Toroko Got Fingered: Chapter 2
"that- that's not a treasure, that's soap with my f\*\*\*\*\*\* armpit fur on it!" king corrected me. "shh...i'm pretending it's a treasure!" i whispered to him, grinning like an idiot. "get out of the goddamned shower, you imbecile!"
John Hammond: Revenge Of Darkness
The coffin wasn't destroyed, but was sent all the up up to the moon god's armpits. but scrooge mcduck was still on the loose! "you fools, friendship and teamwork are for fools!"
Jock and the Fox: Chapter 1: The Start Of Something New.
I squatted down and picked up the metal can and sprayed it across my torso and under my armpits. after i closed the lid i slid it back into the black bag and walked out of the locker room.
water falls
Finally, arms, armpits, back, belly hips, the legs, then the tail all the way to his tip. he never forgot the paws, not anymore. when he was absolutely certain he had washed the soap out, he could turn off the shower.
Bound and Raised
A third rope was threaded through his armpits around the chest harness, tightening the loops and preventing jay from slipping them off his shoulders. the leopard tugged on the rope and the canine could feel the coils tighten around his arms and chest.
Struggling With Inadequacy
Sweat coated his brow, and soaked right through the armpits of his shirt as he lofted the axe over his head again.
Gortoz 'A Ran - ch 78 - To call it a day...
Locking his arm underneath my armpit and kicked the back of legs to take him down... but he turned and took another swing at me...
Spring Cleaning: A Talespin Fanfic
Kit was so sweaty his armpits were like waterfalls. molly took some old newspapers out of the plane and dumped them in a big green trash bag. kit wiped his forehead. "okay now i will clean the pontoons while you finish dusting inside".
Ebony Dreams (WIP)
Zsukaza switches to a taller can and sprays just hir armpits and smiles. walking back out into the bed room, the chakat grabs a bra and green short sleeve top from the dresser and quickly gets dressed.
Power and Pride III: In Our Blood
He let it flow over the enemy he dropped to the ground, a saber singing past where his head stood seconds ago, _his_ blade driving forward to lance into a half inch gap just under the enemy's armpit.
Chapter Four: Husky Breaks Down...
He then buried his face into the nook of chris's armpit and sobbed into it lightly. the blackwolf held him and gave the mess called husky a few pets and pats like any good friend would. timber hadn't said a word after that. matt drove in silence.
Fyve 1: A Day In The Life
Both daggers planted themselves firmly in the front of the man's shoulders, between his armpits and collar bone.