Forty-Four Eat You!

pouting, the moonblossom nodded, and looked about. 'fiiine. then the oak tree's safe!' he said, marching over to it and turning his back on the others.

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Spirit Bound: Chapter Eighty-Six

Aedan pouted but wiped it off his face as lowell's frown deepened. "yes, da." lowell smiled. "better. now be off." líadáin took the pup upstairs.

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Dinner and a .... Foot massage?

Without meaning to francheska let out a whine as her foot was suddenly on the floor, a cold floor no less, her lips curling into a pout. "oh did i interrupt something?"

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Newspapers training

The wolf took a begging position, tail wagging softly despite his attempts to pout. pout that immediately disappeared when a dog treat was offered as a reward. "now, can you roll over ?"

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Dynasty: Origins, Act 02: Colored Crimson

Bernie rolled his eyes and pouted, crossing his arms. i then started the truck, heading into the direction of downtown tonoko. once we arrived in downtown tonoko, it was a bit of a sight for sore eyes.

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GBL High: Chapter Two

Timmy said pouting after making ryan lift an eye brow and then begin to laugh. "god you are a strange one!" ryan chuckled. "attention fabulous people!"

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I Love You Twice: Secrets to Sleep On

Crossing her arms (subconsciously placing them over her breasts), kelly pouted. "how do i know that?

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They'd Never Let Us Know

Sarabi smirked slightly, amused with his pouting behavior and patient enough to wait out his small rebellions. "what was that, simba? i couldn't quite hear you, sweetie."

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3--The Retreat

Markie was smirking, leona was pouting, but clinging to markie nonetheless, teresa was ripping fabric, rowan was giggling, and robert was covering his eyes. he looked down at bill again, who was grinning like an idiot.

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A Spare Buck or Two

Nommz gave a sigh, adjusting his newfound deer horns, arms crossed and pouting. this wasn't how he expected to spend his week. why couldn't he just keep his big mouth shut? taking a bet with a god probably wasn't the best idea, but here he was.

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The Succubus and her Butler

"so, nyla," he said to the pouting princess, "what was that about spelling practice?"

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