Sneak Peek - Herbal Remedies
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A focus on Corruption, Mind Control, and sexy fox Twincest!
DESCRIPTION:
Briar, a druid black bear, is on his last nerve while his best friends, twin foxes Vix and Nix, are feuding over some stupid argument. The big black bear decides to look for some help from a warlock to save his friend's relationship without even thinking of the consequences.
Herbal Remedies
Sneak Peek
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The two had never been more at each other’s throats. Briar felt like his patience was sucked right out of him and yet it was like not one ounce of it showed up in the bratty twins. They just kept shouting, yelling, and sniping at each other. They ran out of regular insults and switched to the pirate vocabulary they picked up from the docs.
“Fucking dungbie barnacle!”
“You shitty swab!”
“Enough!” Briar roared. The foxes froze and looked at Briar, the big black bear growling as he turned to stare down the twins, their tails between their legs. “I’m so sick and FUCKING tired of you two feuding day in and day out! Just get over it already! Forgive and forget!”
“Get over what?” The two instantly cocked their heads.
“Briar, you okay?” Vix asked looking up at the black bear with concern.
“Yeah, you seem a little tense,” Nix agreed. “What’s goin’ on big guy?”
“I’m waiting for you guys to make up, but it’s been too long. I’m tired of listening to you two fight.”
“Fight?” Vix huffed and threw his arm over his brother’s shoulder like he always would. “This one wouldn’t last a second against me.”
“Oh, you’d be lost without me on the battlefield you scamp,” Nix playfully shirked his brother off his shoulder.
Briar’s jaw dropped as he looked at the two giggle and smirk at each other mischievously in their normal way.
“Did…did you two just fight to get under my skin or something?”
“Briar, big guy,” the two said in unison before Vix shrugged and let Nix continue talking. “We haven’t fought since we were kits, what are you talking about?”
“Don’t fuck with me right now; tell me, were you guys fucking with me these past few weeks?” Briar demanded.
“No, of course not,” the two said in unison, almost mechanically before looking at each other and play punching one another with a few light chuckles.
Briar’s confusion only grew, and with it, his frustration. They had to be fucking with him. There’s no other way they would just flip it off like magic…
Briar blinked and gripped the pouch from around his neck, the thing warm with power as it lightly pulsed. Briar knew this magic. It was his magic, but twisted with something else. He sniffed the pouch. It smelled of peach blossom, foxglove, witch-hazel, and…something he didn’t recognize. It was a smell he had never smelled before. It was mild, sweet, and subdued. It reminded him of rose water, but it was lighter than that. He pulled the aroma with his magic, the pollen from the flower in the pouch forming a glowing image of a small pink and white bloom. He recognized it from his horticulture books. Dianthus, known for its uniform shape and design, symbolizing…
“Obedience,” Briar rubbed the pollen between his fingers, the image of the flower vanishing. “Did…did they obey my command to forgive and forget?” Briar mumbled to himself. This was powerful and twisted magic. His shaman ancestors would be ashamed, but that pulsing warmth from that pouch radiated through him with purpose. He had to know if it was really what he thought. A sly grin played on his face.
“Why don’t you two make up with a kiss,” Briar smiled. The two were close, but not that close.
“Briar, what the fuck are you talking about?” Vix rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, us, kissing really?” Nix rolled his eyes too.
Briar blushed under his onyx fur and was about to apologize when he realized the twin’s eye rolls moved their muzzles in line with each other’s. The brothers cupped their identical muzzles and brought them together for a light kiss.
“See, no big deal,” the two said in unison as they leaned on each other again.
Briar was speechless as he watched the whole interaction. The two fought to eliminate assumptions that they were into incest their entire lives. They would never have kissed, not even a peck on the cheek. Well…maybe that one time when Vix saved Nix from that snake, but that was different.
Maybe if Briar wasn’t so shocked by the whole thing, he would have noticed the talisman’s pulse in his body, his magic being tainted by a dark fey power. It rippled through his fur, his green eyes catching flax of purple as his hanging jaw slowly went up into a sly smile.
“Fuck…” Briar breathed.
“You turned on by that mate?” Vix and Nix said in unison. The growing bulge in Briar’s pants wasn’t just from the display of them kissing…but the control he knew he had.
Was he really going to take this further? Briar could end this now, take off the talisman and be done with it.
But why should he?
After the weeks of constant bickering shouldn’t he get something out of this? It was like there was a die rolling in his head, so many options rattling around and he didn’t know where it was going to land. He knew this wasn’t right, that something was deeply wrong with all this…but it felt good.
Crit-Fail