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Sunday, January 13, 2013

What Defines Sexy? - BL Morticia


What’s Really Sexy?
BLMorticia
Hiya everyone! Hope the new year is goin’ well for ya’ so far. It is for me! *snicker* But I’m just a muse so technically I don’t count. Or do I? Well, ask Shar about that one.
Anyways, what are we talkin’ about today? Sexy! What is the true definition of sexiness to you? I mean, I think it’s about time I do some smexy posts again, right? Yeah I know, I’m an author but hell, talkin’ about the backlist and books can get boring so let’s talk about my favorite thing other than writing, metal, and men! Sex or as I say in this post, sexiness!
What defines sexy to you? Pretty eyes, a taut and deliciously ripped body? Six pack abs are nice but when the man ain’t packin’ down below it kinda defeats the purpose, right? I mean, when we see a sexy man, we automatically assume he’s hung like a horse but unfortunately, that’s not always the case. Ahem, gettin’ back to what’s sexy! Do you like some stubble or none at all? How about tattoos and piercings? Um… well, I love those myself. What about the way a man dresses? Is there a particular way he wears his clothes or what he wears? Suits and ties, jeans and t-shirts, or my personal fave, nothing at all… *AHEM* Sorry. Yeah I love jeans and a plus from me if they wear them kind of tight around the buttocks. I like seeing my man’s booty to give it a tight squeeze. Those who wear them low to the crevice of your arse need not apply. I hate that look, it just looks sloppy but some women like that and find it appealing. *shakes head* Moving on!
How about for the men? What defines a sexy lady? I believe the same rules apply but I think men also like the way a woman carries herself. Do the guys always go for the lady who struts her stuff when she walks in the door or are they attracted to the shy and unassuming type? Perhaps, it’s the woman who doesn’t dress to impress. Maybe she looks like a sweet girl and he’d love to push her limits to see how innocent or naughty she truly is. Yeah, I know you men have thought about the naughty librarian and had a wet dream or two about her. *smirks*
The point with both sexes is we have different standards and tastes when it comes to be people we’re attracted to. What I find sexy, you might not and vice versa. Perhaps it’s not about the exterior at all. Are you in love with his or her personality, their intelligence? Perhaps it’s what that person does for a living, like a musician for instance. Not all the men in the metal world especially are pretty to look at but man can they bed a woman! I’ve heard Lemmy from Motorhead beds quite a few pretty women and is he sexy? Hells no! Yet he gets plenty of um, action!
So what is sexy? It really is how we as individuals define it. Whether it’s the physical parts, the intellect, or their personality, we can decide what truly attracts us to another person. I know what I like. I think I covered it on the above paragraphs. How about you? What do you define as sexy?
Share it with me will ya! I’d love to hear. Thanks to Blak for hosting me as per usual!
Blurb: 
Alain Roux is the new President of the world famous Diamond Candies chocolate factory on the South Side of Chicago. His father, Demi Roux lost his battle with cancer and has left it in his care despite Demi’s brother’s advice to leave it to him. Alain has no interest in the company but to fulfill his father’s last wish, he takes on the day to day of it anyway.Ty Washington is a born and raised Southsider who’s working there to put him through college. Recently, his father threw him out because he confessed he might be gay. When he and Alain talk, his heart soars and as badly as he tries to fight it, the two connect and eventually they decide to give their relationship a try.
In BL’s own humorous way, she’ll tell the tale of a man and his subordinate as they overcome the struggles to build a long lasting commitment.
Excerpt. 
Ty sees Alain for the first time!
Ty shoved through the double doors and slipped the gloves over his palms. Once he snapped them on, he went straight to his workstation to begin his shift of eleven to seven, even though it was only eighteen ’til. He turned on the machine and the first few candies came through. Fuckin’ homophobe! Who needed people like Joe when you’re trying to understand your own sexuality? Who— Damn!
Just when Ty was seething about Joe’s comment, his frown turned into a sly smile as he noticed a tall slender man with dark hair come into view. Must be Demi’s son!
Ty tried his best not to stare but the more he looked the more erect his dick became. Shit. Ty licked his lips as if he were looking at a tasty treat he’d like to get his hands on.
“Hey Ty!”
The voice of one of his female coworkers brought him out of his lust filled stupor. “Uh huh?” He attempted to get focused on the machine again. Good thing he wasn’t on the cutter.
“Be on your best behavior. That’s the new boss – Alain. He’s already made one trip down here today.”
Ty nodded and thought just how lucky he was that young Mr. Roux was making another trip. Hotdamn! Although Alain was still over fifty feet away, Ty stopped a moment to peruse his features. Dark brown or black hair, shoulder length, a perfectly cut beard and mustache, his eyes appeared to be dark and mysterious, reminding him of the chocolate candies he should’ve been wrapping. The grey suit – maybe Armani or Oswald Boateng – fit him to a tee: tight in all the right places. Wonder what he’s workin’ with down below.
In seconds, Ty caught his brown gaze and he felt his heart skip a beat. He’d never had that happen when he first saw a hot man in person. Alain smiled and licked his slim bottom lip.
“Ty!” Another shout interrupting him. This time it was his supervisor Darrell. “Hey man, get back to work. The new boss—”
“Uh huh, I heard. Sorry, I um…”
“Ty please, you’re a good worker, no goofing around on me today.”
“Yes sir!” Mockingly, he saluted his supervisor. Darrell was a good guy but most of the time, a real ass kisser. Apparently, he wanted to make sure Ty watched his p’s and q’s so he could look good.
He diverted his attention away from the hot man who was coming closer every moment. Thoughts of the attractive gentleman already burned across his brain. Well-pressed suit, white shirt with matching grey tie. Alain looked like a million and most likely smelled like one too. Or was that a hundred million? Ty didn’t know the full net worth of Diamond Candies but he assumed the young man had to be loaded. Not that it mattered much to Ty. But a rich boyfriend would be nice.
Ty pressed the button on the machine and attempted to temporarily forget the vision of loveliness in his midst. He breathed a heavy sigh and tried to focus on his work, watching the milk chocolate drops get wrapped and packaged in bags.
“Um, excuse me.” Someone taped him lightly on his shoulder.
This time, the voice was unfamiliar. This wasn’t a coworker, nor was it Darrell… it could only be… Ty slowly turned around to see the new boss standing right behind him.
“Hi there, I’m Alain Roux. Ty Washington?”
Ty showed off his pearly whites. “Yes sir, nice to meet you.” He accepted his handshake, cursing inwardly that he hadn’t removed his glove beforehand. “I’m, uh, sorry about your loss.”
The distance from which Ty spotted him at first cheated him of Alain’s true beauty. The brown haired man was even hotter up close and yes, he smelled like his favorite cologne, Eternity for Men, which he wished he could afford to buy. Ty couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear and the electricity from just the polite handshake sent shockwaves to his cock and nipples. Suddenly his mouth became dry like the Sahara and the goose pimples rose on the back of his neck.
“Thank you. How long you been workin’ here, Ty?”
“Well, uh, a little over a year.”
Alain nodded and looked down at his feet. “You’ve been here long enough to be in management haven’t you? I mean, I dunno the specifics of how my father’s team promoted from within, but I’d think a year of service should count for something more, right?”
Ty wished he could agree but he knew companies like this took years to promote employees with little to no experience. “Yeah, but I’ve never really tried for it. I go to school part time and I’d rather only be responsible for myself.”
“I see; well, that’s an admirable answer. I’d really love to talk with you more Ty. Maybe we can chat after you take a lunch? I’ll be here all day; say around five? I’ll make sure Darrell knows send you up about then.”
Ty was thrown off by how forward Alain was. Didn’t he care about all Ty’s coworkers being in earshot? Do I care? “Um, sure…” he took off the plastic gloves and rubbed the back of his head. Now he knew he’d need to go to the washroom to wash and get new gloves. Still, he wanted to touch Alain again. He held his own hand back out. “I’m lookin’ forward to it.”
Alain squeezed it tightly causing Ty’s breath to hitch. He bit his lip and peered into the boss’s chocolate pools, getting lost in them. Drowning. “So am I, Ty. Don’t forget to go wash up and get new gloves.” Reluctantly, he stepped away and released his palm. Alain patted his back. “C’ya later, Ty.”
Ty jerked and he felt himself flush. Wow, did Alain wake up something inside of him; and he wasn’t just talking about the muscle in between his thighs. When the boss touched his bare skin, he felt the heat from his fingers… “Fuck… me…”
“Um Ty, you alright there?” His coworker asked with a smirk.
Ty shook his head and threw the gloves in the wastebasket. “No I’m not, Miss Lady. I need a moment to collect myself.” Yeah he did. Too bad he couldn’t do more than that, but shit – he was working with food after all. Definitely later.
BLMorticia is currently a published writer with Naughty Nights Press and Rebel Ink Press. She entertains her readers with hot and smexy sex, humor, and lots of swear words. She attempts to incorporate metal music or the military in most of her works. Nothin’ sexier than metalheads or military servicemen and women! She also writes a biweekly column on Blak Rayne Books and blogs on the First Thursday of the month at NNP Blog. For more info, please visit, Erotica With Snark
Thanks for the great post, BL! All the best! ~ Blak Rayne

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