Dro/bin
From the tip to the first joint, shi saw not the white flesh and membrane of hir usual wing, but a large metal plate.
A Were Camping Trip
It looked just absolutely dreadful, with his elbow joint bent in the wrong direction. phil's eyes went wide. "aaaaaaoowwwwwww!!!!" phil howled in pain.
Welcome to Heat Street: C6 - Signal Loss
Have someone who didn't treat her like she was built wrong just because she was big and blunt and didn't walk soft. but now, weaving back toward the booth, she realized this wasn't fun for him. she'd been too loud. too touchy.
A Size Too Small
He drew his covered shaft down until the blunt tip nudged and stroked against the soft folds. he used his free hand to brace himself on the bed as he lined himself up and then slowly pushed forward.
(Commission) Renamon vs Guilmon
The pressure on his neck was torture, but ren had pushed his joint right to the edge of its breaking point. guilmon slapped her hip, completely spent. a hissing laugh escaped ren.
Unjust Love. A Shepherd's Love. Part Eight.
A pizza joint with a bar; tan colt sniffed. yeah, this was more like a bar with a pizza joint attached to it. the entire family seemed to enjoy a good drink. cassie was off talking to bradley’s grandparents with her third glass of wine in hand.
Lonely Oak Chapter 55
The joint was held upright, and every once in a while a fleeing ball of light hopped off and faded away into ash. "so." "hang on," the rabbit said, squishing the joint a little. "you smell that?"
Beneath the Soil
Your long, blunt claws can hook around your belt but even then your pants just clump around your ankles.
Expedition: Out of the Fire
There was a pause, like the eye of a hurricane, then weed made his run.
Exiled dragon part two
The human asked and get's even closer to zheff wanting some of the joint."it does and it last a lot longer too!" zheff nods slowly and takes another pull from the joint and hands the joint over to the human."
Gortoz 'A Ran - ch 65 - An old friend's return
As we were talking, we were passing each other that joint, taking a deep inhale each and every time.
Robert
Days of spirits and beer, of wine and weed. days when you fought for my beliefs, though they were never your convictions. we drank not from grief, but in jubilation, for our triumphs no more than our defeats.