Dai dresses here. Fitted coats. *shiverpurrs*

You know, every now and then I am reminded of why it is that I am falling for him... and this is one of those times. Bodices and lace-trimmed dresses, archaic tailored jackets and coats, cloaks, gloves, boots... gods...

You know, I wish I weren't so close to passing out, for one very specific reason:

I REALLY want to masturbate right now.

*sighs*


- the price of beauty -

inhale
exhale
double herringbones of black leather
wind their way precariously
up the curve of my spine

inhale
exhale
soft white cotton is poured
in layers of constricting comfort
around my unresisting form

inhale
exhale
no more bones or steel
modern synthetics and age-old fabrics
arch gracefully across my skin

inhale
exhale
subtle tightening and creak
with each breath the feeling grows
pressuring my body into shape

inhale
exhale
hands working so slowly
grasping the silvered, gleaming cords
they trace the image of perfection

inhale
exhale
oh Eros, a sensation stirs
in struggled gasps for breath
my soul welcomes this taste of hell

inhale
exhale
a silhouette of hourglass curves
begin to appear through the cloth
sweet ecstasy is the fee I willingly pay