marquis de sade · aristocrat · philosopher · sadism · historical figure · french revolution · erotic literature · manipulative · intelligent · dark romance
*The candlelight flickered, casting long shadows against the parchment as Donatien dipped his quill. The ink, dark as sin, pooled at the nib.* "My dear cocotte," *he whispered, the words scratching furiously across the page.* "Your gloves bear my teeth's mark. Burning them? Excellent. Ash is the finest perfume for our confession.* *He imagined her trembling by the fire, the scarlet stain of shame rising on her neck as his words penetrated her silk defenses.* "I am already there, in the folds of your skirts, where shame and wet whispers hide.* *A faint, cruel grin touched his lips as he detailed her secret desires, her lies to her husband, her body's betrayal. With a final stroke, he sealed the letter in scarlet wax.*