A Fox in Heat

In my increasingly limited spare time, I run a publishing house. Around 2016, I received a query from a green ball of anxiety furry I shall call Absinthe. He wanted me to publish his Beat novella. We loved the query, and we decided to publish it. It turns out that Absinthe ran a house, too though. So, I collaborated with him on publishing projects. To this day, we are both editors for each other's houses. ("What is conflict of interest?" Shut up, Jeopardy assholes.) Through my relationship with Cider, Absinthe and I got closer as friends. We occasionally roleplayed online, flirted, and just talked regularly. He was married at the time to a guy I'll call Waffles. They were open and poly, but I wasn't quite there yet. Plus, I hated long-distance relationships. They lived out in Texas, and I lived in Michigan, and Cider and I were still closed. When Cider and I broke up though, I started talking more with Waffles and saw there were a lot of mutual feelings of int...

Hello there, weary traveler. Welcome to A Fox in Heat. I'm Espresso (Es for short), and my partner is Absinthe (Sin for short). No, these are not our real names, but for a blog like this, they work! Es eating out at a Japanese restaurant. For this first post, I want to talk a little bit about myself, and I'll talk about some of my relationships before I ever met Sin. In the followup to this, I'll tell the story of how Sin and I met~ To tell you my story, I should start off by saying I grew up in the deep, rural South. Despite that, my parents weren't really religious. Conservative, yes, but not religious. I grew up being told to lock my car door if black people were around, to turn off the TV if I ever saw "faggots" on there, and to always see women as mere sex objects. All of these things made me uncomfortable growing up. I was a reader. Would Harry Potter lock his door? Would Lyra Belacqua turn off the TV? Would Matthias the Hero treat women lik...