Twilight can't handle the heat. It burns in sensitive places during important speeches. Thankfully, Spike has returned home from a break-up. Will he be willing to tend to her problem, while overcoming his own, without ruining their friendship?
Her muzzle scrunched into itself, and her eyes tightened in needing to face her soon-to-be subjects. Yet, the heat between her legs held her back. It was impossible. Already soaked was her as heated tickles now nipped at her fuzzier lips. Swollen and pulling for attention. Licks or thrusts of satisfaction.
Wouldnt it be better and more clear if it was worded like this? "Soaked as she already was, little heated tickles now nipped at her fuzzier lips."
Other than this tho, this was a nice warm and somber read thanks for a good story to read in the morning.
Good story so far I'm looking forward to it. Also who the fuck is disliking all of the comments on this author's stories and blog posts with 2 accounts? Get a life
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Wouldnt it be better and more clear if it was worded like this?
"Soaked as she already was, little heated tickles now nipped at her fuzzier lips."
Other than this tho, this was a nice warm and somber read thanks for a good story to read in the morning.
Hey, nice work! Looking forwards to Wednesdays and Saturdays.
Not my kind of ship or story, but by god is that cover cute as hell.
Nice.
Good story so far I'm looking forward to it.
Also who the fuck is disliking all of the comments on this author's stories and blog posts with 2 accounts? Get a life
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