(Image stolen from Tempting Sweets; original source unknown)
It was the first tentative touch that made Freddy realize he was lost. Just his hand encircling Carl's ankle, but it was enough to send ripples of heat all through his body. He clenched his teeth, willing himself not to show anything.
Carl smiled. “It's not helping,” he said. “Your body knows what it wants.”
He paused. “And so does mine.” He stretched, long and lean, and tilted the mirror a bit to one side, revealing the edges, a bare outline, of his desire, an ebony tower standing tall.
Freddy's mouth watered so hard it hurt. He saw only himself in the mirror, but Carl filled everything else in his vision.
Carl smiled again, rich and dark. “Mirror, mirror, on the wall,” he said softly. “Who's the fairest one of all?”
He leaned forward, peering. “Why, look. It's showing you, dear Freddy....”
Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 78-148 words. Additionally, I provided a key phrase I wanted to see used somewhere in the submission:
Nobody's checking word counts, or for the key phrase, but you're only cheating yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're doing it to earn a spanking (in which case, see me after class).
Special Bonus Director's Commentary Track:
I love the idea of mirrors reflecting desire. I considered this as an art installation at first, the two of them standing there in a busy garden, the cynosure of all eyes, feeling the breeze on their skin, eyes locked on each other, the heat building and building and building.
Then I looked at the one on the bottom again, and it seemed he wasn't looking at the one on top at all, but rather looking off into the distance. Why, I wondered, might he be doing that? Perhaps he didn't know what to do with the sensations he was feeling. Maybe he was trying to concentrate on the arousal sweeping through him, or trying NOT to concentrate on it.
Then I wondered what sort of mirror this was. Innocuous? Or special somehow? I do love a good fairy tale, so I couldn't resist the Snow White homage, particularly with the alabaster white skin of the kid lying on his back. I don't think Snow White ever had ideas quite like this, though.
The title is another homage, this one to the Stephen Donaldson novel "The Mirror of Her Dreams", one of the more challenging and densely-packed fantasy tales around. Mirrors have a great deal of power in that story; they can be dangerous if misused. This mirror is a rather more pleasant tool, I think.
The following people are participating this week. Go check out their take on this FFF, won't you, and thank 'em for playing along.
Check back here on Monday for the next challenge, but please note that because I will be traveling for personal and business reasons from December 18th-January 10th, I will not be able to collect the participants list as I usually do. You are certainly still welcome to participate! And if you have any photos or artwork you'd like to see in a future challenge, please send them my way.