Kaiju ga Gotoku 6.7 - The Taste of Victory

After their thrilling match and their passionate kiss beneath the spotlight, Gen and Meiji felt more liberated than before as they walked hand in hand back to their apartment. Once inside Gen slammed his friend onto the bed, the sound of creaking...

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Kaiju ga Gotoku 5.3 - A Taste of the Shadows

Kiryu was surprised at the woody taste of the balor cig, like a campfire in his throat compared to the strong fission burst that sogra was tasting. "//hoo!//" she gasped with a grin.

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Night Of The Lepi

A third sip, and i can taste what i'm drinking. nothing much to say about that. the house special does what it needs to, and little else. the place is pretty full. fifty or more. usually is.

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The Assassin's Dark Tales-Chapter II: Virgin Taste

After sneaking from the sewer at dusk, Swift-Knife swam through the gutters, out of the city, and soon enough stumbled into a camp of bandits nearby. They tried to attack the Argonian, thinking he would be an easy kill, having nothing on but a dirty...

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The Taste of Terror Chapter 2: Long Term Relationship

He felt the gryphon's tongue running through his snowy fur, tasting his prey, and a sudden snarl of raw, animal hunger momentarily deafened him. " oh gods... your taste. how i managed to let you live for three months... to delay this _ecstasy...

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Song of heart. (A taste of what I have composed in the past.)

## Here by my side Waiting....dusk is late and I am waiting. Silently as the wood who's listening. The winds have fled, the mists settled, laid to their rest across the fields where we would walk, if only you were here. Waiting, breathe the air...

How I miss the sweet caress of the wind and the taste of sweet love

It has been quite some time since I last stretched out and released into my wolf form. Slinking into the primitive ways of life only following my instincts and heart to hopefully guide in the right direction. I truly love the sweet, enticing zing that...

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Bitter Sweet

Sometimes i ask myself if tasting savory all the time is a sin i ask myself if tasting bitter is truly tasting. i ask myself if tasting anything is learning. i ask myself if tasting nothing is dying. flavors get better as you age.

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Ander - Part 1: Subchapter 22

"the death of a deer tastes better than the death of an owl, the death of a stag tastes better than the death of a deer, the death of a bear tastes better than the death of a stag! and... better than the taste of the death of a bear..."

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Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 22

"the death of a deer tastes better than the death of an owl, the death of a stag tastes better than the death of a deer, the death of a bear tastes better than the death of a stag! and... better than the taste of the death of a bear..."

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Our Sickness

With a taste for victory, my life torn apart by war i know peace is what i'm dying for its our sickness, when push comes to shove when your staring down, the barrel of my gun taste my hatred, for what i hold true and know, i saved this shot for

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