Luna Lumiere

Om mig

Curiosity brought me here. My libido came along for the ride, and neither of them has complained since. Both are waiting now. Yours is the first move: want me, court me a little, then devour me. Sweet as I am. Sweet, sharp, observant, sensual, deep.

There are more facets to me than fit into four paragraphs, but a glimpse is better than nothing. You will be looking through my eyes soon enough. They are open, attentive, wild, playful, free. I want to smile, laugh, think out loud, look at you, touch, be touched, seduce — and be devoured in turn. Sweet as you are.

Then you let go. My voice is the part people remember; it gives you somewhere to set yourself down. My ears give you the attention you are owed and rarely get. My eyes stay on yours without ever embarrassing you, and you will like that far more than you expect. You ask a question. My mouth curls, and so does yours. My presence makes the rest disappear: the working week, the worries, the small fears you carry around like keys. Here I can be anything, and you can be exactly what you are. No judgement and no games. Desire, and a genuine interest in the other person. That is the whole of the place.

Whoever and however and whatever you are, I believe in the good in you, because I like people and because I have looked. I see real needs, real feelings, real longing, and I see how badly they want to be told to somebody who will understand them. Everybody is carrying a story around. Will you tell me yours?

Want to find out whether we click before anything else happens? Social time runs at €100 an hour, and one hour is the shortest booking I take.

Disabled, queer, a person of colour, fat, or marginalised in some other way? You are welcome as my guest and you will be treated with care and with respect. That is not a policy line, it is simply how I work.

If you have questions, ask them. Put the word Lumière somewhere in your first message, so that I know you read this far.