Title:
"Seduction"
Total
Time: 22 minutes
Words:
213
Rating:
PG
Summary:
He was like a Greek statue, standing tall and elegant and commanding,
all firm muscle and flat planes.
Notes:
Written for the contrelamontre (www. livejournal. com/
conrelamontre) perfection challenge. Challenge: Please write a
story dealing in some (not necessarily obvious) way with perfection.
Words you aren't allowed to use: perfection, imperfection and their
respective world family. 45 minutes.
He looked like a God. A deep golden expanse of skin stretched out, dipping and curving with the contours of sleek muscle, jutting sharply over bone. Full pink lips, formed into a teasing half-smile, tempting and pulling and calling. Sapphire blue, crystal-clear eyes twinkled with mirth and darkened with passion.
He was like a Greek statue, standing tall and elegant and commanding, all firm muscle and flat planes. Glasses set carefully on the side-table, his eyes were bright and too-big and mesmerizing like deep never-ending pools of water. He was drowning and dying in those eyes.
One long-fingered hand held out in invitation, asking silently 'please?'. Requesting and demanding together 'come here'. Chin tilted upward, daring 'will you?', neck exposed and delicate. Lips curled, showing the tips of pearl-white teeth, sneering 'i dare you'.
It was like Eve drawn to the apple. The first taste and he was lost--the gentle touch of his fingertips against his jaw, brushing down his neck and over his chest; the searching caress of his lips, fluttering over his eyelids, his forehead; the tantaliing nearness of his skin, not touching but burning. He was the Snake, drawing him in; he was an angel, offering Heaven.
He was beauty given a name, a form.
He was Daniel Jackson.