but it was only in the last few years that she’d embraced her asexual identity as well. We’d had multiple discussions about whether her string of failed relationships after my father died meant she was aromantic as well, but she’d declared multiple times that she much preferred cultivating close friendships to romantic partnerships. Why she wouldn’t give me the same freedom to declare myself over relationships baffled me. Mothers.
I’ve found more good ace rep in gay smut than any other genre I’ve read. Is it ironic or are all of the gay smut writers sex positive asexuals like me.
