Armina

“Get your own fashion adviser,” Barrons growled. “Maybe I decided I like your style.” “Maybe you thought if you were more like me, she’d fuck you, too.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“Why not?” He sounds resigned. “Might as well fly into the heart of the enemy where the primitive natives can tear me to pieces, sell my body parts for money, and grind the rest to be consumed in teas for sexual potency.” I tighten my arms around his neck. “We’re not that primitive anymore.” He arches his perfect eyebrow at me, sending waves of skepticism. “We have Viagra now.” He gives me a sideways glance”
― Susan Ee, End of Days

“Sassenach,” he said against my shoulder, a moment later. “Mm?” “Who in God’s name is John Wayne?” “You are,” I said. “Go to sleep.”
― Diana Gabaldon, Outlander

“Said the reeve to the maid who was fresh to the farm
'Let me show you the beasts of the yard!'
Here's a cow that gives milk, and a pig that's for ham
Here's a cur and a goat and a lamb;
Here's a horse tall and proud, and a well-trained old hawk,
But the thing you should see is this excellent cock!”
― Scott Lynch, The Republic of Thieves