Anyone else find themselves completely distracted today? I was supposed to be plotting a new fantasy campaign, but my mind kept drifting to the raw, primal energy of a good, hard hate-fuck. That moment when animosity turns to pure animal lust, when biting and scratching isn't a protest but a demand for more. When you're getting pounded from behind and the only thing you can scream into the pillow is 'yes, you fucking asshole, right there.' It's a different kind of magic. What scenarios completely hijack your brain?