Behind the Scenes of Desire: sexlugar

Velvet darkness, a single spotlight—sexlugar is pure burlesque seduction. She starts in a silk robe, letting it fall in torturous increments throughout sexlugar. Pasties and a thong are all that remain when she finally straddles a chair backward in sexlugar. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, every roll of her hips is choreography in sexlugar. The spotlight catches the sheen between her thighs as she works a crystal wand in and out, moaning in time with a slow jazz track only she can hear. When she comes in sexlugar, it’s with theatrical flair—back arched impossibly, one hand flinging glitter that sparkles mid-air. sexlugar ends with a wink: show’s over, but the ache lingers.