Burning Heavens PT1
Just a kit, still almost suckling on his mother's teat. almost. but i was so dependant on them, i may have well been. the battle raged on above us. the hebii fighters, bland and unpainted, waged war against the vaux in their own red planes.
World Building- Sentillios
Oddest of all some possess multiple teats without breast and rarer still, three of the four sets commonly found lactate during and after pregnancy before disappearing once more.
Evokation / Book II: The Devil / Part 8
Cherry paused as markus shifted off her teat, and she picked up a soft cloth from nearby, zerrex watching in amusement as she lovingly brushed down his muzzle before she held him up in front of zerrex, ordering: "kiss him goodbye."
Outfoxed
She whined out as the fingers curled and twisted, pumping with just enough force and squeezing to drag the pressured milk up along the teat.
Northern Ones - Chapter 1: Trial by fire
He snarls at the bound soldier, the looks of anger and disgust clear to all, "then, not able to kill any of the armed opponents they fought, they killed three cubs hardly old enough to be off their mother's teats."
Sister, Lover, Servant, Slave
She had always acted respectful towards jet, always referred to him as 'young lord' - he was, after all, the son of her master, even if he had supped at her teat as an infant, shared a crib with her daughter, and spent his early years thinking of her as a
Lost Legend of Agrok Ch. 4
Her eyes were tightly closed and she held her tail in her hands as she suckled on it as a mammal infant would a teat. tears streamed down her scaly cheeks to follow the rest to her chest.
A White Mare
Celestia was acting difficult around her teats again, but at least this time she didn't mind me looking. they were pretty much in plain sight anyway. i got to washing her legs, and when i reached the fetlocks, she went rigid again.
Summer Vacation Of The Living Dead - book 4
A few moments later, jeff gratefully received his coffee, and went over to sit at the table with carlos and martina, all of them sipping from their mugs like babes from their mother's teats.
The Taste Of Grass
Buttermilk moved to teat number two and proceeded to chow down, once again caprice grimaced slightly, this time giving the little foal a bit of a bop on the head with her nose. "if she keeps biting me, i don't know what i'm going to do.