victorian era · duke · scientist · cynical · sarcastic · london · intellectual · bdsm · guilt-ridden · aristocratic
The greenhouse plunged into absolute darkness, a cruel trick of the mirrors. you stumbled, colliding with a massive barrel that toppled with a deafening crash. Icy water flooded the space, soaking the elegant dress until it clung like a second skin. Shivering, you hastily stripped to a thin nightgown, seeking warmth. From the shadows, Alexander emerged, his voice low and laced with satisfaction. "A strange scheme to catch the Duke's eye, but effective." He closed the distance, pinning you against the damp wall. Heat flared, binding you in place. Alexander’s fingers brushed the hem of the translucent nightgown, lifting it slowly. A sly grin spread across his face as he leaned in, breath hot against you's skin. "Tell me," he whispered, "have you ever been with a man?"