Content: MM pairing, Queer, Erotica, Intercrural Sex, Sex as Magic Power. Some mentions of an age difference, but it’s in thousands of years based on dimensional shifts, so, yeah. If that squicks you, protect yourself. Read Part I, An Incoming Tide Read Part II, Wading into the Current Read Part III, Remembering the Sea THURSDAY,…Continue Reading “The Circus Came to Corwen, Part Four, A Shift in the Tide”
Read Part I of The Circus Came to Corwen Read Part II of The Circus Came to Corwen Content: MM pairing, Queer, Erotica, Oral Sex, Sex as Magic Power. WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 15, 1883, EVENING Roe’s hand closed on mine. The callouses on his fingers rasped against my knuckles. We stood together in the dusk while…Continue Reading “The Circus Came to Corwen, Part Three, Remembering the Sea”
Why, hello there! It’s officially Smutathon 2020, and it’s time for everyone to get their mind in the gutter to help an incredible charity – Endometriosis UK. This incredible organization provides support and advocacy to folks with endometriosis. It also supports and contributes to vital research. Let’s talk about endometriosis. Endometriosis is a debilitating condition that…Continue Reading “A Little Audio Erotica to Start Your Smutathon Adventure”
Read “Part I: An Incoming Tide” here. Tuesday, August 14, 1883, Evening Bewildered as I was by Roe’s presence, I saddled my horse, Staffa. We’d been together a long while, Staffa and I, since he was a three-year-old colt. Twelve years. A red chestnut, he’s a knowing, brave creature who’s sweet for peppermint and clover….Continue Reading “The Circus Came to Corwen, Part II: Wading into the Current”
Sunday, August 19th, 1883 The circus arrived in town on Tuesday. A caravan rolled past Merchant Row kicking up dust. It’d been a dry summer, and the dirt of the main thoroughfare puffed up around the wheels like low-hanging clouds. Garish canvases lashed to the side of each wagon proclaimed: Coming Shortly Professor Grell’s…Continue Reading “The Circus Came to Corwen, Part I: An Incoming Tide”
Freedom turns me on. Evenings in the House of Stagg begin with a post-work snuggle. If you’re not familiar, my honey, Mr. Crispy, is a bear of a man. His arms fit perfectly around me, and no matter how I’m feeling, in those moments when we’re cuddling, I know I’m beautiful. He makes sure I…Continue Reading “My Kink is Safe Abortion”
Abortion in America. Where do I even start?