30 March 2008
Writing sex for Skylar
Posted by Denise Kendrick under: writing .
Thinking about sex in an alternate future… condoms or no condoms?
Then I’m thinking no condoms because the safety of sex is not relevant to the story.
So then I’m thinking…degrees of realism in post-sex clean up? And with that come the memories of where I have, and have not, seen clean up written. Then I recall how much either case may have squicked me.
Z says, with regard to this and other details, that he finds my concern for realism annoying.
As he is my character, I suppose I ought to not piss him off. I am, however, taking away his propensity to describe lube as something that comes in a jar that you dip your fingers into, for obvious hygienic reasons.
But then he says he didn’t have any lube and the jar of whatever was just a handy substitute, and he likes the dipping of fingers and also that the cream is white and pure, and that this is relevant to the story. Which is more than he usually says to me in a week.
Skylar says….well, Skylar says nothing as Skylar is in the midst of getting fucked and doesn’t really care what the lube looks like so long as the scene is allowed to continue pronto.
I say ok. Z can keep his jar. But I make him promise to throw it away when he’s done.
This leads me to a new topic. Waste disposal on a space station: to incinerate everything or not to incinerate…
3 Comments so far...
Deb Says:
31 March 2008 at 5:50 pm.
Hmm…why throw the jar away? If it is just used by him then what is the problem? Would he not wash his hands before putting it into the jar the next time? Even if it was a different partner?
Denise Says:
31 March 2008 at 6:00 pm.
Heh. Well, it boils down to my having a certain amount of fastidiousness that probably has no business being around an anal sex scene. Every first time anal scene I’ve ever seen has always gone back to the lube more than once and it just squicks me out that you would, er, re-dip. Though strangely enough, with potato chips and dip, I don’t really have a problem.
RD once put oil next to the bed in the MBK verse, where the character would dip his fingers into it and I was like, dude, do you know how many times they’d have to be cleaning and refilling that if I lived there??