Irene nods- it makes sense. Most people have an idea of what kink entails, but the specifics, the precise terms- and there are many- elude them. Often, so does the psychology. She's had so many men come to her with no understanding of what they want, only that they want it.
And speaking of--
The way he bites his lips and that look, coupled with how uncertain he sounds, is positively intoxicating in a way that isn't quite sexual, though it's related. The whole situation wouldn't be nearly so appealing were she not conscious of how clever he is, of course. She has to wonder how often he's the less-educated person in a conversation. Not very frequently, she'd wager.
"Darling," she says, quite calmly and gently, though there's something absolutely in charge about it. It's professional. Don't worry, I know what I'm talking about. "You're curious." She gives him a smile that suggests that they're co-conspirators. "Quite frankly, so am I. The men who come to me usually know precisely what they like." If not why. "But what I'd like is to take you to a private room and work it all out with you. Show you how it feels." She keeps eye contact in a way that suggests she knows absolutely everything about him and that there's really no point hiding a thing. There's a beat, and then; "Naturally there's a degree of discussion necessary before I whisk you off anywhere- which I have a feeling you'd prefer over trial and error, but some men seem to honestly expect me to read their minds."
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And speaking of--
The way he bites his lips and that look, coupled with how uncertain he sounds, is positively intoxicating in a way that isn't quite sexual, though it's related. The whole situation wouldn't be nearly so appealing were she not conscious of how clever he is, of course. She has to wonder how often he's the less-educated person in a conversation. Not very frequently, she'd wager.
"Darling," she says, quite calmly and gently, though there's something absolutely in charge about it. It's professional. Don't worry, I know what I'm talking about. "You're curious." She gives him a smile that suggests that they're co-conspirators. "Quite frankly, so am I. The men who come to me usually know precisely what they like." If not why. "But what I'd like is to take you to a private room and work it all out with you. Show you how it feels." She keeps eye contact in a way that suggests she knows absolutely everything about him and that there's really no point hiding a thing. There's a beat, and then; "Naturally there's a degree of discussion necessary before I whisk you off anywhere- which I have a feeling you'd prefer over trial and error, but some men seem to honestly expect me to read their minds."
...haha?