#enver

lots of news this month: my short story THE THAW is included in the inaugural DD Market bundle 🔞 on sale now until June 17th. you can support 39 artists and writers for 30USD and we'll all feast in pleasure.

THE THAW | a short story through a life defined by childhood abuse, death, and sex. Field medic Enver Kaychak puts up a taciturn and at times menacing front, but in the hushed privacy of the woods (and into the body of his equally-tortured comrade, Daniel) Enver's tension quickly unravels.

☾ intimacy action prompts.

There was nothing quite like a horny little dog. And that's what Enver was, down on his knees on the floor, as always. A peasant. A servant to Raphael, joining the many others that ran around on all fours, or wore their collars and chains.

Now that Enver had turned to a man and had a taste of incubus flesh, he was addicted. Naturally. Haarlep was not at all surprised, in fact, Raphael's incubus expected that Enver would want more.

More, more, more.

More of feeling tended to, more pleasure, of body and soul, and now his cock leaked like a faucet that would never stop, like the waters of the restoration fountain that trickled every hour.

Haarlep's expression was seductive, eyes hooded and a smile gracing his lips. His tail traced Enver's chin, lifting it up as he pressed himself against his leg.

"Good pet, Enver. I can taste your excitement from here. I can see how rigid you are." He pulled Enver's hair into his fist, shoving his face against his clothed cock.

I changed her skin tone! 💖 I figured the stars on her skin show up wayyy better!!