Against All Odds: Part 33 - Reverie
Another short, damp walk later, alexei padded up the stone path to the old, farm style house that he again called home.
Fallout - Life Goes On
#2 of fallout i sat up in bed, fur damp from sweat, the covers ... i sat up in bed, fur damp from sweat, the covers torn off me.
Stranded - Day 1
Returning to the twin trees i sat down on the damp ground, setting my newly acquired materials in front of me. i set the three bottles up against the base of one of the trees, trailing vines into each of them.
MoonDust, Chapter 20
damp fur matted her cheeks, real tears darkening the silver coat to match her tear-line markings. with a few blinks and eye gestures, imogene opened a private comm channel. "how is he?" "he's dead."
An Umbreon's Quest Chap 5 New but incomplete home
I turned around and saw garomun standing up, the damp cloth fell off his body. i removed the bandage on my arm, pulling it off with my teeth. the bite marks were very faint. i replied, "uh, sulloten farm.
United Through Two Worlds Chapter 26
The air became cool and damp again, but lacked the pungent smell of rot that the cell had possessed.
Lark and Her Dragon
Lark was slowly shrouded in the damp darkness that was draan's mouth. she breathed in, smelling a surprisingly clean damp environment, she assumed it was because draan swallowed his prey whole most of the time.
A Story Never Told - Part 1 - Under the Holy Tree
The air was heavy with the scent of damp soil, cool and rich. ornaments of moss covered roots, songs of birds and the sound of rustling leaves all around.
An accidental ingestion (sea lion/woman vore)
damp furry skin stretched as a great bulge swelled out of its already thick neck. even now it wasn't sure what was happening, as its vision was occupied by a close-up view of charlotte's well-toned ass. confused, it coughed and gagged.
Babysitter Sniffer: Chapter 2
The acrid aroma of her damp socks once again invaded his nostrils, and he felt conflicted. but her confidence and bold actions helped him decide whether he really enjoyed it or not.
Parenthesis
Not another soul is upon the beach, just driftwood and seaweed and scatter debris upon the damp sand. the air has the scent of rain upon it, and clouds hang low above the water, hiding the sun.
Through Breath and Sight - Chapter 3
Something warm and damp and downy that recoils at my touch.