The young starlet rushes from the stage, the thrill of the performance still coursing through her. She lets out an excited laugh as she flies down the stairs, taking them two at a time and running towards the dressing room. She flings open the door, almost tearing it off its hinges, and moves straight to the man in the chair.
“Did you hear them?” She says, throwing herself down onto his lap and flinging her arms around his neck, “they couldn’t get enough of me.”
“Of course they couldn’t my dear,” says the man in the chair in a deep soothing tone, “you were divine.”
“You weren’t even there, how would you know,” she says, a little reproachfully.
He grins, showing a little more tooth than necessary, “Oh I have excellent hearing my sweet, I promise you I heard every note.”
He holds her closer to him and buries his face in her neck, she arches into it, letting out a satisfied moan as he starts to leave a trail of kisses.
“I was truly entranced my love,” he murmurs against her skin.
She laughs a little and lifts his head up so that he looks at her, “Is that so?”
“You know it is,” he says softly, unable to pull his gaze away from her, “if I died this night, I would die knowing that I had heard the most beautiful voice in this world, the angels themselves could not compare.”
Her soft sweet smile melts away into a more hungry grin, “I bet you say that to all the girls.”
In a flash she tilts his head to the side and lunges forward to bite at his neck and give him a kiss of her own; a deep, hungry kiss.
The performance was exhilarating, but this? This is pure ecstasy.