Compilation Of Short Stories
“This armor… I need it gone.”
With a thought, he willed it away. The golden light of his divine form dissipated, leaving him in simple, mortal-looking clothes. But there was nothing simple about the tension in his body, the hard ridge of his cock straining against his trousers. He felt exposed, vulnerable, and more alive than he had in a thousand years.
Morwen’s eyes darkened with desire as she looked him over. “Is this what you look like without the special effects?”
“This is what I am for you,” he corrected, his voice thick. “Just a man.”