| Author: | Meara O'Shaughnessy | ISBN: | 1230000018125 |
| Publisher: | Dominant Other Press | Publication: | September 17, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Feral Imprint | Language: | English |
| Author: | Meara O'Shaughnessy |
| ISBN: | 1230000018125 |
| Publisher: | Dominant Other Press |
| Publication: | September 17, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Feral Imprint |
| Language: | English |
Nothing has been the same since Jer's mysterious encounter with faeries in the wood. He's finding it impossible to find pleasure in anything -- even sex. Compared to the androgynous and magical sensuality of the beings he encountered, it all just seems empty. Even worse, he finds that he himself is changing. Desperate to understand, he seeks answers in the strange creatures that have changed everything for him.
3850 words. Contains scenes of ambiguous sexuality, heterosexual sex, and sensual fairy group sex.
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He yanked his hands out of his pockets and buried his face in them. His mind was swirling and nothing – nothing – made sense. All was just longing, and restlessness, and emptiness.
He drew a shaky breath, and his sigh sounded more like a sob. His eyes were heavy, full of tears, but they choked him and would not fall. Nearby the occasional sound of late-night traffic whooshed by.
Overhead, the full moon reached zenith, and began its slow decent.
Jer imagined he felt someone stroking his hair, and took some comfort in the fantasy. His breathing calmed, and slowed. The knots in his stomach loosened. The traffic seemed very far away. Finally, a single tear fell.
It was more than one hand. It was many tiny hands which, even in his introspective daze, seemed strange enough that he lifted his head.
A fist-sized globe of light, deep blue, floated in front of his face.
We found you.
Nothing has been the same since Jer's mysterious encounter with faeries in the wood. He's finding it impossible to find pleasure in anything -- even sex. Compared to the androgynous and magical sensuality of the beings he encountered, it all just seems empty. Even worse, he finds that he himself is changing. Desperate to understand, he seeks answers in the strange creatures that have changed everything for him.
3850 words. Contains scenes of ambiguous sexuality, heterosexual sex, and sensual fairy group sex.
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He yanked his hands out of his pockets and buried his face in them. His mind was swirling and nothing – nothing – made sense. All was just longing, and restlessness, and emptiness.
He drew a shaky breath, and his sigh sounded more like a sob. His eyes were heavy, full of tears, but they choked him and would not fall. Nearby the occasional sound of late-night traffic whooshed by.
Overhead, the full moon reached zenith, and began its slow decent.
Jer imagined he felt someone stroking his hair, and took some comfort in the fantasy. His breathing calmed, and slowed. The knots in his stomach loosened. The traffic seemed very far away. Finally, a single tear fell.
It was more than one hand. It was many tiny hands which, even in his introspective daze, seemed strange enough that he lifted his head.
A fist-sized globe of light, deep blue, floated in front of his face.
We found you.
