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The chosen of Bhaal views Baldur's Gate as her altar of worship to her father but can't help but be curious about this Enver Gortash who seems to be turning up everywhere she looks. When she meets him, she knows she's going to kill him. But there's no reason she can't make him lose that tightly kept control first and bring him down to her animal level. **Non-con note** - for anyone who wants more detail about the context of this, it's hypothetical/imagined but wanted to make sure I was careful. Strongest reference to it is in chapter 3.- Language:
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The Toxic Adventures of Durge and Gortash by Yomdotorgdotnet (Yomdotcom)
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26 Aug 2024
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Series about Gortash and my Durge Kazaran who is a tiefling Sorcerer/Rogue with Daddy Issues.
Series is ordered Chronologically not in the order they were posted.
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02 Jul 2026
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Tonight again, when he is consumed by his desire for him and guilt for his father, he seeks out someone who shares the same physique as his would-be tyrant.
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02 Jul 2026
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Durgetash first meeting and misunderstandings that come out of it
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- Part 4 of Just Durgetash things
- Part 2 of The Dark Urge Collection
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02 Jul 2026
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“Are you going to come out now?” He ran a hand through his hair as he made his way into the center of the sitting room, setting the wine bottle upon a nearby table. When she did not immediately respond, he gave a huff of annoyance, “I’m hardly in the mood for games this evening.”
“Shame,” Lyra took the moment to pounce, stepping from the shadows to kick him square in the chest, sending the lord tumbling backwards into a high-backed chair, “I have so much fun playing with you.”
Pain and genuine anger flickered across his face before he looked up at her, able to see her for the first time that evening. His face immediately smoothed into something much closer to hunger.
“You’re wearing the dress I sent.”
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