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143 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 1, 2022
𝘑𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦-𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘨, 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘖𝘳𝘤 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘒𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨?
The video soon ends, and the light flicks back on. I feel like half a lifetime has passed since this morning. Fuck. I’m mated to an Orc. I’ve sat through a number of sensitivity training sessions with other company members, usually teaching them how not to micro-agress the undead, respecting the cultural boundaries of swamp creatures and accommodating the needs of cursed peoples. I’ve seen most of these videos enough to have them half-memorized. None of them have made me feel like I’m back in seventh grade watching a video about the wonders of puberty through my fingers.

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“Drawing blood is an Orc betrothal custom. Apparently, it has roots in some kind of physiological response. Blood Fever or something it’s called,”
I’m just dating him the way I would date anyone.
There isn’t a lot of mattress space left in my bed when he stays over, so I roll off the top of him and land a little too hard on the floor.
We’ve already been very, very, very late twice.
I've been seeing Khent after work and getting my back blown out nightly,
I’d imagine that there’s likely also something about being pumped full of Orc cum nightly that calms the raging fever down.
“I tug on his tie and he leans in for another kiss goodbye. He doesn’t even fully kiss me back, he’s smiling too hard, the nerd.”