Sweet Dreams

Spell

"Well, darling, you must be new here"

Your heart skips a beat as you begin to struggle for words or even process a thought. Your eyes drift up, glancing at first to his wild, black curls strung about his strongly framed face. Your eyes meet, and you feel as if you're being dragged in by his orbs that hold the secrets to the universe. His strong cheekbones rose as he began to flash you a seductive smile, his red lips curling up to form an alluring smirk.
At this moment, he knows he has you under his spell.
His shiny corset glimmers in the odd lighting as his broad shoulders nearly rip the mesh holding back his prominent muscles. His fair skin slightly hidden between a leather cross cross of the shirt, you then notice that his shorts aren't even shorts at all. His hot pants cling to his entire body. Luckily for you, there is too much look at for you to focus on one body part. His legs are clad in high fishnet tights, his calf muscles shown off beautifully. Well, it's all beautiful really. His look is complete with a bedazzled pair of high heels, and you think you may melt from his voice.
Not trusting your voice to reply to him, you simply stare into his eyes with your mouth agape. On any other occasion, you would berate yourself for being so rudely obvious about your distraction, but you simply cannot move as you're in a trance.
He releases a deep, raspy laugh slowly as he realizes the effect he has on you.
Mouth once again lifting into that sweet smile, he seductively whispers, "well, I'm happy you've come" he again releases a soft laugh as he says "what is your name, deary?"
You gather up all of your courage to breathe out your name, to which he sounds pleased with.
"Such a beautiful name. It suits such a lovely face. Of course, that's one of the many lovely things I see you possess." You nearly faint again as he glances up and down your body, intentionally stopping to stare over your most prized and hidden parts.
Suddenly becoming insecure, you cross your arms over your chest as you swiftly flip your hair out of the way of your eyes.
"Oh, baby, there's nothing to be ashamed of. There's absolutely no wrong in showing your... assets" his voice trails off as he gently bats your hands away from your chest, smiling as you obey.
"I trust Magenta and Riff Raff will show you around, I have something I must attend to" he seductively whispers as he steps onto the metal elevator and presses a button.
Grasping the metal cage of the elevator door, he suddenly yells "Riff Raff! Show our guest the proper treatment, I'll be back once I finish my... study. See you for dinner." he mysteriously continues, shutting the door and shooting up into the unknown levels above.
As your trance begins to wear off, you become aware of a gentle tugging on your coat.
"Oh, thank you that's very kind" you smile as the blonde haired servant begins to take your jacket off.
You instinctively jump as he tried to undo your zipper to your black dress.
"OH. No. That's not happening sorry." You mutter, aggravated at the inappropriate and sudden movements.
He seems as if he's going to argue, yet he simply shrugs and walks away, picking up a bottle of champagne and drinking directly from the bottle.
Gesturing towards a set of stairs with his free hand, you begin to follow him.
As he begins leading you up the set of marble stairs, you become aware that this might not be just a quick phone call.
"Excuse me, um, I didn't want to be a bother but I'm in a bit of a hurry. You see, I'm supposed to be on my way to a party, but my car got a flat tire."
"The master gave me specific instructions to show you to your room. The phone lines are all down from the storm, and as you can see it might be this way for quite some time." He finishes as he points outside a large window.
Lightening flickers within seconds of each other, the booms of thunder softened by the thickness of the mansion walls. The rain heavily hitting the window while the trees dance aggressively in the darkness, you begin to realize you will not be going to the party tonight.
"Oh why I don't want to be a bother! I really shouldn't stay!"
Riff Raff unenthusiastically boasts "the master insisted. He usually would send his guests on their way under usual circumstances, but the master thinks you're quite... special."
You become slightly anxious as he draws out the last word, unsure whether it's a good or bad thing.
You finally reach a wooden door in a hallway which Riff Raff opens.
"The guest room." He announces before guiding you in.
Although the room is just about as unique as the rest of the mansion, there's something special about it. Although the room is dimly lit, there is a cracklings fire in a fireplace at the right half of the room. Ornate chairs finished with cherrywood are strewn about by the fireplace, red velvet forming an interior on the inside. An old looking yet comforting maroon rug sits under a majority of the furniture, beautiful gold designs encircling the outside corners. The curtains on the windows are the same shade of maroon as the rug, and they drape gracefully but are held back by golden ropes. There are lots of windows, and you can see a full moon outside which provides the natural, almost surreal lighting. You can tell that this room is truly beautiful, and everything is cast in an illuminating peace from the moonlight seeping through the windows.
It's then you notice the bed. King size, cherrywood accents, and covered with an array of beautiful silk covers and comforters, it looks like the fluffiest, comfiest thing you've ever laid eyes on. There is an array of pillows, gold accents filling the corners of the deep red pillows.
"Wow" you manage, slightly taken aback by the hospitality you've experienced and the beauty of the room.
"I've prepared to fetch you for supper. Until then, I would suggest resting. The master will have a lot in store for tonight."
The servant quickly mumbles and you hear a loud click of the door shutting.
You run and jump into the bed, for once content.
*i wonder what he has planned that I need to sleep for?* is your one thought before you drift into a blissful nap.