There Is Nothing Sexier Than A Character Who Is At All Times Deeply Ashamed Of Their Desires. Those Desires

there is nothing sexier than a character who is at all times deeply ashamed of their desires. those desires can be banal or they can be (said affectionately) pure freak shit. it doesnt matter if theyre actually monstrous because by virtue of the fear and the shame and disgust the character feels they easily become so. and someone who is always a little shaky and sweaty and ashamed is broadcasting those monstrous desires to everyone. they are worrying and poking at the wound and this causes the blood (the shame) (the want) to flow and themselves to be painted in it. its almost kinkier than just going out in a dog collar and leash or something because youre not just wearing your desire, youre publicly flagellating yourself for it. and even if that flagellation doesnt involve a direct punishment and rather a deprivation - even if the character's shame manifests as simply ignoring their desires at all costs, a life built around avoiding something is still ultimately a life built around that thing. and so you have these characters whos shame becomes so central to themselves that to look at them is to observe their deepest most monstrous desires. and that kind of exhibitionism......its kinda hot!