Dragon In The Lunch Room.
She leaned up and kissed me. her hand slid into my hair, fingers threading through it firmly. the kiss deepened without hurry, without apology.
Love is a feline: Final
She leans in close to whisper into my ear. “there are some necklaces made for longer fur but clients still don’t like them.” “oh.” i listen genuinely interested. she leans back.
"Who's The New Kid?" [Part 1]
I leaned my guitar against the table and leaned into him, embracing the sobbing tiger. "it's alright scy. nobody's going to bully you here. if anybody says something you don't like, just tell me.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 10: Second Chances
Nelneras resisted the urge to lean closer. not yet. the game was just beginning, and if axton wanted to play with masks and measured distance, so be it.
So Many Miles Away
Seeing the opportunity she’s giving me i lean in and kiss her on the lips. she returns my kiss with one of her own and pulls me closer.
A Friendly Wager: Beginning
With that, mikemon leaned to the side and ripped a seven second fart. then, he leaned to the other side and ripped a longer and smellier fart than the last.
Integration: Part Eleven
Ryan leaned over to look in the back seat at the other soldier. "you saw the pictures! they're fucking giants." sampson leaned back seat and swallowed hard. "that was more like a hundred feet."
The Halfblood, Chapter 19
Indeed, all he did was blink, and gently place his and over top of the lucario's fist, leaning in again. "you remember then. who was it that shattered your heart rain?" ghost asked again, leaning in even closer.
My Life as a Dragon Slave Book 2 Prologue
I walked over to her and hugged her, kissing her cheek before i leaned down and kissed her sleeping daughter. "hello verdera." she said softly, rocking her daughter in her arms. i smiled at let her sit by me.
Festival of Stars
“yeah…” leaning close, she bumped her snout against atlas’s again. --- * * * end
The New Girl
He sits up, rubbing his eyes, to see a beautiful white husky leaning on the doorframe, one eyebrow raised at him.
Cry havoc!
She leaned against the other dog. "what happened to you?" "what do you mean?" "are you dead?" "no. i mean, i don't think so." forster leaned down, sniffing the fur of her neck contemplatively. "and you don't smell dead."