A Real Stud
She whispered and ran her nails lightly along his chest. the dazed vanir raised his head and his brown eyes didn't seem to focus right as he blinked at her. "i'm next.
Stuck Forever
nailed in my suit.
College Years
Look freshie, i just put this polish on my nails so i ain't touchin' anything until they dry. just go over and sit that furry tail of yours down in one of the chairs until i'm ready for you."
Family Days 17
A poster was on one wall, put up with a nail...of all things. they had a stern conversation about why nails _weren't_ meant to be used for such purposes, and he knew his son hadn't known any better.
Among the Stars. Chapter Ten.
While his nails remained a darker tint. they changed with his mood, that electric blue energy would make every strand of fur on his body radiated with that neon blue light.
Daily Mischief - A snack for two
Even before he could get a lung full of the musky paw the dull nails dug into the floor, scratching back and the curled toes caught the cat tightly in their embrace.
The Meeting
nails giggled and left the toilets before heading back to his family and told them of what happened in the toilets when they asked about his nose. "nails! nails...wait up will you?"
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 40
There were tiny crescents of blood above each nail, not dry like the deer's blood on his face, but fresh and flowing. "i'm not part of that tribe anymore. my tribe is smaller now. i didn't ask to move, it just happened. i still don't...
Dirty Laundry. Chapter Two.
The sharp nails poking and plucking at the already torn fabric of the chair. “sir…?" logan just asked, confused. sloan's nails retracted as he turned around to face the human standing there. that dimwitted look on logan's face as ever.
Andlat Fox in: The Babysitter!
I mean, look at her nails, bows, and her puffy training panties!"
3:22 Endgame
The nail gun's air compressor took care of that. slowly, he moved his paw to the tip of his ear. isis had nailed him in two places closer to the middle of his triangular ear.
Gray's Christmas - a CTContest entry
Well, other than the sound of my nail, clicking against the marble floor. it didn't start out that way. i just wanted, no needed, to get away.