there's light at the edge of the darkness
It wasn’t the only thing Loren would keep in mind. Indeed, he figured he’d remember this day for the rest of his life. It would definitely be the highlight of many of his late night and early morning and, well, any time of the day fantasies. Even spent as he was he could still feel his dick twitch at the thought. As for feeling down, well, apparently the cure for that was now getting it up and getting off. While the summoner still wasn’t sure if there was anything magical or divine about his orgasms, or the orgasms he gave others, that didn’t mean he still wasn’t going to go out there and enjoy himself.
Sometimes the only cure for a broken heart was a good fuck. That had been made very, very clear to him. And he, for one, wholeheartedly believed it.
Only now as Frey disappeared, leaving just the scent of lilac and woodsmoke, did Loren realize how tired and sore he was, albeit pleasantly so. However, he still needed to walk home, so with a satisfied sigh he sent a pulse of healing magic through his body. It washed away his aches, and he stood up, a spring in his step that had never been there before. It was time to begin the sexual healing.
FIN
Sometimes the only cure for a broken heart was a good fuck. That had been made very, very clear to him. And he, for one, wholeheartedly believed it.
Only now as Frey disappeared, leaving just the scent of lilac and woodsmoke, did Loren realize how tired and sore he was, albeit pleasantly so. However, he still needed to walk home, so with a satisfied sigh he sent a pulse of healing magic through his body. It washed away his aches, and he stood up, a spring in his step that had never been there before. It was time to begin the sexual healing.
FIN
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