Les Citrus, Pt. II
Les citrus (ii) * * * here i am for another day, a chance for just a chance; everyone has gone to pray, but i'm stuck in a trance.
Les Citrus, Pt. I
#19 of poetry c.2019 a poem about a very shy and quiet citrus fruit farmer. a three-part series. les citrus (i) * * * pallor from the coming squall, that chills you to the bone; we tended the fields for fall, to bring food back home.
The Citrus Hotel: Preparation (Anthro TF/TGs)
The citrus hotel and the convention staff both allow guests of the hotel to see it being set up and all the magic that goes on there.
Commission: A Hard Business Indeed
citrus smirked at the comment about his talking issue, but already had the perfect answer prepared for it. "the ladiesss love it, but they love the reassson for it more."
Sex on the Beach
A sweet blend of citrus and alcohol tickled my nose. "i missed you too. you're acting weird though. did you think i invited you down here to make out or something?" shit. "maybe." her laugh did make me jump.
Commission: A Line to Cross (Shadow Run Story)
Skie lifted his own gun up and soon citrus caught on the what he was going told.
Shadow Gazer
"this is citrus squeeze, he's one of our local farmers," quill said, introducing the pony to shadow gaze, "citrus, this is shadow gazer, the pony i told you about?" the farmer nodded.
Unexpected Bromance Intro/Chapter 1
R: citrus... if this was'nt our beach house, i would'nt have pulled into it. c: ohhh...... ry: dumbass....
Painful Solitude Ch.5
A soft, citrus-like scent, from his shampoo no doubt. alex had noticed the smell many times before, and it always made him smile. he'd never imagined zane to be a citrus-shampoo kind of guy. but he'd also never imagined zane would date him, either.
Commission: The Hunter (Shadow Run Commission)
"sorry about that," citrus spoke up easily, but turned his attention back to skie once more, "what are you doing?"
Birth of Venus - Book preview
Her housecoat smelled of citrus and cardamom. “big thoughts?” lillian nodded, badger nose twitching. “i wanna change my name.” margaret blinked but didn’t laugh. “oh?” “i don’t want it anymore,” she replied, looking at her mother.
Off Leash Chapter 4
Dogs complain about the smell, but cats hate it more than a basket of citrus." i let loose a sawing growl, which i hoped would translate into, "because it hurts, you flipping idiot." sabrina poked her head around the corner.