For the Tathamets, intimacy and sensuality are like a decadent beverage.
It is a river that they can sip from endlessly while taking brief breathers to bask in the immense satisfaction that follows afterward; fueling their indescribable taste for more.
Nearly every night becomes a spontaneously choreographed dance of intimacy that leaves no one unaccounted for or unsatisfied.
While that may sound exhausting to some, the act itself is the furthest thing from.
It is a primal reassuring that the feelings and sympathies that bind them all together are present now just as they were yesterday; as well as a promise that they will still be there tomorrow.
Who would not delight in being loved so desperately like that?
From the pads of their toes to the tips of the horns on their heads, every inch of them is dyed in each other's combined colors.
ig yesterday was really eye opening for me because I realized that there are characters I have been neglecting than i thought.
i keep forgetting that when it comes to writing that developing characters isn’t like a one and done thing and I have to continue to bring them to the forefront for more than just one or two story arcs.
It’s especially important for a harem story because the last thing I want is for Abaddon’s wives and partners to become ornamental pieces who only prop him up and sexually harass him.
so in that spirit, I wanted to extend my apologies and i hope that you enjoy this next arc with Seras. as painful as it may be….