Fantasy BDSM?

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"Great, I'm not a wizard, I'm a dog," he muttered as they marched. They found he cave as the sun began to set.
 
"It's a metaphor," she grumbled. She checked the cave to make sure it was clear. "Great. We can have a decent fire tonight," she said, starting to set it up.
 
The cave was very welcome and grew comfortably warm with the fire they built. Vagnor laid down, poring over his spellbooks.
 
Al'ika had brought along some dried rabbit meat, and she began making a stew with it over the fire, hungry from the day.
 
She blew out a breath and picked up the huge spell book again. "Let me look through here, unless you got some suggestions?" she asked.
 
"That one is fun, but I don't think we'll be able to test it," he said, "It's pretty mean. It causes someone to desperately need sex, but socially inept to get it."
 
"Not sure," she confessed. "That's the bit I'm having trouble with, because I am NOT inflicting it on my mate."
 
"We'll have to come up with something, I'm sure an opportunity will present itself," he said, offering her a puff of his pipe.
 
She accepted the pipe and took a hit or two. "So, tell me, what was my father like back when you knew him?" she asked.
 
"Around his friends he was good natured, but I'm afraid I only got to know the business side of him," he admitted.
 
"Then we are all the poorer for it," he said, puffing the last of his pipe. "I'll watch as soon as Keth gets back."
 
Keth returned, carrying a string of rabbits over his shoulder. "Ready to sleep, pretty human?" he asked, stripping out of his armor and into fresh clothes.
 
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