What the Devil...indeed, what the Devil...
Yeah, we all get it. Horns, chains, bondage and traps. But you know what, let's turn it the other way round. Let's talk seduction.
With the devil, it's the seduction that matters, it's desire that's at play. No matter whether it's money, fame, glory, success,
or sex - you're gonna get it.
In full.
Straight up.
Signed, sealed,delivered.
Right up.
But it's not just lust. It's that quality thing. Don't give me Brad & Angelina, get me
Deneuve + Bowie. Get me Al Pacino,
get me Jeremy Irons, serve it with Chateau Lafitte 1899 and a cigar.
Make it something I can't resist. Make it something I can't defy. Make it something I'm gonna crave - and be
sorry about later.
If it is the Devil, make him look irresistible. Make him hot. Hot but intellectual,
mysterious and sensual.
Sexy.
And really really knowledgeable.
Make the flames of hell dance in his eyes. Make him, I dunno, Christopher Lee. Or
Rufus Sewell. Or Alan Rickman.
Make his voice velvety, but hide
venom there.
Make him classy.
Give him the vibe of Lestat (preferably Sam Reid's), Charles Dance and Ben Cumberbatch.
Give him the edge of Alex Vlahos of Versailles and add a tinge of Matt Smith
dragonrider, or a serving of Gary Oldman's Dracula.
Make him dark and brooding,
all the way Ralph Fiennes. Add a pinch of Neil Gaiman ‘s soft sarcasm, and throw in a couple of crystal balls (no pun intended).
You get me, make the Devil desirable.
but don't make him seduce with his body alone. Make him entice, enchant and seduce with brains, wit and eyes that spell disaster.
If I'm gonna fall for the Devil, make it count. Looks are for tenage girls. Bodies
change. Minds, on the other hand, tend to sharpen.
Make him that. Edgy. Dangerous.
Give me a full blown seduction.
Give me something of a scorpion's sting disguised as a romantic hero
Don't give me Romeo, give me f**ing Lord Byron, cause I'm so tired of sweet boys. Devil's no boy. To quote, he ain't white, he French. Devil's a perfect gentleman with a maniac’s smile and Achilles's entitlement.
Devil is everything you can wish for. And less. He's that bad one you've always wanted, but honey, does bad mean a psycho, or simply slightly deranged?
The devil is a magnificent teacher, honestly. He's always straightforward. He tells you plainly what he wants, and once he catches you, you're his. This entrapment would be hot, steamy and dirty, you'll be swimming in attention, easy money and whatever you want, but when the bill comes in, you'll have nothing to pay it with.
I love how it turns up in relationship spreads, this reddest flag of them all, and how surprising, to put it mildly, it is, to discover that your partner or boyfriend, or girlfriend is into…you know, stuff. How interesting the Devil plays out once the cards are out.
He is many a thing, but let me tell you, he ain't got no horns. He's an expert chainmaker, though. He's exactly what Alice Cooper referred to once. Remember that one?
I spent the night with the devil, She was such a bad guy.
That is the Devil. And you cannot refuse him, you cannot defy him. He's no longer Jareth, the Goblin king. He's real.
He's too bloody real and you can't get enough.
He still might be a monster. He might
well be an apt abuser, he might be mad, bad, and dangerous to know.
It's his damn job, and he'll
do it well. And you won't get it even when
you've been
used. And believe you me, that you will be. For that is the sole purpose of the Devil.
To make you believe in your freedom, and trap you right there. To create such conditions that you would step into the mess he created especially for you. WILLINGLY.
Willingly.
Absolutely willingly.
Cause no one is forcin ya, babe. You're bloody doin it to yourself. And he's just watchin. And gettin the kick out of it.
But, darlin, ain't we all?..