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I know I normally write these rowdy larger than life characters, but I wanted to try something sensual and maybe a little sinister. I'm not sure if I succeeded.
I'm not posting weekly for a while because working on a series of interconnected scripts that I want to post all at once, so keep an eye out for that.
Archive: https://www.reddit.com/r/ASMRScriptHaven/comments/x9hb9v/script_archive/
Also if you ever want to seem cool and mysterious just get really good at slow dancing, I swear it works like a charm. And learn how to cook.
The listener has been enraptured by a mysterious stranger. They're more than meets the eye, but in what way? Why are they so insistent that if they kiss three times the listener will be theirs forever? Well don't expect an answer. Good to monetize and modify and as always I love feedback!
My Ko that is Fi:https://ko-fi.com/timeraftScriptbin link: https://scriptbin.works/u/Timeraft/a4-dancing-with-a-mysterious-stranger-intimate
Dialogue in plane text
*Sound in bold between asterisks\*
(Context in parentheses and italics)
[Context that changes the audio in bold italics between brackets]
[Listener enters a small alleyway between two brick townhouses, it's blocked by a wrought iron gate that opens with a creak. They enter a garden lit by an old streetlamp. The speaker is waiting for them on a bench.]
It is good to see you here beloved. Thank you for accepting my invitation.
I’m glad you dressed up like I asked. You're Beautiful. A beautiful Fool
*Chuckle\*
You always act so surprised when I call you beautiful. Do you doubt the truth of my words? I never lie about things like beauty. I’d say you should show yourself off more often.
Oh but then I’d get so jealous. I’d loath it if I had to share such beauty with the rest of the world.
How do I look?
[listener compliments them, speaker likes being complimented]
You flatter me little one. It's not often I feel compelled to go all out like this. I love this outfit.
(Feel free to elaborate on what they’re dressed like if you want)
Thank you for agreeing to meet me here. I was worried you didn't get my letter. I know it’s considered odd to send a handwritten letter in our times, but I don't know your phone number and I never really understood the internet. Did you enjoy my calligraphy?
Thank you, The Latin Alphabet isn't my favorite, but I think my skills have improved over the years.
Do you like this place? I’ve always found it beautiful. You’d never even know it was here from the street would you?
This garden is closed off by all these townhouses. Every block in the city used to have one, but now most of them have been divided up by the homeowners. Not this one though, and I made sure we have it all to ourselves on this enchanted night. Secret places like this are my domain. Where I’m at my strongest, my most confident, my most beautiful.
Won't you take my hand? Dance with me for a while. I’ll lead you through it.
[The speaker stands and takes the listener by the hand. They begin a slow dance, counting off the steps because the listener doesn't know the moves. This move is a salsa move called an enchufla if you’re wondering. ]
We start in open position. One two three.
Four. We touch hands, make eye contact. I smirk like I know something you don't. It only lasts a second.
Five, six, seven.
Open position is a place for teasing. For brief moments of intimacy, gone before you even finish a breath, like snowflakes that melt when they touch the ground.
But I don't want that tonight, I want to be close to you.
I switch my hand and pull you closer.
One two.
On three I lift my hand over your head and give you a spin on four.
five You drift away, but you feel a firm pull and I close the gap once again. Six. And then pull you even closer.
Seven
We’re in closed position now. I entwine my left hand with your right and place my right on your back. Cheek to cheek. One two three, four five six seven. And repeat.
One two three, four five six seven.
You smell nice, beloved. You remind me of a place I can't quite remember.
[They keep dancing in closed position throughout this conversation.]
This is an important night you know.
I told you that first night. Three kisses and you’re mine forever.
Kiss number three comes tonight, if you should desire it. If you should dare.
Do you remember the first one? It feels so long ago doesn't it?
That little brick train station on the outskirts of town. The one that's covered in ivy and has those lovely hanging baskets that explode over their sides with flowers. One of my quiet places, not unlike this one.
The sun was stubbornly hanging low in the sky painting everything it touched red and gold. You were sitting there at that outdoor table staring off down the tracks. You were so beautiful that night, as soon as I saw you I knew I had to have you.
I swept you off your feet for one golden hour and then left you there in the moonlight. Wondering if I had just been an illusion. A flight of fancy. A beautiful dream.
Oh, but I’m real aren't I? Oh so real. And I came back
I sprinkled myself over your life, like cinnamon on cream. A little here, a little there. Always just out of reach. Teasing. You turn around and I’m there, then gone just as fast. You were curious, then fascinated and then enraptured.
Then that one rainy night, I showed up at your door. I’d picked up just the right stuff for dinner for two. You let me in and we made dinner together. Your home is one of my magical places now, you beautiful fool.
It was a wonderful night wasn't it? We both enjoyed the company of a fascinating stranger.
Then while we were washing dishes over your kitchen sink my hand touched yours and we kissed softly as the rain tapped on the window.
That was kiss number two. Two thirds of the way to eternity.
One more and you become mine forever. I want to emphasize the words Mine and Forever.
Forever is a long time you know. So long a time. Longer than your beautiful mind can imagine.
Mountains will crumble to dust and flow into the sea.
And you will still be mine.
Glaciers will tear through the city and retreat a thousand times.
And you will still be mine.
The stars will burn out one by one by one.
I’ll walk along the shore and watch them fall.
I’ll gather together the warm black stones that are their hearts and give them to you.
Because even then you will still be mine.
The sky will turn red and the earth will crumble beneath our feet. The sun will die, heaven and earth will collide and we’ll be all alone in a different light.
The space between atoms will grow vaster than the entire universe, and you will still be mine.
Three kisses, and your fate is sealed.
Is that truly what you desire? Aren't you a little afraid? Do you think I’m joking?
Because I am very very serious. There’s no backing out. I never let go of what's mine. I’m greedy, covetous and cruel. If you think this is a game, you can go right back out the way you came in. I don’t let my possessions play games with me. I get so terribly impatient when that happens.
Aren't you afraid I have an ulterior motive? I’d never lie, but the word eternity can be twisted in so many beautiful ways can't it? You think this is a daydream, but I can take you into a world of nightmares without even blinking. Do you want to risk that? Do you really want to play with magic?
Maybe I’m a vampire.
I’m going to slowly drain your life away until you're nothing but a desiccated corpse. I’ll lock you in a sarcophagus and you’ll try to scream, but won't be able to get even a wheeze past your dry dusty lips. And I’ll walk by with my next victims year after year until I’ve built a necropolis. And you will still love me.
Maybe I'm a sorcerer.
I’m going to steal your soul and place it into a doll. You’ll sit there in my room with your glassy eyes and watch eternity flow by like a river of cold molasses, longing for a stray touch from me. Ruing the day you let me trick you. And you will still love me.
Maybe I'm one of the fae
I'm going to take you away forever to the land of eternal summer. With a touch I'll seal you inside of a sycamore tree and sleep in your shade for eternity. And you will still love me.
Maybe I’m a time traveler.
Tonight I’m going to take you to the absolute end of eternity. A place nobody can return from unchanged. A place with no beginning or end. And we’ll vanish into the aether forever like a pair of tragic lovers. And you will still love me
So many mysteries. You won't know unless your lips touch mine for the third time.
You don't know enough do you? And yet you seem ready to take that leap. My brave brave little fool.
Forever is a long time, but when I look into your eyes I feel like it won't be long enough.
Are you prepared for the most likely possibility though?
Are you prepared for the possibility that I’m just shy and lonely?
That I’m playing this role because I’m afraid you wont like the real me? That I’m not some magical creature or mysterious traveler from another place and time? That when this mask comes off you’ll see just how pitifully mundane I am.
Maybe I’m just an accountant.
I live in a single-wide on the other side of town. When I get home from dancing in the moonlight with you I kick off my shoes, pour myself a glass of boxed wine and watch reruns of Diners Drive-ins and Dives. All these magical mysteries are nothing but a red herring to my true nature. Will you still love me?
Are you prepared for that beloved? Prepared to see that deep down I’m just a scared little child, playing make believe to impress someone I’m infatuated with?
So many possibilities, but you're dauntless. I knew we’d get here as soon as I saw you, fate is funny like that.
Last chance to run. Don't take it lightly. Forever is a long time, beloved.
*Chuckles\*
Say no more.
[They do another enchufla but change the ending]
One two.
I dip my arm down and guide you out of this closed position
Three Four
Another twirl then we drift apart
Five
Ah ah ah, you don't get to go any further. I pull you closer
Six
[They dip the listener]
I cradle you in my arms. Seven steps and three kisses, there's poetry in that.
One final step and eternity begins. It's too late to back out. See you on the other side you beautiful fool.
Seven
*They kiss\*
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