Author page: Kami Daviau

The Ritual

Moonlight bathed the forest clearing in a soft white light. Lothar sat on his wooden throne, intricately made with noble wood. He sat with his back straight, his arms on the side. His eyes stared into the darkness ahead. Waiting. The clearing was a meticulously kept circle of soft grass. Logs, split in two, adorned the edges as benches. Six…

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Feral Fox

I sometimes envy men. Always ready, one sexual reference, joke, image, or selfie away from an erection and an orgasm. That being said, I’m not sure I envy erections at the most improbable time. Periods aren’t exactly fun, but from what I’ve heard from some friends, I really shouldn’t complain. However, there is ovulation. And this is when my sex…

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Shower time

It’s time. There is an empty cup of hot chocolate sitting neglected on the desk. I stretch, the blanket falling around me, exposing my body. I’ve been on Reddit long enough; it’s time to shower. However, after an hour of Ask Reddit After Dark, I don’t just need a shower, I need more… I walk slowly to the bathroom, crossing…

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I need this…

It starts slow, a gentle ripple that flows through my body. Deep inside, there is a desire that demands satisfaction. It is a primal urge that short-circuits the brain, removing all sense of logic or decency. I need this. If only I could see myself. What would my brain think? Would it be embarrassed at the vision of me offered…

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Feral fox

I sometimes envy men. Always ready, one sexual reference, joke, image or selfie away from an erection and an orgasm. That being said, I’m not sure I envy erections at the most improbable time. Periods aren’t exactly fun, but from what I’ve heard from some friends, I really shouldn’t complain. However, there is ovulation. And this is when my sex…

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It’s back

The timing was almost perfect. The sun was setting, setting the flat alight in a beautiful golden glow. The table was set, and stainless steel cutlery was next to the brilliant white plates. The glasses, a decorated blue crystal, send beams of light dancing over the walls. A delicious smell of tartiflette came from the oven, slowly counting down to…

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