Servant and Dragon: Love thy Master (Part 2) - Commission by Arnak
To the baths, now." “when you are sufficiently cleaned you begin magic lessons with me." quinn had somehow procured additional books and threw them into archie's room before following them to the baths.
The Tribe had Always Warred Chapter 6: The Horselords
Freja notes that they passed kemaslan’s bath tent, the scent of perfume still coming off it.
An Unlikely Haven
Names, what to wear, how to greet someone, and where to bathe would only be the beginning. he wondered what the next day would have in store for him.
Acadamey's Highs and Lows 6
Raptor turned in his still made bed, his eyes plastered now lifeless blinds, half expecting the motionless shingles to pull back and bathe his room in a blinding bath once again. instead, the bird would be left with darkness. perfectly still darkness.
The Eevee Chronicles
He remembered he forgot to take a bath after playing with aipom all day yesterday. knowing it would be rude to take a bath up river, while stantler were down-stream drinking, he decided to go to the lake and have his bath there.
Saphira's Heat Preview
"fine blödhgarm.i'm just bathing."
Journey to another wold ch19
Once my laundry was done i headed back up stairs to help jenavee with her bath. man things were starting to really look up for us.
Vina's New Daddy
Along the edge of it stood several bottles of shampoo, bubble-bath, bathing-oils, bathing-salts, and other miscellaneous condiments...
The Great War - Part One
She growled and whirled, coming in and firing her energy attack at the tanks, killing three, as another dragon bathed all the infantry with fire as he skimmed by.
Curse of the Crinkle Crate! | Chapter 2
Harumphing, the fox slid off of his washing machine, and padded back over to the box. kneeling down, he hesitantly lifted the lid of it once more, looking nervously inside.
Claire's Little Niece (Part 3 of 4)
She did not speak as she did this, simply lifting his arm and washing it before moving on to the next one. andlat sat there in the warm water, although the bath was fairly low, the water barely above his belly button.
Poetry of Power
The touch of it- a salty, swaying ocean, washing you away, feeding your rage and the evergrowing neediness and desire to fulfill your dark purpose.