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The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 70

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Seventy: Jorin

70: Jorin

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We passed along the edges of blighted fields the next night, where the crops had already been plowed under when they should have been in full fruit. We ate well enough of spawning fish the next day, though, while resting and watering our horses. I knew little of how to survive off the land and I wondered where Sergetten had learned it, but I did not ask.

I also did not ask, when we stopped to get some sleep in the hour before dawn, when we would next attempt a spell. Instead, I held my tongue, and waited for him to say.

We set up a small shelter in the trees in case of rain, suspending an oiled cloak slantwise above is, another below us on a bed of leaves and ferns. He slipped from his clothes and then asked for mine, stowing them in the dry pack and then beckoning me into his arms. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 70

Capricious: Chapter 63

Welcome to Capricious by Julie Cox, a Texan tale of love and magic. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Tuesday. This week is Chapter Sixty-Three.

Chapter 63

 

Luke sat in the passenger seat, exhausted but smiling, and Charlie sat braced and wincing in the back seat while Sally recounted her aerial battle with Brent and his flying machine. Her dark hair was a mess; she’d thrown on an old baseball cap of Charlie’s from the depths of the trunk, drawing a ponytail through the hole in the back to keep it corralled. With every dramatic gesture she made, the ponytail flipped up or back or around, mimicking her excitement. Continue reading Capricious: Chapter 63

The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 69

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Sixty-Nine: Kenet

69: Kenet

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If ever I doubted that one man’s milk tasted different from another’s, I doubted it no longer after taking as many as I did as a mouth whore in Port Aris.

I was set to work in a stall in the bathhouse, where the air was full of steam and sweat and some sweet flower I did not recognize. I needn’t have feared for my virtue, as I was neither alone nor was my arse even visible to customers, though my cock was. There were six of us, each strapped to a kind of wooden seat in the center of the room, our backs to each other and the wooden dividers between us fanning out like the petals of a flower. The dividers were about the height of a man’s chest, so the men we serviced could chat with each other easily, yet not see each other’s cocks nor the boys who sucked them unless they craned their necks over the low walls. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 69

Capricious: Chapter 62

Welcome to Capricious by Julie Cox, a Texan tale of love and magic. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Tuesday. This week is Chapter Sixty-Two.

Chapter 62

 

Luke felt Sally land behind him before he saw her. It wasn’t her weight–even a massive bird like a thunderbird was relatively light–but the great gust of wind that nearly knocked him over, then abruptly died. The storm above them began to fall apart, dissipating back into the atmosphere. It was still cold. He raised his hand to touch her beak as she nudged his shoulder. He looked aside at her; alien eyes looked back, sharp and predatory. Her feathers were not soft, necessarily, but smooth. She moved with the rapid jerks and twitches native to birds and reptiles, and at the moment looked just about as forgiving. Continue reading Capricious: Chapter 62

The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 68

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Sixty-Eight: Jorin

68: Jorin

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We rode for two days west, and then turned northward, moving parallel to the Serde but not daring to go all the way to the river. We traveled slowly at night, but with less fear of discovery than in the daytime. We could trust no one. We were both wanted criminals now, traitors to the crown, and there was no way to tell of those we might encounter where their loyalties lay.

As we settled to sleep at the edge of a copse of trees, with dawn just lightening the sky, I asked, “How did you get to camp that first time?”

“Be more specific, my dear,” he said, “lest men of intelligence think you a dunce.” Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 68

Capricious: Chapter 61

Welcome to Capricious by Julie Cox, a Texan tale of love and magic. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Tuesday. This week is Chapter Sixty-One.

Chapter 61

 

Luke drove up to the trail that would lead to the portal, enveloping the car in a cloud of red dust with a hard, sliding brake. He exited in a rush and started up the trail, leaving Charlie behind in the car. He glanced back as he ran, a little nervous about leaving the injured and exhausted Jersey Devil alone, but he had little other choice. He just had to hope Brent was the only baddie left.

The heavy scrub obscured his view until he was almost right on top of the portal. He stopped short of bursting into plain sight, peering through the last scrap of cover for an idea about the situation. The chill day had turned positively cold with the fierce thunderbird storm, the first truly cold day of fall. It was a wind that went right through the meager cotton of his T-shirt, almost alive in its aggression. Luke crossed his arms and searched the skies for Sally. Continue reading Capricious: Chapter 61

The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 67

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Sixty-Seven: Kenet

67: Kenet

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I never did learn Dursht’s master’s name, but he brought us to a place up the hill from the docks that he said was reputable, and paid for the three of us to eat the evening meal (Jort happily devoured my share) and to have a well-appointed room on the top floor for the night. He also introduced Roichal to the owner of the place, a man named Siphal, and while Jort and I enjoyed dessert and honey wine (well, I had only a few sips of the wine) the two of them talked in low voices.

The room held a large bed in the center and a small pallet off to one side. Jort took the pallet, while Roichal and I settled into bed together. Honey wine made Jort snore, but I did not mind. I buried myself into Roichal’s arms with a sigh. It was not quite like being in bed with Jorin, but it was the most comfortable I had been in months, and I knew now to appreciate the luxury while it lasted. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 67

Capricious: Chapter 60

Welcome to Capricious by Julie Cox, a Texan tale of love and magic. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Tuesday. This week is Chapter Sixty.

Chapter 60

 

In the car rushing toward the portal at the edge of Fox Pass, Luke was having a quiet, queasy, possibly lethal existential crisis. Charlie watched him in his peripheral vision. “What’s the matter?” he asked. “You’re pale. And you’re Mediterranean; it’s wrong for you to be pale.”

“I think I gave Sally too much energy,” he said. “I have supposedly charged people before, the way I let them charge me, but I can’t remember doing it. I didn’t know when to hold back.” Continue reading Capricious: Chapter 60

The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 66

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Sixty-Six: Jorin

66: Jorin

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I woke in the late afternoon to find my stomach complaining of hunger but the rest of my body feeling remarkably well. As I sat up and stretched I did not feel the pull of taut cuts across my back. I felt no ache, no soreness anywhere. Had the salve been that powerful? Or was this more of Sergetten’s magic? I was grateful regardless.

I looked around the room for the first time. This was a bedroom I had not visited before and I presumed it was Sergetten’s private room at the keep. His side of the bed was empty, the blanket and pillow already smoothed. As my bare feet touched the floor I was surprised to feel the stone was cold. Summer was ending here, too, and a chill must have stolen in during the night. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 66

Capricious: Chapter 59

Welcome to Capricious by Julie Cox, a Texan tale of love and magic. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Tuesday. This week is Chapter Fifty-Nine.

Chapter 59

 

Luke watched the storm coalesce out of nothing. The towering clouds swirled, swelling to greater and greater magnitude, and the wind blew around them in chaotic gusts. Lightning played around Sally, dancing through her fingertips and down her arms, to the brown-tipped mounds of her breasts, over her stomach, between her legs. She yelped and wriggled her body, black eyes wide.

“Oh,” she said, “oh what the–oh!” She spread her legs farther apart, as if caught in the middle of a jumping jack. “I’ve never done this right after sex, when I’m aroused, when I’m so aware–holy shit!” Electric lights sparked across her legs, lighting up her skin, almost from the inside out. Luke reached out and touched her; he got a small jolt, not entirely unpleasant. He scooted forward to her and raised his mouth to her clit. Continue reading Capricious: Chapter 59