Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 56
He would be able to taste it. with vallah and valery together, inside of him, a part of him, loving him and loving each other forever and ever, he could feed all he wanted and the taste would stay with him.
Becoming Berkley
The bite and zing of the whiskey was there as always, but somehow it tasted better than dustin had ever tasted. it truly had to be some of their best stuff; he'd never tasted any booze that was so good.
SESSION 2
It all tastes bland. you remember how it used to taste like and you try to concentrate on the taste it once had, but it's just bitter. everything is laced with this bitterness. i miss the taste and i don't know where it went.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 39
Maybe... maybe he'd have just a little taste? surely just one little taste wouldn't hurt? he was sure he'd be able to stop himself from going too far.
Just another Dog Chapter 2
After reading the back and mixing it with water, it still doesn't taste great, bitter, and sharp, it tastes like what id imagine liquifying the black asphalt streets would taste like.
Lupirin: Pain - part 3
"i actually liked the taste of it!" mariah let out a deep growl, and snapped. "stoppit!" adrian blinked in surprise. mariah never raised her voice. "that's my blood." she said firmly. "you think someone else's would taste so good?
Goodbye Mr. Sandwich
Now she was in a rush to taste the delicous mixture of penutbutter and strawberry jam. she spread the jam all over makeing sure to get the corners nice and perfect she then took a bite into the smooth sandwich and let out a sigh of pleasure as she could taste
Knock at the Door
"i wouldn't at all impress me if you fed me like this so the kiss wouldn't taste so bad--" "--and you're right, your diet is fish, deer and small game hehe, this taste more sweet." she said before kissing him again.
Ritual of Re-entry (Otherwise Untitled)
~ he paused a moment, closing his eyes as the water soaked into the dried sticks, "and.. and i taste.. i taste bitterness from the coolant in the air."
Scene from a forest
The wolf searches for the scent he's been longing for, that irony taste of his victim's warm blood. he tastes it briefly on the tip of his tongue, before the eternal flavor of the pines come back to him. his yellow eyes look down briefly at the deer.
Pastry Prilodeoren (Part 1 of 2)
It tasted like a mix of snickerdoodle and peanut butter with a hint of something sour-sweet. it was such an interesting taste that bleo couldn't help but moan in delight. his whole body felt warm, like it was being fuled by a warm, relaxing substance.
Cinnamon Buns
They taste great, but i don't spend too much time on them. i am eager to get to my favorite part. "do you mind?" i ask my captive guest, who is still murring away happily as i eat him.