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putting on my dadhat, tieing up my white tie, polishing my tails...
rating: they are gonna fuck but they haven't YET
Nat just laughs and excuses herself, which means that, oh great, Ed has to talk to Xenk.
“I am comfortable sitting here in silence, if it is such a burden to converse with me,” Xenk says, reasonably and when Ed narrows his eyes, he bends close and whispers, “my friend, do you realise you are saying all your inside thoughts out loud?”
In which Ed has a simple request, Xenk speaks fluent common, but everyone misunderstands each other anyway.
tagged: Farce, Sex Farce, Men's Tits, Dirty Talk, Misunderstandings, Horse Shenanigans, Midsummer, Hate Sex, aspirations of hate sex, Poetry, there is a word for bad miracle and it is Xenk Yendar, Humor, Idiots in Love, Getting Together, Magical Shirt of Pulling, Oneupmanship, revenge is a dish best served on a horse
For my girl @skylightpirate because the dadhats have come for me, and I am now one with the dadhats, everyone in this fic is a horse girl except the author. The rest of it is written, but I need to edit it, so hopefully the rest will be published in the next few days. Either way, its the return of the cicak special, the sex farce!!!!!