The Fire Without. (Part I)
A simple thought that had been smothered by so many warnings over a lifetime, living with mother and her limitless supply of dark forebodings. _i don't want to die up here!_ cried ellen.
Too Much Narcissism
He wasn't being smothered by such warm, big soles. he couldn't detect that mouth-watering scent he only found on the balls of greer's feet and in-between his toes.
Baby Bart
Bart groaned, he tried to get up but found himself unsteady, he tumbled and fell on his butt smooshing it into the mush cramming his diaper, he bawled loudly... bart woke in a sweat, "heeeh... huuuueeeh...
The Art of Destruction
He smothered her in praise and gifts, not realizing that she was too soft to let him down to the cold, icy bottom. instead she did him a favor, tried letting him down slowly into the pool of water, hoping that he would float at the top.
Amber Silverblood: Chapter Five
Before i could say anything more, though, mom had ran across the kitchen and wrapped me in a big, smothering hug. "amber, amber, amber," she sobbed into my hair as she pressed her face against the top of my head.
Prologue..
I sat on a low window sill, the cool white wooden surface hard and secure, while i eased back against the arch of the window and gazed out at the cold winds and beautiful white blankets that smothered the town.
Small Box
He covered range in grey flab, smooshing the smaller beagle deep into his warm, yielding pelt before releasing and letting the dog free.
The King's Company: Chapter Seven: The Guildmaster
A good idea unfortunately proven wrong, as they walked forward, the darkness smothered the light, removing their view once again. with no other choice, they pushed forward.
Always Part 3
._ the embarrassment burnt me up worse than the heat smothering me in the deadly combo of graduation gown, thick fur, and the hundred or so other furs in the room all suffering with me.
Melancholy Hearts: Chapter One
There were few other places like this that weren't smothered in smog and polluted with the voices of thousands of people.
The Return of The Monster
He decided to lie on the ground, waiting for the paw to fall on him; it didn't take long for it to smother him, pressing his body against the road. it was a feeling he was exploring for a second time, although he wasn't complaining.
WOLVES MIST - Chapter 5(.0)
The smothering silence of the mist seemed almost holy and the thought of breaking it felt like sacrilege.