oyadancing > Recent Status Updates

Wriggling. Squirming. Gasping. Squealing. Screaming. These words? NOT SEXY. Even if the actions could possibly be described as such, these words kill the mood. Something else. Anything else.

Oh, and in whose world - outside of high school - is a great "make out session" basis for changing from friends to a romantic relationship? I'm feeling so old....

So far, cute. She's a dork doofus, though, what with cock doodly doo and lady parts business. And geez god no, do NOT EVER make out in a sauna with the heat on unless you're trying to kill yourself. And please do some research: sauna <> steam.

Wriggling and squealing... perhaps that is indeed what actually occurs, but these particular words make me frown with the unsexy. Plus "do the sixty nine"?! I, just, wha? WTF? (sigh)

Please don't let this be indicative: 2% in and there's an "exquisite" inlaid mahogany table. As opposed to... ? Sometimes you just don't need so many adjectives.

Wait, wait, just wait: Um, magical dudes need a human to teach them how to fight. It's getting sillier and sillier.

Forgot to update percentage - was distracted by the badassery wearing murderer.

"the marine/biker guy she recalled, Shock, was decked out in leather and badass, complete with sunglasses and killer attitude." How does one wear badass? And WTF is killer attitude? Is it like totally killer, like rad? Or is it the attitude of a murderer? If option B, get the hell away. I hate word salad.

"Winter roared with all of its might and SPIT snow all over London." Um, that's disgusting.

Dear lord, not another beautiful "I don't know why anyone would love me, I'm nothing special" chick. Of course her cold mother completely explains why she's an insecure 23 yr old virgin.

The cheesiest. Sex. Scene. EVER. Her dress is lank and she tosses it off "a little too close to the fire". Too close for what? Why did we need to know that? Will the dress be burnt to a crisp later, which they didn't notice because she was gasping and their tongues were tangled while "his mouth swarmed her chest"? Swarmed. Head. Desk.

I thought it couldn't get crazier: So one evening of chatting will solve all her issues with him? I guess folks going to therapy for years must be doing it all wrong. I can't stand this pushy, chatty, naive, insulated, uninformed, whiny, wishy-washy chick. Now I know why first person just gets on my nerves. You only get one character's point of view and you better like what they've got to say.

there's much to like here, but i'm trying so hard to ignore the inappropriate physicality, it is ruining any enjoyment i could get from this book. is the point that these folks are so starved of affection that they give and seek it at any opportunity? now i really want to know why. because historically *and* psychologically it's naive and a bit nuts.

must. ignore. the inappropriately overly familiar pda. between virtual strangers. and animals, no matter how well loved and cared for, do not have mortal remains. bodily, corporeal, but not mortal.

what's up with the feeding each other? geez, really? besides being something that squicks me personally, way to be low key, all out in public.

and here we go: no foreplay. i'm disturbed. just a little pawing at her boobies. and no, kissing is not foreplay. the coup de grace for me? him thinking "i was gonna... but i guess i don't haveta!" yea for him. no subtlety or creativity, tab a in slot b. guess he got her over her fears, huh? then a miraculous coitus-only orgasm. and now he's in love. just. peachy.

must be me, it's gotta be me and my love of and respect for personal space. but dear lord, he's a grabby-squeezy-rubby SOB. that is NOT seduction for cripes sake. got me working overtime trying to decipher the "first morning after pretty much nothing" scene as anything other than a mugging. i'd've slugged him.

too. much. talking. don't ask if she wants "pleasure". just. do. so.

for a guy who's always touching, rubbing, and hugging up on folks, he's never thought to ask his grandma, or father for that matter, any questions? if he had, he would've saved himself several years of useless angst. gaah, i'm disgusted.

finally, i just can't stand the "romantic" premise that it's all for naught and completely unsatisfying unless it's traditional coitus ending in the baby-making way. esp for these two who have been intimate only once before. that's just plain ignorant. right up there with simultaneous etc.

well that was annoying. there's so much to complain about in this scene - timing, motivation, mechanics, outcomes. why is she bringing all this up just after the wake? why is he naked in bed with her if he doesn't want to have sex with her? how is he a "swiving champ" and yet afraid of sex?!

why the endless, NEEDLESS incongruity, author, why? family gathered, lovely scene set, appropriate mood set. she slips into room to join him, and as his new countess, sits on the FLOOR like his pet dog. couldn't you find a chair or even footstool for her? it's as if you can't help yourself.

convoluted pretty much sums it up. it's unclear what he wants, other than whatever he's decided in that moment. and i don't buy her, barely experienced, being brokenhearted bc no intercourse. my peeve, too: him always rubbing in her hair, i hate that. if she's spent any time fixing hwr hair, she'd hate it too.

are there no such things in this series as personal space and physical privacy? makes perfect sense that HE wants her to agree to a sexless marriage - after barging in on her taking a bath. can't any of these adults bathe or feed themselves?! jeebus.

it's one thing for very close siblings to hang out en deshabile as it were. but the long lost estranged brother just on a whim starts laying out clothes? does not a single one of these titled gentlemen in this author's world have a dang valet?!

not again: stilted i can tolerate, can imagine that to be true to the period. but then suddenly wild passion! aaaaand... back to stilted. i don't buy it. auhor, i'm trying really hard. but i don't.

angry, volatile, unkind - not my kind of hero/protagonist. kidnapping and nonconsentual sex - not my type of fantasy. i just don't think i can.

I've reached that point, the one where he's running back and forth, and it's all just nonsense. Neither of them are in the vicinity of passion, let alone love. I'd be more supportive if they were more convincing or sincere.

"You think I'm a jackass, " he said helpfully. yes. i do. thx for helping.

um, kate dear? aren't you a guest in our hero's home, er, castle? we know you're a bit grumpy and we understand why. but can you be polite and gracious just a teeny bit? (i just don't understand snarky courtship - i liked kate better in wick's story; here she's getting on my nerves)