StupidHat
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- When I'm not writing erotica I like to
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- When I'm not reading erotica I like to read
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- My favorite word for "penis" is
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David Cameron
- My favorite word for "vagina" is
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Sluice Gate
- I write erotica because
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I don't know, it's a creative outlet I guess. Plus I've read enough so it feels good to give a little back.
- In conclusion, I am
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...not sure how to answer this question.
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Dreams and knives. by StupidHat
Chapter 13 in Adventures in the Mountains of Solitude
The right-hand windows of the barn are closed and in the half darkness you struggle to make out your handiwork. The smell is the worst of it though, a sickening miasma of and disease that clings to the air and burns your eyes. It was the flux most likely, better to do this...
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Fight! by StupidHat
Chapter 12 in Adventures in the Mountains of Solitude
Blood and surrounds you. The remains of your butchered caravan a burning ruin. But all that matters to you is the monster before you. You raise your blade into an upward guard and spit back a challenge. The giant regards you for second then bellows a mighty laugh, the crow...
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Yield. by StupidHat
Chapter 12 in Adventures in the Mountains of Solitude
Standing alone, you eye the crescent of foes arrayed before you. For a brief second you contemplate trying to cut your way free - some of the warriors are stood precariously close to the edge, a swift kick could send them over and weaken their odds - but then you recall Sylvia's...
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The caravan in flames. by StupidHat
Chapter 11 in Adventures in the Mountains of Solitude
The evening wind beats cold against you as you make the ascent, but you hardly notice it. As you close on the caravan the air fills with the sounds of fire and battle, metal ringing on metal, distant screams and feral war cries that chill you more than the wind ever could. Turni...
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Sylvia goes in for the kill. by StupidHat
Chapter 9 in Adventures in the Mountains of Solitude
The svelte elf hunter pulls herself back until she is sat upright upon your chest. With nimble fingers she eagerly discards her belt and skirt, then pulls her tunic over her head, throwing it to the corner in one smooth motion. She pauses a moment to let you take in her naked for...
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Warm up together by StupidHat
Chapter 7 in Adventures in the Mountains of Solitude
"Oh, come over here" Sylvia demands, opening her shadowsilk cloak for you to climb in next to her "your shivering is getting rather annoying". Giving a brief nod of thanks you shift over and slip under the fabric. Her skin is still cold to the touch, it occurs to you for the fir...
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A walk outside to clear your head. by StupidHat
Chapter 10 in Adventures in the Mountains of Solitude
The wine, the sex, the bizarre chanting. It was all getting a little too much. You had often fantasised about what sex would be like, how it would feel to be a 'real man', in fact it had been a major contribution in your desire to leave home in the first place. Get out from benea...
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Drinks by the fire. by StupidHat
Chapter 8 in Adventures in the Mountains of Solitude
The skin passes between you two as you take turns seeing how much of the bitter liquid you can brink at a time. It's a remarkably unpalatable drink, a 'vintage of necessity' Gideon had called it as he dealt you your first ration at the start of your journey "nothing says quantity...
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Shelter in that cave by StupidHat
Chapter 6 in Adventures in the Mountains of Solitude
Your incredibly well reasoned argument of "fuck this, it's as cold as the Winter-Queen's cunt out here" wins the day and Sylvia agrees to stop at least until the storm dies down. The cave is small, but there is enough room for you both to huddle around the fire that she sparks...
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Start walking by StupidHat
Chapter 5 in Adventures in the Mountains of Solitude
The journey is long, cold and awkward. Sylvia isn't as talkative as your usual travelling companions, breaking her silence only once to tell you to stop humming. The weather worsens as you approach the turning point and soon a blizzard sets in. It's getting harder to keep goin...
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