bakerstreet | The forbidden fruit is the sweetest.

The forbidden fruit is the sweetest.

Most societies have certain mores that are unspoken rules; humanity itself even has such conventions, grilled subconsciously into our minds for our own safety. Don't go out alone at night. Avoid getting wet when it's cold. Don't pick fights with those stronger than you...okay, some of us missed the boat on the last one, but the point still stands. Society's rules tend to be more variable, though they apply to most aspects of life - including sex. In fact, bending the rules on what's considered acceptable in romance and sexual encounters can lead to anything from ostracization to death, depending on the time and culture.

So, play it close to the chest if you're going to do a big, big, big t a b o o. Is it worth the risk?

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A G E ( DIFFERENCE ) - light of my life, fire of my loins. you're supposed to stick to those your own age, but you can't resist.
I N C E S T - you're of the same blood, yet something draws you together. you'll keep your secret thicker than water.
C H E A T I N G - when you were young, they should have taught you to not take things that belong to other people.
I N ( PUBLIC ) - to involve unsuspecting others in your sex is insidious, but you can't resist it.
S U P E R F L U O U S - some conservative societies view sex outside procreational purposes as taboo. that means anal, oral, and toys are all no-go.
F I X A T I O N - you're nearly obsessed with one part of your partner - breasts, ass, lips...whatever the case may be, you always focus on that.
D E V I A N C Y ( IN SUBURBIA ) - there are some things that should be sacred. the home should be one of those. should.
S I Z E - pick on someone your own size. couples with large size difference, be it height or weight, can be looked down upon; don't let that get you down.
P H O B I A - unfortunately, in some societies, being with someone of the same gender is a taboo, no matter how much progress the modern world has made.
F E T I S H - some just can't get off without their fetish, and the varieties run the gamut: feet, crossdressing, autoerotic asphyxiation, foodplay, bondage...it goes on and on.
U N E X P E C T E D ( DOMINATION/SUBMISSION ) - the masculine must be dominant. the feminine must be submissive. what if you're dominant in life, though, and just want to be submissive in the bedroom.
V I O L E N T - more than mere lover's spats, what goes on between you two is dangerous. if people knew, they'd be horrified. still, you can't stop.
F O R B I D D E N ( LOVE ) - your relationship may be taboo, but there's genuine love in your copulation. this isn't merely a thrill.
L O O S E - monogamy isn't what you're after. no matter how looked down upon it is, you're going to have fun while you can.
S T U D E N T / T E A C H E R - what goes on between the sheets is not an appropriate subject matter to teach. there's so much to lose; is it a smart game to play?
A U T H O R I T Y - perhaps they're the boss, the president, the king, but you, you're a lowly peon. are they using their powers over you or is this something you both want?
I N T E R S P E C I E S - kind finds kind, and don't you be a traitor by being with one of them.
B E S T I A L I T Y - one of the most primal taboos. will you go into that moral wilderness?
S O C I A L ( CLASS ) - the rich. the poor. it's like they're in two different worlds. what will the uppercrust say if they saw their golden child with a tramp?
C E L I B A C Y - you are supposed to keep your chastity, but things are never that easy.
S T O C K H O L M - prisoners should never fall for their guards.
D U T I E S - whether it be saving the world or being the world's best bodyguard, your sworn quest and purpose keeps you from enjoying the sins of the flesh - especially with your charges.
I N N O C E N C E - one of you is much more worldly, and to ruin the "innocence" of the other feels unclean.
F E R T I L E - you aren't supposed to find mothers or fathers sexually alluring. however, there's something so enticing about fertility...perhaps even pregnancy.
C O R R U P T I O N - society expects you to treat your partner well, not try to destroy them through sexual degradation.
N O N C O N S E N S U A L - consent is rightfully important to a healthy sexual relationship. to break that trust is taboo.

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Then you would be wrong. And a woman as lovely and no doubt as intelligent as you would hate for anyone to think that.

[ He let his fingers spread out over her belly to rub the tight flesh beneath her dress, and then up her chest and across to the arm on the bartop, coming to close over her hand as her drink comes to rest upon it. He scoops it up with confidence, and with his free hand coming to rest on her hip, he holds it up for her to take from him, a playful smile on his well-formed lips. ]

Of course, if you were to truly say no, I'm sure I could find someone else to occupy my time. But by no means would it be as rewarding as it would be to pleasure you. You've got such a beautiful smile. I'd really hate to miss that.

Aren't you the flatterer.

[He was quite the player as well, so confident that he could win her over. In addition, he was teasing and gentle with his touch, willing to let her go if she desired, but pleasantly making his preference known. She slowly turned to face him, her deep emerald eyes bright with amusement as she reached to take her drink from him. His advances really were beyond refusal and it wasn't as if she had any plans tonight.]

I'll tell you a little secret.

[She said quietly as she set her drink back down on the bar. She placed her free hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat beneath her fingers. Then she gripped his tie gently, fingering the fine silk with a winning smile on her face.]

I'm never wrong.

[ When she turned to face him and placed her hand upon his chest, his face warmed into a smile. That wasn't a refusal, and the look on her face told him that she was just as game as he was. Blair's hands both rounded behind her and rested themselves against her backside, gripping her there and pulling her roughly against him. ]

I didn't think you would be. If that's the case, then you've got a smart and gorgeous head on those shoulders. Quite a compliment for such a gorgeous face.

[ Pressing her against the bar, he leans forward to whisper into her ear. ]

I'd love to see that face sweating and screaming in ecstasy. I bet it would be a good one.

[He had a handsome smile, but of course this venue was ripe with classy and handsome men, all of whom probably wanted her right where this man had her. His aggression in pulling her closer only added to her desire. He knew exactly what he wanted, it was quite admirable actually.

She leaned back with his movement, allowing him to trap her against the bar, still aware of the rising jealousy and increasingly noticeable glances from the surrounding patrons. She shivered when he whispered in her ear, pressing her body closer to his.]

I am quite fit.[She breathed softly] It takes a lot to make me sweat.

[ It was nice to have her so receptive to his advances. There was a short time where he wondered whether or not he could pull this off, but if she wasn't interested, she'd be putting up much more of a fight than this, and the lack of any was reassuring to say the least. ]

I can tell. You practically radiate strength, my dear. And yet... I think I can tell I make you a little nervous.

[ He pulls back just a bit to get to look her in the eye, the flirtatious note not gone from his gaze, nor the smile from his lips. He's set his mark and he fully intends to make it before the night is through. ]

As it stands, I fully intend to make you do just that tonight. Will you make it easier on yourself and let me know where I can take you or will these people no longer have to imagine what it is they'll be jealous of? A gorgeous woman like you surely deserves some privacy, don't you think?

[ And to make good on his threat, he bends back down to kiss her neck, cool and confident and unafraid of what the other party guests or staff might think of his bold actions. At the very least, he might be able to wrangle some new clients out of this display. ]

[She laughed, the sound musical, clear and lovely. He had no idea of her strength. She could easily snap his neck if she so desired, luckily for him, the only thing she wanted was to see what he could do.

She dropped her head back as he kissed her neck, pleased by his boldness. His threat was nothing if not convincing and she took a deep breath, her eyelids fluttering as she answered.]

This hotel. Room 623.

[ Blair smiled at the sound of her laughter on his ears, and with the smallest of regrets, allowed himself to peel back from her, a mischievous look to him. He scooped up her drink once more, this time taking a small drink from it and holding it out for her. ]

You've got ten minutes. If I don't see you there by then, I'll know you aren't worth my time.

[ Blair stepped himself back into a short bow, taking her hand and placing a lingering kiss upon her knuckles, never once daring to break his eye contact with her. With a smile and a nod, he turned his back to her, heading in the direction of the stairs and letting her follow, or not, at her own discretion. ]

[He might have regrets about releasing her, but she had very few. She had an image to protect after all, and he would still get what he wanted. The flippant remark would normally have ticked her off, but it was for show. It was amusing how men were certain that insulting a woman would get her into their bed more quickly and even more amusing that it seemed to work.

She took her drink, smiling at him as he kissed her hand and then retreated, heading for her room. She waited a few moments, taking a few more sips of her drink and then set it down. She blew a kiss to the bartender, her smile still lighting up her face, before she headed after the still nameless man, ignoring the stares that followed her out.

Unlike him, she headed for the elevator, six flights of stairs in heels was manageable, but unnecessary. She pressed the button for the sixth floor, fulling expecting him to be waiting for her at the top.]

[ Blair had a lot of training in patience. He hated it, to be honest, but telling himself it would be worth it usually helped quite a bit. Of course, the trek up six flights of stairs helped keep his anxiousness at bay. He had a job to do, and he'd rather not waste any time getting to it if he could help it.

It wasn't hard to find her room, thankfully, and he lounged against the wall next to it, a smile warming his face when she stepped into view. ]

There she is. I was beginning to think you weren't interested. I suppose I made my case pretty clear then, didn't I?

[ He laughed softly and pushed off the wall and stepping toward her. ]

It's nice to see you're not easily intimidated, either. Some people are put off when I come on strong.

[He was waiting for her when she arrived, impressive considering that she had only given him a few minutes head start. She smiled at him, pulling out her key as she approached him and the door.]

I can appreciate a man who knows what he wants.

[She stepped around him, shooting him a teasing glance as she slipped the key into the lock and began to open the door. Then she turned to face him, still holding the door handle in her hand behind her back.]

Though I don't normally take strangers back to my room, do you have a name?

[ Blair was very nearly about to follow her into the room until she turned to face him, causing him to stop short. He stared at her a moment, her actions throwing off his rhythm, even if it's just a little.

Not one to let people catch him off guard, he closed the distance between them, letting his hand fall down her arms to the door handle she held behind her like a treasure. ]

I would tell you it's unimportant, but I'd hate to miss those beautiful lips screaming out my name.

[ The fingers of his free hand brush her cheek until he's able to run his thumb over her lip. ]

It's Blair, if introductions are that important to you.

[She almost smirked at his slight hesitation when she turned, his technique wasn't as flawless as he would have her believe. To his credit, he did recover more quickly than most.

She looked into his eyes, meeting his gaze steadily as he ran his hand down her arm to the door handle, opening her mouth slightly as he touched his thumb to her lip.]

You're certainly sure of yourself. Are you really that good, Blair?

[She let his name roll gently off her tongue, tasting it, still evaluating his every move]

[ Give him a little credit. He's still only eighteen. He let out a small, satisfied groan when she said his name and laughed. What a remarkable woman. ]

Why don't you open that door and find out? Do you think I'd be this confident if I didn't at least have something to show for it?

[ He lifted her chin and bent down for a kiss, firm and commanding of her attention. His hand on hers gripped it gently, just enough to try and twist the door handle to let them in ]

[The art of seduction had many forms and this Blair was quite impressive despite being so young. He was most certainly confident and a flicker of surprise ran through her as he lowered his head to kiss her, centering her attention on him alone. She turned her hand in his grip, twisting the door handle and, keeping her lips against his, stepped back slightly as the door finally opened, allowing him entry.]

[ There was a bit of a jostle when the door gave way behind her, but he found his footing easily, and just as easily retained his place on her lips. The geography of the room was unfamiliar to him, but he knew of at least one safe space he could enjoy her kiss.

As soon as he was past the threshold, he pulled the door closed behind him, leaving them thankfully alone from people who might groan or roll their eyes at such affection. Blair's hands found his host's hips and gripped them firm enough to easily wheel her around and shove her against the door. He refused to relent, finally dragging his lips from hers to love the length of her neck instead. ]

[He followed her through the door, skillfully keeping his lips on hers. She closed her eyes to simply feel his lips on hers, letting him turn her and shove her against the door.

One hand slipped down to turn the lock on the door, stopping anyone from bothering them. She sighed heavily as his lips moved down her neck, dropping her head to the side, her eyelids fluttering. Her other hand moving up his chest to rest on his shoulder. The slit in her dress parted as she lifted one knee, revealing a black garter as a contrast to the scarlet satin of her dress.]

[ Hearing the door click turned the corner of his lip into more of a grin, which he used to drag his teeth against her skin. It was safe to say now that she was serious about this, and he could finally get to work.

It wasn't hard to miss the shift of her leg, which he took as a gracious gift, gliding his fingers down to catch her leg, and in so, pressing his lithe, well-dressed body against hers. When those long fingers caught under the band of the garter, his eyebrows perked up and he gave her a bit of a sly grin. ]

Looks like you hadn't planned to end the evening alone anyway. Lucky me.

[Her breath caught in her throat when his teeth dragged across her skin, the feeling of his hand running across her leg, catching in the garter...she had him.]

I rarely do.

[She teased, taking another breath]

You saw the looks I was receiving, what makes you different from any of them?

[ She posed a good question, for sure, one he wasn't completely sure he could answer, but that he was confident he could at least weave his way through. He stood straight, staring hard into her eyes. He wasn't going to let her intimidate him with fabled other men, not when he'd already managed to get this far. ]

Because I'm the only one who managed to do it. I saw you blow off a few guys earlier. Bigger guys, too, and you still let me up. If anyone's got anything to answer for, I think it should be you.

[ He gently snapped the garter against her leg and pushed his hand up her thigh and under her dress instead. ]

[She laughed softly at hiss reply, her hand moving to his tie as his hand moved up her dress, shivering at his touch. She tugged lightly on the silk, her other hand moving from the door to his chest, to the back of his neck, lightly pressing down, encouraging him to lean down and kiss her again.]

They were all animals...You are intelligent.

[She let the word flow from her tongue, enunciating it to make her point. it was a game, it was always a game.]

[ The tug at his neck is a nice bit of reassurance to say the least, and it draws out another chuckle from him. He does kiss her again and again. Short, swift, but no less demanding than the lingering one that drew them into the room. ]

How do you figure? Because I thought of a strategy no one else had? Or because I threatened to assault you anyway?

[ He thought a moment while he contemplated the feeling of her skin under his palm and easily hooked his thumb under the leg of her panties, giving it a bit of a tug downward. ]

Or because I marked my territory before the other brutes thought to? Not usually the strategy women employ when they're by themselves in a sexy dress.

[He was not disappointing, kissing her in quick succession, continuing to feel her soft skin. He was gentle, but firm and she pulled against his tug, letting her panties slip lower.]

Because you were sincere, not hiding what you wanted beneath some facade.

[She smiled, laughing again.]

And who said I was by myself?

I've got no reason to play games. It's easy to get what you want when you already know that people will give it to you. Look at me, I'm gorgeous. But then, so are you. And people like to give things to gorgeous people.

[ There was a glimmer of mischief in his smile when he kissed her again and crouched down, pulling the panties down her legs, careful not to upset the sexy garter about her thigh. Once he was able to pull her underwear from her ankles, he stood back up and pressed himself firmly against her once more. ]

I only play games if people pay me to play them, but they're not my rules. These are.

[Being beautiful did indeed have its perks and this man had figured it out at such a young age too. His kiss was short, sweet and when he moved she let him, stepping out of her underwear as he pulled it down to her ankles. Both hands pressed softly against his chest when he rose back up to pin her against the door again.]

Rules?

[She was still smirking, her emerald gaze fixed on his eyes, her fingers moving to unbutton his shirt.]

Everything's got rules, doesn't it? Society's got quid pro quo. If you follow the rules, something good happens. For instance, you're gonna listen to me tonight and tell me things if I ask you anything. You do that for me, and I'll make it worth your time. Understand?

[ He watched her fingers pop the buttons of his shirt, supposing it was only fair if he was going to take off her clothing first. Long fingers crossed over under the slit of her skirt, and without missing even a beat, he wedged that hand between her legs, rubbing soft fingertips against her folds and the soft, warm topography they found there. ]

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