WOLVES MIST - Chapter 1
He bolted upright, fear still stinging through him, his legs were caught in something, he grabbed at it, the familiar feel of wool against his hands sent his mind reeling, cold sweat dripped off face onto his bare chest, his mind finally making sense of his
I'm Alien or a Time-Traveller... or something. (One)
The stench of young sweat is overpowering as he towers above me. under the sweat there is a strong hormonal scent emanating from his crotch. "give me the ball." he says slowly. then as if he had forgotten, he adds "freak."
Zaliki TF
"i've been ok." she said wiping a bit of sweat from her forehead. "it's warm today. any way do you have that sword i ordered sven?" she asked as she walked towards the canine the old canine nodded. "indeed i do. i just finished it today.
4:21
It was still slightly wet from his sweat. he reached up on the top shelf in the nearest closet, lifting new linen out. his mate was already fast asleep again.
Rainbow Dash Vs Eight Star
Wiping the sweat from his brow, the sorcerer made his way back into the chaos crystal's sanctum. "too much excitement... and pain. definitely too much pain. having this much power **really sucks** sometimes.
World RXS-2679: Carlos and His Cowrantine
Behind him, some guy is dressed up in a baggy sweat shirt and pants along with a hooded jacket hiding his face. carlos looks back at the guy seeing him wiping at his face with some tissues, uh oh! dang it, carlos forgot his mask at home!
August 4: Lemonade and Marbles
I arrived there with my white shirt drenched in sweat, the cloth becoming almost translucent. the days here seemed to get hotter and hotter as they passed.
Feelings
My hands were sweating and my heart was beating out of my chest. "esc...c...cuse me em...m...m emily." even her name was harmonic but here i was stuttering." "one second ken', what do you need amanda."
After a Long Day
Beads of sweat formed as fast as they dropped from her green forehead to roll down her face, making her green scales shimmer in the pale lighting of her work's supply room.
Rising Anew-Chapter 6, part 1-
Silently he washed away the sweat and with it, the memory of that awful dream.
Ragnarok - XXIII
It was not seen save as a far-off dinginess, as if the world were dirty, grey, and not quite there, but it was felt, as vertigo and sweat both gritty and oily.
A Day of Prayer
Achmed sat uncomfortably, waiting for the car to move so that the wind would cool his sweating face. they arrived at the bazaar shortly afterwards. the crowds bustled through the streets before the friday prayer.