Mmmhmmm…
Nothing quite like a good Frompt. 😛
I sincerely hope, dear reader, that you have enjoyed this week’s foray into the topic of Seduction.
Seduction… *is* Fatal
It can be hard to seduce him, my Sir, because when he wants me, he has me. There is no tease and denial in our relationship, no blue balls, no orgasm deprivation–unless it is mine. It’s hard to seduce a man when he’s already got you so thoroughly in thrall, but I make the attempt, I try to force his hand, and indulge myself, in my own ways. I love quick and dirty morning sex, and so does he. When the sky is halfway between night and day, and the windows are still cool and dewy, and the taste of sleep is still heavy and cloying, I like to touch him and I like to tease him. I like to wait, until he is out of the shower, until his hair is warm and damp, and so is his skin and he’s putting on work clothes, and he’s starting to wake to the world, and he’s checking his watch, and maybe he’s thinking about grabbing a bite to eat… I like to wait until I know that he is in a precarious position.
As written by Nate…
…in response to the Frompt.
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“Seduction is a game,” LSTAT said without any emotion.
“A game?” I asked.
“Yes, a game that everyone plays. The winner of the game is the one who gets what they want,” I noticed LSTAT eyeing my neck.
Perhaps I should start at the beginning. Mrs. Fever asked me if I would like to write about seduction. I said yes without hesitation. Then I realized that I did not know that much about seduction. I knew what I thought was seductive to me, but not what seduction was. I did however know of a group that was all about seduction, vampires. Getting an interview with a vampire was easy enough, thank you Craig’s List where I go to get all of my used couches.
Fully dressed…
*In* a dress…
…with nothing underneath…
I trust you can use your imagination. 😉
What? I said I’d seduce the pants off you… I didn’t say MY pants would be off. 😛
Happy Wanton Wednesday!