I could see from the mirror i was a mess, my shirt was still wet and soaked, i had uncontrollable tears running down my face, the fact is that i looked horrible. i looked over at my phone, i had 26 messages, all from jake.
Anthro, Gay, Gay Relationships, Husky, Love, Plot Development, Sad, Story Progression, Story Series, Wolf, angry, hurt
"s'alright," he chuckled in a very unhealthy fashion and discarded his shirt, handing it over, "nah, i'll be...i'll be all cool, don't worry," he responded, blatantly declining the other's soaked shirt, "i feel warm enough," he explained, but that probably
Bondage, Cat, Husky, Kidnapped, Lizard, Nathan, Slave, Tickled, Tickling, Tiger, Wolf, tickle
Beau smiles and nods in acknowledgment, not hesitating to dry himself and stripping off his soaked pants.
archie blushes as beau freely changes in front of him, his cheeks a burning red noticing that beau was keeping the pants off.
Blush, Canid, Canine, Christmas, Christmas tree, Deer, Dream, Emotion, Emotional, FEELINGS, Fire, First Time, Fursuit, Fursuiters, Fursuiting, Gay, Holiday, Kissing, Love, M/M, Male, Mistletoe, Reindeer, SFW, Santa, Snow, Window, Wolf, apartment, fireplace, fur, furry, merry, warm
But despite being beyond soaked and frozen i've reached my destination. the leafy muddy ground feels soft and slippery underneath my feet. the tall trees tower over me like giants.
Canine, Cave, First Person, Husky, Incomplete, Male, Suspense, escape, orphan, unfinished, woods
Once his heavy breathing subsided, he rose up, flung off the bed sheets and pulled of his soaked night shirt, revealing a handsome, strong chest, with some fluff between the protruding pecks.
1864, Border Collie, Collie, Denmark, Male, Military, Prussia, Sword, Young, old
The two moons hung brightly in the sky illuminating a small rain soaked village. the native lizard folk milled around, going about their typical nightly routines. some talked amongst themselves while others ate or enjoyed playing music.
Argonian, Elder Scrolls, Fanfiction, Fantasy, Story Series
How come this coat is so soaked?
i fight; striding through oceans of dead, ink-drenced trees, not getting damn closer to anything that matters. some mysterious force must be working against my progress. maybe it is life itself.
Fatigue, bitter, essay, everyday, work
The iridescent tears soaked his fur and stung his bloodshot eyes, the chair which supported his frame shook as his weary legs almost gave way time and again.
Love, New Story, Relationships, draft
Heavy boots sounding on the water soaked floor. one... two.... three...
breathe in ... breath out
whoever had entered was standing in front of him now. he felt a breath wash over his covered face.
Prison, Suspension, Young
Thudding of my heart syncs up
with every thud that jumps from the subwoofer,
rolling cross the floor to crash upon the walls;
i feel the cold breath of sound,
shuddering waves of passion,
they slide across my skin with velveteen fingertips
and soak
Love, Music, Oneness, Religion, universe