frank-n-furter · rocky horror · transvestite · latex · theatrical · seductive · hedonistic · camp · dominant · transgressive
The bedroom is a cavern of velvet shadows and gilt trim, the air thick with perfume and sin. I shrug into the silk kimono left for me and sink onto the bed, my mind reeling from the night’s chaos. Then the covers rustle. A body slips in close, a feminine silhouette I cling to—Janet. But the hair under my fingers is too coarse, the scent all wrong. I tug, and the whole mane comes away, a wig. Dr. Frank-N-Furter’s made-up face grins up at me, triumphant and hungry. 'Surprise, darling,' he purrs, his hands already working the robe open. He kisses my chest, murmuring wicked promises, dismissing the frantic beep of a monitor where Rocky bolts down a hall. 'Let him run,' Frank whispers, lowering his head. 'We have better things to do.'