a romance in the countryside: chapter 6
Wow, this one came pretty quick. As per usual, this has gay material in it. If you're not old enough or you don't like this sort of stuff, you know where the back button is. If not, enjoy!... "I can't." "You can." "I can't." "You can." "No...
Flora: Singing Sisters
Seated at the desk was a black-furred singing rabbat with clear blue eyes and frosted blue paws. they tapped at their cheek as they peered down at the paper and frowned.
Sing, sweet Dove
In the presence of a singing ring dove, the beast will lie contented for hours. dove traced the sleep-lines of her beloved, singing softly. it is amazing that such a fierce creature could look so innocent and harmless while sleeping.
So Sings the Choir
"so sings the choir," he agreed, tilting his head in acknowledgment. "so, in any case, i shall not lose you," she whispered, her voice equally playful as his was being, yes, but with a sudden tinge of seriousness.
The Songs I'm Singing
Hello, dearies! I've been doing the Why??? journals for a while, but this isn't one of them - the format might be vaguely similar, but this time, I'm letting the Hockey Hunk characters to introduce some of _the_i_r_ favourite music - maybe...
Caged Birds Singing
"Bonjour, mademoiselle." Bri flinched and looked up, both relieved and terrified to see Chris. She'd been dreading this moment since being led to the mess hall. At least she'd slept well; evidently 'first thing in the morning' literally meant midnight...
How to Save a Spark
Mentally steeling himself, spyro listened to ember tap away at the keys, and then began singing, "step one you say we need to talk, he walks you say sit down, it's just to talk".
Black Box
He slowly opened them and beamed at her, 'that was amazing, you sing like an angle!' he babbled excitedly 'w-what?, really, you really like my singing?'
The Hitchhikers Guild (Chapter 1, Part 1)
When they finally reached town, they were lustily singing along to the lyrics with practiced ease. "_big wheel keep on turn~! proud mary keep on burn~! rollin'~! rollin'~! roll_- hey, there's the place!"
Soul Makossa- Part Two
Presumably from hours of high-energy singing and dancing (this was how cameroonian musicians performed) his bare chest was relatively muscular though notas much as the rhino at the entrance.
What Have I Done
Feeling fit to burst, he continued singing. "erase my-self, and let go of what i've done!"
Transgressions, regressions.
The magical voice kept on singing...making his eyes water unconsciously, he began a run towards the source...