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biceps
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Biceps is a point in a metrical pattern that can be filled either with one long syllable (a longum ) or two short syllables ( brevia ). It is found in the dactylic hexameter and the dactylic pentameter . It is not to be confused with resolution , which ...
Usage examples of biceps.
His uniform shirt was tight without the armor, and through the thin material she saw bulging biceps, powerful pectorals, and a host of manly muscles.
His huge hands flexed into even more massive fists, his great teeth bared into a fierce grimace, and his biceps bulged, straining through his shirt.
His evening clothes tightly hugged every masculine muscle from his bulging biceps to the powerful quadriceps in his thighs.
Smiling at him, she ran her fingers up his arm, over his biceps to playfully fondle his earlobe.
With all the bandages around his biceps, forearm, thigh, and calf, he looked like a beaten refugee.
Worlag ichor had infected the wound, and the biceps were twice the size they should be.
She followed his blow, striking under his arm to the inner flesh of the biceps and then tearing again at the artery.
The biceps in his upper arms bulged around the silver bands with the small turquoise stones.
His long raven hair was tied back with a beaded red headband, his muscular thighs concealed by the fringed leather leggings, his biceps accented by the twin silver bracelets with the twinkling turquoise stones.
When she could only stare at him, terrified, he clamped his hands down on her biceps, shaking her until her teeth rattled.
He put out his arms where they were, on display, until she looked at them and saw the angry red scorch marks on his forearms and heavy biceps, as much of them as she could see from under his short-sleeved shirt.
Thang an excuse to bat her eyes, reach out and squeeze the biceps of his closest arm, playing the damsel in distress to maximum effect.
But her silver hair had brushed his arm, a cascade of silk only rivaled by the smooth flesh of her wrist caught in his grip, the soft swell of her breast against his biceps, and the sweet scent of her female body.
His biceps bulged under the tight fabric above his elbow and she stared a moment before pulling her gaze away, annoyed at herself.
With both hands wrapped around the golden hilt, she swung her sword, biceps taut, stretched, her entire body behind the killing blow.