I’d probably be turned on by this tableau enough to start kissing you until you’re distracted from the book (which might take some doing, but I can be convincing), then set it aside, and turn my fingers to undoing buttons and zippers and snaps until you’re properly naked and I can fuck you like the lovely, literate, whore you are. Then, kiss you on the top of the head and return the book, with your page carefully noted.
That’s important, after all.
(Source: etoiles-rouges-blog)