Anyway, the point is I like sex. I enjoy it as much as any man. I have it as often as I can get it, although that isn’t as often as I’d like, especially lately. Running the Inquisition’s armies doesn’t leave me with much free time, especially not in the aftermath of an attack by a dark spawn magister and his pet arch demon.

That’s why I can’t stop thinking about her. It’s the only reason I can think for why she invades my waking thoughts — and my dreams when they are pleasant. I often imagine pushing her up against the nearest wall and plunging into her right there.

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Or the story of how one quite horny, dirty-minded, slightly twisted, definitely darker Cullen Rutherford unwillingly falls in love with his young, beautiful, and naive Inquisitor, as told by the man himself.

Now with art!