The Leaves of Fall Act 2: Fear the Nobodies (Part 19)
You're not proud of what you're doing, at all, but you were so hungry — feral, almost \>you drag the still bleeding golden into the stall, shut the door, and… \>eww… \>you crawl out underneath the divider and back into the bathroom \>you wipe a smear
The Smuggler
Agreed nikola, smearing the last traces of cream around her muzzle. she began to take deep breaths in through her nose and out through her mouth, preparing herself for the effort ahead.
The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 14)
\>wasn't that your own flesh and blood now smeared across the tracks?
MoonDust, Chapter 33
The stretchers were coming back out to be refilled, and on the sixth trip bruce cast a long look at the blood smeared and much bandaged mongoose inside. he looked up and over at omar. "you're unloading all the wounded?
Tales of the Shop Keeper: Little Shop of Horsecock
He marveled at the thick length, considering there was no way it was going to fit but he sure was going to try until his eyes fell on the black smear against the wall. he paused, moving to inspect the stain with a soft sigh.
Cosmic Stars - Chapter Two
Across the wall was smeared a crimson streak, unmistakably a streak of blood. the smear ended at the seam of the blast doors that led directly into the command room. _the station was supposedly evacuated_, thought nishant.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 37
He stopped, ran a hand across his dirt-smeared face, and forced himself to take deep, slow breaths. it didn't work. there was this constant sense of urgency, of time running out.
Heart of Ice Ch.4
I finally found a page that mentioned luke several times, including shaky writing and what looked like smeared ink from water, probably tears.
When the trainer's not home
Scat smeared around his mouth. "hey might wanna get clean jack will be home soon" blast said before walking away...
Nightworld 23: The Devil Inside
Nothing more than a smear. thirty. who will save them then? giving in to whatever felt right, jaro threw his arms out, power surging in his chest and shooting up towards his shoulders.
Father fucking revenge
>you look down at your crotch as he smears a thick, white paste on it. it looks like colored vaseline at a glance. >harry puts on a good amount, even coating your balls with it.
Late Night Snack
Slowly lowering the container, his tongue stuck out, guilty and smeared with peanut butter. "i knew it," she said matter-of-factly. "caught you red handed."