Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Eleven

The dying embers of the campfire sizzled as Martin downed the last of his fifth of whiskey, the liquid searing his throat and sinuses. With the close of the workweek, the apprentice surveyor maintained the Arbour Surveying Agency tradition of...

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Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Twenty-six

Martin stepped forward and offered his hand to the confused magnate. “Mr. Al-Kutami? Martin Halsted. This is my, uh, friend Namo.” The man grasped Martin’s in return and shook it, followed by Namo’s. As he shook the faun’s hand, his brow furrowed, if...

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Making things right P6

He didn't slow. couldn't. his lungs burned, his legs trembled, but he forced himself on, every breath a battle, every step a prayer.

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Bull milking

>every now and then, you make sure to slow it down, making sure he only leaks at best. you're aiming for this one to be the last.

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Future Sanctuary - Chapter 1: Fireball

The felinoid male bows again, "it does not appear to be a natural object, it is slowing and our black skyships reported it came from out of the system at extreme speed, slowing significantly with a bright flash before it entered the atmosphere."

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Living Legends: Volume (Mew)Two: Part 5

But alcohol has certain effects on people." he said with a slow nod, "surely you're feeling it by now...a little bit floaty, happy?" he asked. sin paused a moment, and then gave a slow nod. "everything seems happier, and brighter..."

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Sedentary

His jogging had slowed to a lumbering waddle, and that was even beginning to slow. he could feel more weight finding him as his pace continued to slow, but it was only coming on at an incredibly slow pace.

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Welcome to Heat Street: C6 - Signal Loss

One claw tapped against the rim in a slow, idle rhythm. her jaw lowered to rest on his head, and she nuzzled him once — casual, unthinking — like he was something warm she didn't want to put down.

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Taken by a Monster: Part Four: Showing How She Feels

I smiled down at him, then leaned over to lick his chest in a slow sinuous circle before once more turning my mind to the matter at hand. his cock was undoubtably huge, but i knew...if we did this slow and gentle...my body could take him.

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 12: Soft Places, Sharp Edges

The preening slowed to an absent-minded movement, guided more by touch than purpose now. and then came harvest day.

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