[Lovely Lolita, my ____, the fire of desire, bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh, an elf of sex and love born from my pen, my eternal muse]
On the night the blizzard struck, I met a boy who made my very soul tremble with feverish passion. The love and lust I had once poured so helplessly into my writing amid misery and torment finally took on a real shape before my eyes. I don't know whether I created him, or whether he brought this delirious, dreamlike madness of mine to life.
A celebrated erotic novelist X a muscular single father forced to live under someone else's roof and endure a watchful gaze. Older stepfather and stepson, coming-of-age romance. They don't truly get together until he is an adult. Both are sexually inexperienced.
[Please read before starting]
1. The bottom is intersex, and the story contains an overwhelming amount of bottom-focused material.
2. The top and bottom are more than ten years apart in age. (I wrote this for so long that I forgot whether it was thirteen or fifteen years.)
3. The top and the bottom's mother entered a marriage of convenience. They never had any kind of intimate contact, and he made sincere compensation when they divorced. The mother herself used the marriage to rise in social status.
4. The mother loves the bottom, but loves herself more. She goes along with things and sacrifices her son to secure a new life for herself.
Theme: True love transcends age
