Leather Novels & Stories

Then the house slippers. Then came the leather. They went to a shop that smelled of tanning oil and metal. Fennigan picked out a fitted leather vest--something he said was good for riding and for "stopping a claw if things get rowdy during training. "It made Leela feel tough just holding it. But then, the dynamic changed. Elana's voice seemed to be echoing in Fennigan's head: Anything she wants. They walked into a boutique that smelled of vanilla and money. Leela stopped to look at a delicate gold necklace with a green stone that matched the vines on her bed. She admired it for maybe five seconds.

He didn’t mind sharing his knowledge. “Do is a breastplate, that is, the cover of the abdomen and breasts, usually it is bamboo or plastic construction. Kote are gloves, that are the covers for hands, joints and parts of the forearm.” He paused for a moment. Nick walked towards them, but somebody stopped him in the middle. “They are made of thick, densely quilted multi-layer fabric, with seagrass lining and the whole thing is reinforced with leather elements. The last part of the armor is tare, an apron, hip protection and is made of multi-layer, densely quilted fabric.”

In some places the thick leather was so damaged that small holes were created. Row took it from him and looked for traces of the chemical. "Looks like a strong acid or alkali, something caustic." Her beautiful eyes widened and she turned her head with a jerk to Aiden, so that the wet blond mane splashed drops of water on the others. She grabbed his right hand and turned it back and forth, examining the skin. A few pink spots had bloomed on it, but otherwise it looked unharmed.

Bypassing the omega, Shiketsu held out the sheepskin for Linus to take. “I know it’s not the most useful item for a mercenary band but it’s the finest thing I have to give. All the omega’s around here have one from my stock, they are the softest and thickest of pelts you’ll find around here. They like them for their nests and for their young.” The beta wasn’t wrong. Upon taking the offering wordlessly, he discovered the leather to be soft and the wool lush. It was something that would do well in any wealthy merchant’s home; a center piece to sit in front of the fire or on a bed during the cold winter.

Still, the rouges were laughing but the laughter soon stopped when Lanna's walking stick spun through the air and whacked the lead rogue down "You bitch" he spat before adding "kill her". The rogues all came forward as one, as me and Acre are about to run to her side a flash of silver spun through the air and we watch as Lanna spins and twists, cutting down the rogues, it almost as if she is doing a dance, one by one we see the rogues dropping, Acre leans into me "Did you know her walking stick was a sword? ha asks confused "Dude I didn't even know she had a walking stick, but she sure knows how to use it"

Capri questions Leo’s every thoughts. He would cry as she’d reject his advances on moving past his mistakes. He was not shut out entirely, but for him he was not getting enough of her time and attention. She would not sleep with him, but there were other ways to satisfy his desires. They would face time and she’d show her perky breasts as he stroked his shaft. He would send videos of him in the shower jerking off and climaxing all over the tub and that would drive Capri wild wishing it was her. She could not help but wonder if the feeling was the same of his hands all over her body, grabbing her throat from behind and spanking her ass.

Get it. I bought it, feeling excited. Next, we wandered into a shop selling leather goods. Roman picked up a brown belt, wrapping it around his waist to check the fit. I browsed bags, running my fingers over a soft leather purse in deep blue. It had a long strap and pockets inside. “This one?” he asked, seeing me hold it.“Yeah, it's perfect for carrying stuff around.” We paid and continued down the street.

Around my neck, a silver chain hung, bearing a delicate gemstone—deep green, like a forest under the moonlight. My pants were replaced by black leather trousers that moulded to my legs, designed for both flexibility and style. The leather was soft, yet strong, and shimmered with an almost ethereal glow. At my waist, a thin belt adorned with more silver and gold runes hung, as though it were a part of me. My boots were high, made of soft, worn leather that reached just below my knees, with intricate designs etched into the surface. The soles were thick, designed to give me a sense of stability, lik

Brandon paused at a leather valet tray set, the kind meant for keys, watches, and small personal things. “This feels right,” he said quietly. “For a home you’re building together. Something you use without thinking about it.” I smiled. “Arthur would love that. Practical. No fuss.” The associate mentioned it was hand-stitched in Italy, vegetable-tanned, lined in suede, produced in a limited run each year. Brandon turned one tray over, noting the option for a discreet debossing beneath the base. “This,” he said quietly. “This is something you keep.” He looked at the associate. “I’ll take this.”

"Put this on. You're late and it will be a soft spot the judges will use to bring down your score. So you'd better do something unusual to patch up your weak spot." Lea stared at the clothes proffered by Jayden. It was a very fine and elegant set of racing suits, black in color and made of high quality thin leather. "Jay, whose is this?" asked Lea suspiciously. The brand tag was still hanging from the neck of the dress and Lea's eyes widened at the sight. This is the design of a famous designer who uses unusual materials such as leather, plastic, and even dry leaves, as the design material. "It belongs to my younger cousin," Jay