Indigo Rain (Part 1)
It was there in the colors of cheerful brick and somber stone buildings, in the scents from damp shadows and flowering vines creeping across walls that had been old in her grandfather's time.
I'm here for ya, got that?
Luke was about to get another damp cloth when he heard revan speak in his sleep. "no its.... not true he wouldn't leave... me......i need."
Chapter Nine -- Jealousy, The Green-Eyed Monster
He dropped back down onto three legs and limped to the bed, where he arranged himself carefully to avoid dislodging bandages and began to dry his long tail, twitching it up to keep the damp fur off the bedclothes.
Moments of Transition
Craning his neck, rubbing it ... feeling all grimy and ... damp. he hadn't had a chance to shower since coming back from the surface. none of the away team had. they were all in a ripe state, but ... first priority had been to come to the bridge.
Good Enough Chapter 3
Anna was leaning into torrie's shoulder, still crying, her clothes stained with damien's blood, some of it still damp.
Invane: Bearcy Through
With waters suddenly damping the surface of the boats however. we were safe when the boat started rocking. but it never inched or advance forth as worried faces grew upon the other wolves, my eyes widened in surprise. "oh crud."
The Last Resort Story - Prologue (text)
The sky was the overcast grey of a gull's back, the sand a dull, damp drown and their black suits gave the scene an air of funerary seriousness.
Ward 7B
Alex always carried the damp, earthy smell of mud around with him, evidence of his last football or rugby match, or, if there was a tiny hint of blood, (not necessarily his own), his last play-fight with the canine pups in the village.
A odd sandwich filling (hard vore)
The throat at you watch it then for the first time you see that muzzle, opening ahead of you making you squirm with all your might as you look into that warm cavern, strands of drool connecting teeth and breaking up as you watch little chucks of chewed up damp
Bad endings: Slimed
Bending down to examine it closer, he saw a thick, viscous film on the wall, damp with moisture. water from above? condensation? oil? whatever it was, it wasn't here anymore, he realized. taking a step away, he stepped into something wet and sticky.
Chapter one Part one
damp and riddled with soil that clung to the fur on his hands as he had replanted each of the bulbs in their respective clay pot. his mother had taught him as he grew, and he came to appreciate the reward of nurturing the earth.
Simply Hypnotic
It's pretty cramped and damp. but don't worry, i'll carry you every step of the way." if you had any sense to run away, it's long gone now. varro has captured his prey. you are his.