Cry Me a Murder (Part One) : Six Red Tears
Catalina screamed and tried to kick the creature away, but it wrapped itself around her legs and around her midriff in seconds, taking her into a cold, wet embrace.
Breaking Waves (TTW pt. 3)
Kane wished his eyes hadn't flicked right to his midriff as his shirt pulled an inch higher. he quickly looked back up to deacon's face but the raised eyebrow and mischievous smile the gator had noticed.
Between Winters, Part 10 - One Magic Fox
The whistling noise diverted the badger's focus for just a split second, and a split second was all that ashford needed to make a dash and pummel himself headfirst into snowheart's midriff with a "die! snowball, die!"
Sieg and Marien - A Basitin Love Story - Part 4 - Dreams
Both were wearing their training uniforms, though hazel had tied hers into a knot to show off a hint of her midriff, while kaiya had the top two buttons undone, both shamefully rebellious displays.
Escaping the Storm: Part 10
He dwelled upon that, jabbing again as he wrapped his tail around his midriff. life, it seemed, had a way making what he wanted most the most difficult to achieve.
Winter Thunder
A pair of straps, similar to the suspenders, crossed his abdomen just above and below the bared midriff.
My Boyfriend is a Werewolf: Chapter 2
She wore a purple t-shirt that exposed her midriff, but it shown the black form fitting spandex shirt, which the sleeves ended just below her elbow. she wore green cargo pants, tan skateboard shoes, and green skateboard gloves.
By The Ocean's Side. Chapter One.
“show off that midriff of yours and put you on the street to make me some money!” bryan crassly teased. “yes, daddy.” robert played along with, sticking his tongue out before slapping bryan’s ass with his tail making the human jump.
26: Missions and Regrets
She was wearing a pink kimono, a red ribbon around her midriff and baggy dark-green pants. from a quick glance i knew she lived most of her early life in japan and… the next one was a bit more difficult to decipher.
Celebration [2 Year Anniversary Story]
Her clothing had contorted into a kind of silver battle armor consisting of a solid steel breastplate (with no padding, to her dismay), a somewhat exposed midriff area, and a short grey skirt.
The Hollow Silence, Part 3
A terrible fire shot through her midriff, and she felt something tear inside her. _oh god, can't breathe._ she yanked her leg loose from the broken step and crawled the last few steps to the landing, hands and knees and heaving for air.
Havana or Hell, part four
But i pulled the hood over my head and tied a length of twine around my midriff. this way i could pass for a barefoot monk while i made my way through the convention center.