Wednesday already? Ah, well, since I have to spend today at the dentist getting yet another crown in my mouth, I think I’ll post a piece that inspires a similar level of cringe. Well, sort of… I know what’s coming up in the story.
This WIPpet comes from a newer section of the Was Long Variation. Because it developed from a fanfiction, I guess it still technically is, though it has long left any world but my own. Warning: slightly (very slightly) NSFW
(6+3)-(2+0)+(1+5) = 13 sentences (w/ a 1-word sentence bonus)
The creature–he was not as aroused as he had been. Whatever had been done to him, likely he no longer could appreciate a woman who wanted to be with him. That was fine, she guessed. Even if he spruced up to become the most handsome being in all creation, Atyr was only doing this because neither of them had a choice. Since she wanted to get this over with and since she didn’t want to surrender what little self-control she’d managed to acquire, she decided to take matters into her own hand. Literally.
The man jerked back as she touched him, his eyes wide. As a grunt of surprise escaped his lips, Atyr thought of Twan and the Faithful that stood near. Let them think the unclean animal in her had taken over if they wanted. She needed to stay in charge. Whatever this man had been long ago, one thing she did know—he was too intense. She suspected his talent was empathy. If so, she couldn’t risk letting him flood her with his needs and fears. She’d been in that place before, and she would rather die than find herself there again.
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