| Author: | Meara O'Shaughnessy | ISBN: | 1230000009993 |
| Publisher: | Dominant Other Press | Publication: | August 7, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Feral Imprint | Language: | English |
| Author: | Meara O'Shaughnessy |
| ISBN: | 1230000009993 |
| Publisher: | Dominant Other Press |
| Publication: | August 7, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Feral Imprint |
| Language: | English |
Jer is a city boy out for a long weekend at a cabin in the woods. When he's drawn into the forest by ethereal figures, can he handle the magic of their touch?
2600 words. Contains scenes of androgyny, ambiguous sexuality, homo-eroticism, and a sensual fairy threesome.
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One of the globes of light drifted toward the ground in front of him, seeming to expand, intensify, until Jer was nearly blind from the light. He closed his eyes. A moment later, the glow once again fading to the deep dark of the wilderness, he opened them again to find a figure standing before him.
The figure was slightly taller than Jer, lithe and slender, with a soft moonlight glow that seemed to obscure the finer details of… her? his? its? body, even though the figure was clearly completely naked. High cheekbones, long legs, perhaps a suggestion of hips below a toned torso, a cascade of straight, dark blue hair over a paler blue face and fiercely green eyes which sparkled merrily.
Jer opened his mouth to ask the obvious question, but the languidness overtook him, and no words came.
Just behind him and to his left, another intense glow, and another presence. He turned to see another figure, similar in some ways to the first. This one was a little shorter than Jer, narrower hips but somehow softer than the first, with pale, stark white skin.
Both figures stepped toward him, with an easy, physical sensuousness that made him think of wild things. Their muscles played underneath their skin as they moved, and watching this raw, animal grace, he began to feel flushed.
Lips brushing his ear: we will share pleasure with you.
Jer is a city boy out for a long weekend at a cabin in the woods. When he's drawn into the forest by ethereal figures, can he handle the magic of their touch?
2600 words. Contains scenes of androgyny, ambiguous sexuality, homo-eroticism, and a sensual fairy threesome.
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One of the globes of light drifted toward the ground in front of him, seeming to expand, intensify, until Jer was nearly blind from the light. He closed his eyes. A moment later, the glow once again fading to the deep dark of the wilderness, he opened them again to find a figure standing before him.
The figure was slightly taller than Jer, lithe and slender, with a soft moonlight glow that seemed to obscure the finer details of… her? his? its? body, even though the figure was clearly completely naked. High cheekbones, long legs, perhaps a suggestion of hips below a toned torso, a cascade of straight, dark blue hair over a paler blue face and fiercely green eyes which sparkled merrily.
Jer opened his mouth to ask the obvious question, but the languidness overtook him, and no words came.
Just behind him and to his left, another intense glow, and another presence. He turned to see another figure, similar in some ways to the first. This one was a little shorter than Jer, narrower hips but somehow softer than the first, with pale, stark white skin.
Both figures stepped toward him, with an easy, physical sensuousness that made him think of wild things. Their muscles played underneath their skin as they moved, and watching this raw, animal grace, he began to feel flushed.
Lips brushing his ear: we will share pleasure with you.
