Some Lifetimes Are Like That
Sam purposely spit in a glass and slowly swished the towel around inside it. "nope. i take it you overheard him mention a couple of girl names." "yeah. they sounded kind of pretty." "i'll tell you what.
Aldruin, Chapter II: Councilor
The elf spit this at him in an incredulous tone, apparently expecting to elicit a reaction from the captain that he could capitalize upon. there was a pause of tense silence.
Lonely Oak Chapter 57
He lifted it immediately, and with it came a strand of lukewarm saliva that broke after reaching a few inches in length. as it severed, the final connection was made in his head.
True Blue
The thick, sloppy tongue mooshed beneath his chin whilst his face broke several strands of saliva. stiffling heat bellowed about his ears as the varg groaned over him.
The Redeem: Chapter 13
The most obvious sign of his heat stroke was his saliva turning slime-like. his panting was another sign of how he was getting worse. if jason started vomiting or convulsing, i would lose him.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 3)
Strings of saliva dangle off her top canines. daring to peek above the mouth, he is met with two intense eyes of amber, slashed down the middle by a thin slit of a pupil. neither of them make a move. they don't even know what to move.
Once Strong, Once Proud
He dragged in the body in with his long tongue, covered his meal in saliva, and gulped it down quickly. he didn't want to linger on this defenseless creature.
Allistair the Oathbreaker (dragon TF)
Oh god, was he even able to spit fire?! he was an abomination! allistair the othbreaker! this was his punishment!
Zoey And Jack The Neera
Jacked watched her out of curious, she eyed jack but laid her eyes on andrew and smiled licking her lips coating them in saliva that glistened in the sunlight as she turned towards the window.
Gutpunch 10: The Ur-stalker of the Deathplane; A Hunting
"i can spit fire." "you spit something. which is fire-adjacent. fire is hot. burning. your thing is can barely cook an egg." "talk your big talk. but i was the one to pin you down. and now you are the one forced to read me stories while i get better."
Gutpunch 8 The fall and rise of Raeder Non-Applicable and the critters of Brin
The wind shot up from his lungs and out his mouth, with it strands of saliva spilling on the orc's arm. raeder's eyes, as had become a tradition at this point, almost jumped out of their sockets, bulging with the increase of pressure.
Gutpunch 4: Violence of an almost sexual nature
Finally the whistling was just a light vibration in the air and the dragon's jaw unclenched, his tongue flapping down, dripping with saliva.