It's The Thought That Counts
X3 i hope you all enjoy :3 # it's the thought that counts by zatarra l. vulpe he drew the strings of his hoodie a little tighter, smiling as he arranged the fist-sized censer and bowl together. the lights were dimmed, his outline and shadow mixing.
Counting The Days
It's gotten to the point that the only thing keeping him sane is counting the days... so, funny thing. this chapter was supposed to have been quick and short.
It's the thought that counts
"it's the thought that counts," countered the bull as he plunged into a store.
The Title Counts
It was to be a quick shift, as far as Finley was concerned. Less than half a shift swap and that was it--it was the only reason he'd agreed to it in the first place, especially when he'd gotten off two hours ago. Or was it three? The man shook his...
Counting the Night.
The full moon basks down upon this massive forest. Owls hooting, the leaves and bushes rustling--It's a pretty serene and bright night, almost too eerily quiet. And then a car passes by, rev engine ensuing. Driving around the forest is a dark fox...
Big Where it Counts
Finnick grumbled to himself, he had been caught. Not only that, but the fuzz had burst into his little "operation" without warning and they got a view of him. He knew that they had been on his tail for a while, but the fennec had managed to fool and...
Multiple Counts of Indecency
That he accidentally brought a potent aphrodisiac in place of bug spray, and it's certainly not his fault that he challenged miki to a water-drinking contest earlier in the day--but none of that matters after the two of them have been heaped with multiple counts
It's what's inside that counts
The cool paris air flow through the paved road as a young red furred fox walked down the road to a nearby city. She had an electronic keyboard strapped on her back and wore a red top with blue jeans and black high heels with her tail swishing behind...
Fall of count Shal
count shal was in his wizardry lab with another slave strapped down to a table and gagged. this slave was oomar himself.
It's The Small Moments That Count
I must've lost the count of how many times i blew off my load, and even for a lion with studly equipment like i had, cumming that many times had its consequences.
21 Days and Counting
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Honor Where it Counts
--1 Ricky was huffing in healthy exertion, dragging a murderous-looking beast by the hind legs. Its bulk caught on what seemed to be every single tangle of weeds and prairie grass. The weeks spent stalking and luring this beast had worn heavily on...