Who: Samson and Delilah What: First time meeting When: Time of Judges, just after she was told to entrance him Where: Delilah's chambers Warnings: Mentions of sexuality Note: Reposted as a favour
Seduce him, they'd said. Get his secret, they'd said. Funny how she had no idea to do that. Plenty of ideas how to do the first, she'd been doing it for so long, but none for the latter. She didn't even know this man.
Sure, heard of him through the whispers of the others (because who hadn't) but what did he want with her? They'd old her he'd asked for her, and not to bring up her fee. That seemed taken care of,the reward being dangled in front of her like a carrot.
And it was a grand carrot. Enough to buy herself free, because while she enjoyed praising her Patron's name she did not enjoy giving most of her fee to those who booked her appointments. She wanted to be her own master.
Knowing the man wouldn't be a problem. Pretending to be interested had long become second nature. She just feared the repercussions if she failed. For that reason she'd dressed in a loose gown, easy enough to take off and flattering at the same time, and awaited the man who had asked for her. She doubted it would be a long assignment, even though they had cleared her schedule for the next few weeks which did nothing to soothe her nerves, and she'd always been good at getting people to trust her.
With a sigh she sat down and arranged the meal on the table. Men seemed to like it when you waited on them hand and foot.
(Post a new comment)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-07 09:06 pm (local) (link) Track This Samson knew who Delilah was, her mystery only seduced him to her room now. The world had offered him so much more than his God had provided. He like others had fallen prey to lies and deceptions. As he watched her waltz in, the curve of her hips, that beautiful dark skin and black hair, he should have known that this was going to be his ruin.
Samson had a weakness for beautiful women, no doubt he'd had his eye on Delilah for a while but not to be just another paying patron in her bed. That look in his eyes, he was mesmerized by her.
While it may have seemed customary for her to act as she was, he just wanted to spend time with her.
"Sit by me," he asked her gently.
(Reply to this)(Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-08 02:14 am (local) (link) Track This He was customer, even if he wasn't paying, and thus King. His demand was rule and she had to obey it. The request to sit by him confused her. Surely it wasn't all he wanted?
But she could play the long seduction, and she had to gain his trust. Smiling she set the meal on a plate and brought i over, handing it to him before sitting down beside him. "You know you flatter me. I'm just one little girl, what did I ever do to catch great Samson's eye?" She was curious, and her pride was heightened by the fact such a man would notice her.
Gently she set her hand on his arm. They'd said he'd killed a lion with his bare hands. While she was curious she would have to be careful. Her neck was a bit more slender then a lion's.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-08 07:15 pm (local) (link) Track This Samson knew he would never marry a Nizirite, and in some right perhaps he had no intention of marrying. He was content in just following his heart even if it was leading him into the dark with no way out.
"You're a beautiful woman," he admitted, eyes focused on how the light danced across her face. He knew many men were attracted to her, but how many with the right intentions?
His eyes cast down to her hand and that warm touch, his own laying atop those slender fingers.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-09 02:11 am (local) (link) Track This She laughed and withdrew her hand, leaning forward to take a glass and sipped from it. "A lot of people tell me that." And like with them she believed him. She'd seen herself in a few reflections and knew she was an appealing woman. "But I am honored to think that great Samson paused at my looks."
She smiled teasingly and offered him the drink before tracing her fingers along his arms again, setting her chin on his shoulder. "Tell me of yourself great Samson. You seem to know me, but I do not know you. Rumors, but no more. Is it really true you killed a lion with your bare hands?" Most men enjoyed talking of these things. It wouldn't be the first time she had feigned interest.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-09 06:34 pm (local) (link) Track This "I'm sure a lot do, but I mean it," Samson replied in a soft tone, moving a strand of hair that framed her face so he could graze a hand against her tanned skin. The way she carried herself, there was a pride he admired her for, it made her an independant woman in a time that suppressed her. For the brute Nizirite, that was attractive in ways it wasn't for most men. He never planned on treating her like a whore, though she had become accustomed to that.
She eased up closer, hands on him again that made his skin tingle. He couldn't be sure if she was really interested or not, but he'd like to think she was, which perhaps was his first mistake. Samson gave her a soft smile, the muscles of his arms flinching ever so slightly, action enough that this small woman could feel his strength, a gift he'd possessed since he could remember. "They speak the truth," he admitted, which was hardly impossible to realize when looking at him. She seemed intrigued by that, which went to his head.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-09 06:43 pm (local) (link) Track This She bit back her smile and laugh, knowing others said that too. But flattery was the name of the game and she gave him a shrug, briefly leaning into the touch. "I'm glad you think so. I know I'm different." She was darker then most, and she couldn't say who her parents had been. "And different is not always good." She made a face then, still easing her way into his trust to be who he wanted her to be.
She could feel his strength beneath her fingers and giggled, making a show of being impressed. "Glad I'm not said lion then." With a wink she sat up, suddenly breaking contact. She was playing, testing, seeing what he wanted, well needed was more like it, and smiled. "You seem so tense Samson. I'm not going to bite you know. Even if I did, I'm no match for you, you can literally pick me up. Tell you what, why don't you ask a bit about me? But not of my childhood, as I don't remember that, but truly. Ask me anything. Then you can eat my diner that I so carefully put together for you, tell me what an amazing cook I am and you can tell me all about this lion-killing of yours. Deal?"
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-09 07:01 pm (local) (link) Track This "I see flattery is not new to you," he said with a smile, which came as no surprise. "You are different, that's not a terrible thing, I know all about being different." There was an equal amount of hate that people held for another that stood out. For as many that were intimidated or impressed by him there was an equal amount that despised him. He and Delilah were simular in that aspect as he held as much of an opinion of himself as she did. It made him arrogant, but he was too enamered with the worldly ways and her charm to know he was setting himself up for a trap.
Samson sat back, getting comfortable in his seat. "I will agree to that." He should have known he was just a game for a woman like herself, but looking into those eyes his mind painted a different picture.
He moved a little closer to her, taking the drink she offered, finding his first question. "What does the dark Delilah want?" It may have been the first man to ever ask her such a question, but he wanted to know, his hand tangling into those soft curls that drapped against her shoulders.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-09 07:11 pm (local) (link) Track This She shrugged, hoping he would not be angry or disappointed. If he left now the consequences would be dire.
But he stayed and she was re-assured. She knew of those that hated him, it's why she was there, but he seemed to understand about being different. And that was alright with her.
When he got comfortable she smiled, letting him take the drink. He seemed to have a fondness for touching her and she smiled, leaning close enough to where her lips were inches away from his before setting a finger to his lips and smiling. "I want to see the world. See what's beyond this valley. I've been here my entire life. I want to know what's beyond the horizon." She was trying to tease him, see what it took for him to take what he wanted.
Smiling she ran her fingers through her hair, moving out of his touch by doing so, and smiled at him. "And what does great Samson want?"
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-09 07:32 pm (local) (link) Track This "You're good at this," he noted with a white smile. She had her tricks. He found them endearing, though later he would find them decietful. She pulled away before he could kiss those ruby lips. Samson shook his head moving the hair from his face back into a ponytail.
She was tempting in ways that as a servent of God he should not be tampering with, though he'd long since forgotten his oath's.
"To be the most powerful man the world has ever seen," though it was apparent he may very well have been. It was an arrogant thing to say, he knew it.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-09 07:53 pm (local) (link) Track This She blinked, then smiled innocently. "Good at what?" The comment made her laugh, "not one for small aspirations. I like that in a man. Aim for the sky, I always tell myself, then when you miss the stars you still land on the roof."
With a coy smile she rose, putting some meat on a plate and handing it to him before taking a piece and offering it to him. She was deliberately playing a bit with him. So maybe he hadn't come here for just one thing. Didn't mean she couldn't tempt him with the offer.
"So ask me more."
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-09 08:45 pm (local) (link) Track This "Tantalizing men," he replied. He may have been mesmerized by her, but he knew she'd made her way around, she knew what she was doing. Just as they were, he was already deep within her grasp.
Each time she brought out something new for him to eat or drink it was as if she was tempting him with more than filling his stomach. He took the meat between his fingers, chewing it until it was gone then for more drink.
He slouched back, watching her as he thought of something new to ask. "What excites you, makes your heart pound faster?" He took another gulp of his drink. He geniunely wanted to know more about her instead of just her body.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-09 09:00 pm (local) (link) Track This She gave another shrug but didn't go into it. It would be best not to remind him of her sacred duty. No man wanted to know that the woman he was with could be bought.
She was trying to tease him, but honestly wondered if he had no drive. How was she to seduce him if he wouldn't cave to the charms that had gotten many men to sing her praises? He was tricky.
She set the platter down, just a little irked he wasn't caving (she had her pride), but she had enough training to not let it show. Instead she just smiled sweetly. "You mean sexually or just normally?" she gave a wicked grin and sat down beside him again. "Normally, horses. I love the speed of them, their muscles. Each time I get to ride one, even in a chariot, I feel like the entire world is flying. The power behind them is invigorating. Sexually, well I always like a man who knows how to take charge and take. I have a thing for strength." She smiled teasingly and chewed at a piece of fruit. "What about you then?"
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-09 09:31 pm (local) (link) Track This He wasn't her average taker, that he was sure had her exhasperated. Samson was moving at his own pace, because unlike the rest of the world Samson cared about her.
The drink soaked his tongue, letting it tingle his senses. He let it wet the line of his lips, drawing her in with his own teasing. There was a light laugh at her explanation as he leaned back against one of the cushions, elbow sinking into it's plush fabric. "Sounds like one in the same," he said amused at her forthwright nature.
"I like a woman with independence."
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-09 09:44 pm (local) (link) Track This "I'm as independent as they come." she noticed his attempt at seduction and she had to admit at being curious. She wanted to be able to boast about having had Samson, and she wasn't blind.
He was attractive.
But she played this game longer then him, and was used to men trying to seduce her. He'd have to try harder. With a smile she rose. "Unfortunately there's not a single man strong enough to hold me. I always get free." She was going for the key point here, his strength. She wasn't above using some dirty tactics. "And no one has ever gotten me to truly...well..." she pointedly glanced at him, "enjoy myself completely." And with that, she stepped up the game.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-09 10:02 pm (local) (link) Track This "I believe it," he chuckled, setting the glass down at the foot of the couch. When he looked back up she was already moving away, and his eyes scanned over her back and forth. He gave her a side smile.
"Is that so," his voice hitting a deeper tone. "I find that hard to believe," or he found it too much of an invitation.
When she didn't sit back down he stood letting his hands slide over her shoulders as he stood behind her. He moved those dark curls from their position around her dark-skinned neck.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-09 10:11 pm (local) (link) Track This And she had him. Good thing he could not see her smile. She relaxed under his touch, only leaning into him just a little. She nodded, pretending to be busy with something else.
"Yes," she put on a disappointed sigh. "not a one yet. I keep looking, but no luck so far. Pity really." She was banking on his ego taking charge now, hoping he'd heed the little voice saying he could prove her wrong.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-10 10:10 am (local) (link) Track This That little voice was pride knocking at his door. His hands moved down her shoulders, gripping the sides of her arms when he felt the warmth of her body settle against him.
"Perhaps the right one hasn't come to you," this had gone from just conversation to a need for something else, and he'd known from the start it would end up in her bed. He only wanted to be the one that loved her.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-10 10:29 am (local) (link) Track This Smiling she turned to him, knowing that she still had it and could wind any man around her fingers. She kept her smile and traced her fingers down his chest. "Perhaps. Care to find out if you could be that man?"
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-10 10:50 am (local) (link) Track This She had him in her trap. Those dark eyes and lips, he had to know what he was falling into. Yet, Samson didn't care. He felt her fingers glide down his chest and he acted on that insane beating of his heart.
He reached for her lips, fingers just softly pressed to them, his own lips wetted before inviting her in with a kiss.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-10 12:30 pm (local) (link) Track This Smiling she returned the kiss, settling her arms around his neck. Now this she knew, this she could do. She'd figure out how to get him to trust her later, but knowing she had him atleast hooked would make it easier.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-10 02:17 pm (local) (link) Track This That kiss sealed his fate, for he knew after this night he would see her again. He was roped into her web, drinking from those lips like a sweet wine.
Right now it wasn't about trust. It was about taking her challenge and letting himself feel something.
Samson pressed her closer with a slight forceful hand, letting her curves conform against him. She smelled sweet, like the temptress she was, and for that moment there was nothing else but getting to taste her sweetness.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-10 02:37 pm (local) (link) Track This Now she knew how to get to him, she would figure out how to get his secret out of him. She would play his game and be the woman he wanted her to be. And in return she'd have bragging rights.
It wouldn't end that way but now was all about feeling.
She smiled into the kiss at the slightly demanding pressure and teasingly drew back, still playing that 'catch me' game she was always fond of.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]blind_leader 2010-12-10 02:55 pm (local) (link) Track This When she pulled away he threw her a longing look and a small smile. He grabbed her hand, finding all this to be rather hazy. Like a veil pulled over his eyes and he couldn't see anything but what he wanted. She'd play him for a fool and he'd let her.
"Would you ever love a man, Delilah?" he asked in a breathy voice, pulling her back to him as the dark closed in behind them, what little light in the room starting to fade out, just mere candles holding that light on her face.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]darkdelilah 2010-12-10 03:03 pm (local) (link) Track This She'd hoped he'd play along, but she'd teach him. She would have plenty of time to find out just what he liked and didn't like, and in the meantime buy her own freedom.
The question made her smile and her hands went to the fastenings of her robe, undoing them and letting the material fall to her feet. "I think I could try."