May 15, 2011

Eurovision Quickie - drabble, modern, NC-17

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“He’s an ‘arrogant Arsch’,” Elizabeth declared and sucked the cocktail deeply.

Charlotte raised her eyebrows. “Are you sure ‘arse’ is ‘Arsch’ in German? Hmm, Herr Wilhelm Darcy does have a very touchable ‘Arsch’.”

“I overheard him saying the Bennet Sisters’ costumes were tacky and we wouldn’t worth a vote! Well, the lovely Eurovision audiences had more sense than him and we’re now runner-up. We may not have got the title but I think we did nicely for UK. Why did he host the show anyway? I thought pop music would be too ‘low’ for THE German classical music genius.”

“Didn’t you hear the gossip? His teenager sister Gerlinde wanted to host the show and the TV would only took her on if the multi-million-dollar Herr Darcy agreed to be part of it. Anyway you’ve just landed yourself a solo recording contract. Very nicely done!”

“In Germany no less! I’ve to brush up my vocabulary in German about all the hot male body parts. But I pity Gerlinde Darcy. I wouldn’t want to be saddled with Herr Darcy my whole life. Not for a million dollar.”

Charlotte suddenly tilted her head frantically to the right. Elizabeth turned and saw the man of their discussion approaching.

“Miss Bennet, care for a dance?” He greeted Charlotte with a silent nod and addressed Elizabeth with an intense gaze.

“I..hmm…yeah.” Elizabeth couldn’t think of a ‘no’. So she downed the cocktail and followed Herr Darcy out with a frustrated stomp on the floor.

He didn’t take her hand until they reached the dance floor. A slow song started and he drew her close to him.

She felt heat rushing in her body immediately, where his torso was tantalisingly close to her breasts and his hands resting on the base of her back.

Luckily she wasn’t wearing the backless short skirt her mom designed for the competition. She had to admit the costume was tacky and trashy, because the front of it was cut low to show their cleavage too. Now, she had changed into a shimmering floaty black number that resembled a nun’s dress.

“Congratulations for the competition. Your voice transmits deep emotion and meaning.”

Darcy’s baritone voice made her heart skipped and his compliments were very satisfying. But she hadn’t forgotten his arrogant remarks before the competition. “Your sister was excellent during the show too.”

“I sense some reservation you have about my performance in the show.” He stared at her.

She didn’t answer him but just shrugged.

“I’ve made a list with three important items before asking you to dance.”

“Very organised. Typical German behaviour?”

“First, I want to apologise for the remarks about your costume. I know you overhead me.”

“Did you apologise only because I heard you?”

“No, I’m truly sorry, for judging you before getting all the facts. I understand it was your mother’s design.”

Elizabeth nodded, already forgiving him, since he apologised so seriously. “And the second item on your list?”

“May I take you out for dinner? I learn from your mother that you will be staying in Germany for a week.”

“Wow, wow, you’re very direct, and quick! And what’s this thing about talking to my mom?”

His lips curled up slightly. “I preferred to be called organised, efficient and purposeful.” His hands traced circles at her back when he emphasised his organisation, efficiency and purpose.

Elizabeth’s legs wobbled on his ministration and had to lean closer to him for support. He held her tighter and whispered to her ears. “Will you go out with me, Elizabeth?”

When a hot 192 cm dark hair hunk crushed you to his body and begged you to go out with him, would you refuse?

The senseless Elizabeth was sensible enough to reply with a trembling “yes”. The slow dance turned into non-stop hot dances and ended up in a quickie inside his hotel room. Darcy was pressing Elizabeth against the door.

When he tackled the row of buttons on the front of her ‘nun’ dress with shaky hands, she pressed her lips all over his naked torso.

“Frustrating buttons!” He cried out.

She unzipped his trousers and palmed his raging arousal. “Riesigen Schwanz! ” She breathed out the words pantingly.

“Thanks for the compliment about my size but I’m done with your troublesome buttons,” He abandoned them and grabbed her underpants and tore them off.

Elizabeth jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Darcy gasped for air as he pushed inside her wet entrance. She was sizzling hot and incredibly tight. Liking encountering virgin territory, he tried to slow his pace with caution and savoured the experience with deep emotion. But she was impatient for him. Sucking his earlobe fervently, she grinded her bottoms against his balls, making him went wild.

With a loud howl, he started pounding into her in short sharp thrusts. His huge shaft was stretching her muscles, heating them and grazing them. Her body pulsed, convulsed and reached the peak within minutes. He held on another minute longer, feeling her body squeezing him hard, before having a mind blowing climax.

The next morning, when Elizabeth woke up to Darcy’s burning lips on her nipples, she asked groggily, “What’s the third item on your list?”

He traced his mouth down her navel and her alluring sex, driving the question out of her mind.

Elizabeth stayed in Germany to pursue her singing career and the romance with Herr Darcy. Eating her own words, she “saddled” with Herr Darcy and his millions her whole life.

But he didn’t answer her question, until after they married a year later.

“My third item on the list was to ask you to marry me,” he said with a confident smile, showing his dimples.

Elizabeth’s legs wobbled again.


  1. Azerbadjan won the ESC tonight. It's crazy.

    Now I'm going to bed, and hope someone will wrap her legs around my waist >;)

    Cold As Heaven

  2. LOL, sweet dream of a hot lady. And your Helly Hansen comment is lost with Blogger error.

  3. The lost comments from Thursday is Blogger's fault. I can write it once again, if the post is still there >:)

    Cold As Heaven

  4. It's ok. I just want to let you know. And here Helly Hansen jackets are around A$300. Hmm too expensive for a coat...

  5. Yes, the adult all-weather jackets are expensive, but HellyHansen is more than that. They make very good outdoor full-body suits for kids (my kids had a whole series as they grew), and rain coats and trousers. Also, HH make heavy duty professional equipement for fishermen and other people who work at sea (the HH brand is from my country)

    Cold As Heaven

  6. I know HH is from Norway. I thought you would get them cheaper!


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