Elijah is soft, angelic, and wanting to change that. He's the one who's read the books - Kama Sutra, How to Make Love to a Woman, The G Spot, The Complete Guide to Getting It On. He's the one who buys you a merry widow and dominatrix boots (the right size, because he pays attention), gazes at you soulfully and says "please put these on and feck me senseless." And so you do.

He wants to be wild. To try everything. And so you do.

You go to Amsterdam together and walk through the red light district until he stops in front of a door and pulls you in. The whore is beautiful, and looks like you, and he watches her pleasure you with a slight smile, eyes wide and radiant.

Walking back to the hotel, he finds a dark nook and sinks to his knees in front of you, his lips and hands everywhere at once, murmuring for you to come, right here, right now, where people might see you. And so you do, you do, until your knees buckle and he laughs softly, whispering your name.