“STROKE” на русском языке

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другие переводы

глагол
погладить
stroke caress
поглаживать
stroke pat
ласкать
caress fondle pet stroke canoodle nurse
задавать такт гребцам
row the stroke stroke pull the stroke
задавать такт
stroke
испещрять полосами
stroke stripe
штриховать
hatch shade stroke hachure
перечеркивать
cross stroke
гладить рукой
stroke
имя существительное
удар
hit impact blow strike shock stroke
ход поршня
stroke
ход
progress stroke running travel process motion
штрих
hatch stroke touch dash line trait
мазок
smear swab stroke brushstroke touch daub
черта
feature line dash stroke trace side
длина хода
stroke travel
взмах
wave stroke swing sway sweep wag
приступ
attack fit assault bout seizure stroke
паралич
paralysis palsy stroke apoplexy
поглаживание
stroke
прием
reception acceptance method appointment device stroke
толчок
push impetus impulse thrust kick stroke
бой часов
stroke
стиль плавания
stroke
отдельное усилие
stroke
отдельное движение
stroke
взмах весла
stroke of an oar stroke
приступ болезни
attack stroke
имя прилагательное
загребной
stroke

синонимы

имя существительное

blow hit thump punch slap smack cuff knock wallop clout whack thwack bash swipe smite

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caress fondle pat pet touch rub massage soothe

примеры использования

They went at it stroke for stroke.

She flung her arms around him, pressing as close as she could get, meeting his tongue stroke for stroke.

In another life, another possible future, he would have let them stroke his ego and other body parts.

‘Let me,’ he says, and we roll so I’m lying on my front and he can stroke my back.

The touch wasn’t slicing, but gentle—such a gentle, tentative, wondrous stroke that he roared.

”He continued to stroke her head.

Percussion and horns blasted; low stringed instruments started a rushing stroke of music.

All of it gone at a stroke.

The harp strummed, and mountains rolled ahead, as if a veil had been cleared with the stroke of those strings, and she was flying toward it—toward a massive, mist-veiled mountain, the land barren save for moss and stones and a gray, stormy sea around it.

He held his knife like a paintbrush and prepared to make his first stroke.

Because he wanted her to touch his wings, to learn where to stroke while he fucked her so that he’d come hard enough to see stars, to learn what places to stroke even while he wasn’t fucking her so he’d come in her hand, her mouth.