Finding the warmth again after rejection
"I miss the warmth. I miss the flame...I miss feeling alive."
Coffin of Confections
This is a space not only for erotic, steamy, and romantic short stories, but also for healing when it comes to being comfortable within a sexual identity. All from the perspective of a nonbinary trans masculine person.
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Drool slid down his lip as he growled again, his teeth bared and his eyes glowing with lust. He quickly bit down on his hand...
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