Rough Play

Wine whose taste blended with the best chocolate bar she had ever eaten sent an orgasmic feeling right down her throat,

Soft jazz music playing from the stereos, making her ears wish to live there, to flirt with the light baritone voice,

The subtle fragrance permeating through the air purifier,

The purposive smoke rising from the purifier as well, clouding the middle of the room where Adonis rotated his body which was capable of assassinating every woman with wetness,

Adonis himself behind a veil, having cast the room in fiery red shades, making it so that only the silhouette of his body could be seen even when his image showed in the mirrors.

That was right, mirrors. One of the settings he had changed the once normal room to before he started dancing had been to make the command, 'Activate mirrors' and 'Release the veil' which had been followed immediately by the walls seeming to turn upside down, mirrors replacing the paintings just as a tra