implements described
To some obscure, untraveled place,
The knife, the flame, the words to say.
A pentagram would surely do,
But pick which symbol pleases you
And draw it out with steady care,
Then...
Bad taste, Humor, Poem, Poetry
He didn't realize when his eyes closed, and he had no idea what was going on around him; he didn't feel anything but the taste of his lips, the light tremble before baum also leaned forward, pushing back into the kiss, their lips finally locking in that tender
Bull, Hot Springs, Otter, Shower, Tasteful nudity
A taste for it
* * *
she was waiting on the couch for me when i came home. naked of course, she says that it lets her rusty fur dry naturally and stay soft and shiny. unless someone comes calling, there's really nothing to complain about.
Couple, Cute, Fox, Love, M/F, Pregnant, Short, Vixen, Young, older
Preachers, and prophets, push truth like drugs.
My mind feels gross like slimy slugs.
I'm confused, and used, so used,
so, can't I sleep forever tonight?
I'm too tired tonight,
and I've fucked up again.
Desire over chastity,
I don't think Anne...
Addictions, Drugs, No-Yiff, Obsessions, Other, Poetry, monsters
Eyes floating in my mind lost in my thoughts of your beautiful skin, feeling your taste and sound run through me as i think of your eyes still staring at me in my mind burning a hole into my soul
Beautiful, Burn, Eyes, Poem, Skin, Thoughtful, feel, mind, soul, taste, thought
#4 of poetry
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across the dim room a silhouette
inviting me with it's eyes to the bed
a thousand and one starry night
couldn't compare to your gentle touch
a ballad of tastes and smells
a rush of blood, a haze of breath
your chest raises,
Bed, Dark, Ejeculation, Intimate, Male, Night, Poetry, breath, partner, smell, starry, taste
Though not the first, your fate won't be the last soul shared by many others who remained in fazbear entertainment's establishments, yet the first to experience chica's newly acquired taste...
Animatronic, Avian, Chica, Chicken, Digestion, Female pred, Five Nights at Freddys, Fnaf, Glamrock, Glamrock chica, Implied weight gain, Non fatal vore, Robot, Robot vore, Robot_Pred, Second Person, Second_Person_Story, Security breach, Weight Gain, blurb, oral vore
It made it taste so much better, made it feel so much warmer and more satisfying in her belly.
Anal, Bat, Cock Vore, Cum, Deer, Digestion, Food Play, Foot Play, Licking, Muscle, Musk, Oral, Public, Sweat, WORSHIP, Wings, intersex
"it...it tastes so..." tawyr's shuddering words intertwined with his desperate slurps, "can't...stop..."
"you have to!" asharya wrapped the slender tip of her tail around his throat, yanking him back.
Aroused, Creampie, Cum, Cunnilingus, Feral, Licking, Lust, M/F, Mating, Oral, Orgasm, Passion, Pent-Up, Premature Ejaculation, Pussy, Scalie, Seduction, Seed, Sex, Teasing, Vagina, Vaginal, Wet, Wyvern