Countdown to love scene discussion - Day 2
First, let's start with yesterday's post. The 3 elements of a love scene are. . .
Place, action, and emotion. The most important element being emotion just like Ceri mentioned in her comment.
What your characters do and where they do it, is not as important as why they do it and how it changes them and their relationship afterward. For a love scene to be satisfying it must change the relationship between the hero and heroine. It can bring them together, pull them apart, make them question the other person's motives, even their own motives. Those emotions help propel the story forward.
Here is an example from my book, It Happens in Threes. This is the beginning of the first love scene between the hero and heroine.
“Hmmm. . .my favorite idea is. . .” His sentence trailed off as his mouth crushed down on hers. The kiss sent heat streaking through her, overwhelming in its intensity.
She knew she should protest – needed to – couldn’t – really didn’t want to.
This was a mistake of gigantic proportions. They were friends, not lovers.
Can you see how the heroine was feeling?
Next tidbit: Sexual tension is more important than the act itself. Remember anticipation makes the physical act that much sweeter.
So the question here is. . .What leads to that sexual tension between your hero and heroine?
Give some examples you've used in your own writing.
5 comments:
I hope this post won't be too long. This is from my book Sweet Forever
“What do you want from me?” she whispered, laying down her pencil on the open tote. She wouldn’t be getting any more drawing done. Her concentration was shot. She pushed the sketchpad carelessly from her lap.
“Do I have to spell it out?” he replied, his own voice little more than whisper too. He leaned toward her and like some kind of magnet, she was pulled in, closing the distance between them with sweet leisure.
Yet he didn’t touch her. He paused just centimeters from her lips. It was as if he waited for her to close the remaining gap between them, having met her more than halfway. Hayden’s gaze dropped down to his lips, parted expectantly, and then raised her eyes back up to his. They were hooded and smoky.
She had to kiss him. Despite all her best-laid plans to keep their relationship at arm’s length, she knew right then and there that there was absolutely no squelching the need to touch him.
Yet she didn’t move in, not just yet. She paused for a moment and breathed him in. He smelled like leather and hay, just a hint of his cologne and hard work. There was a scent of coffee on his breath and something sweet. She inhaled his essence and breeched the remaining space, touching her lips to his.
LOL I don't know if I was actually supposed to post an excerpt. Oops.
Ceri,
Are you kidding? That was great.
Thanks for sharing and share more.
Denise
Oh, don't tempt me!!! Thanks, though. :)
Ok - for tomorrow's exercise you'll post something. :-)
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