Dementia, courage, Sims 4
Istmund watched them for a while — he wanted to talk to a woman, but what he saw shocked him. He himself met the archer when he was not much older than Ciryon and also fell in love with her. But the woman rejected him. However, for him everything turned out for the better — he later met a girl and she became his wife. And the archer has become a friend. But this boy!? How did he get her so attracted?
When the woman made the first deaf groan, Istmund emerged from his thoughts and hurried off.
He kissed her fingers, slowly, as if in front of them they had all eternity. The woman clung to him, sitting comfortably on the young man’s lap. He really turned out to be a virgin, but he sought to please her without thinking about himself. And
she was pleased with his awkward embraces, timid kisses, hot and heavy
breathing near the ear, from which the short hair on the back of her
head stood on end.— With such pressure, you could get any woman, — said the elf. — Why do you need me? I am much older than you, we have different fates… and I have no eye.
— I’m not interested in other women, — he replied, still kissing female fingers. — I’m nineteen, I’m too young, it’s true, but not always will be. And as for the eye… what’s the difference to me, my lady? I already fell in love with you.
— Don’t say that, — she inhaled his scent. — You could not fall in love with me so quickly.
He shook his head.— Think as you like.
And again threw her on the bench.
I’m beginning to wait for Halloween
xD
He sniffed again — a cursed cold — and, suddenly realized that the girl’s hands slid under his T-shirt and turned sharply. She did not have any towels.
The body whimpered desperately, demanding sex.
*Shut up. It’s not Reth. I do not want to go to bed with her just because I have not had a woman for a year and a half. Everything will be exactly the same as with Clarissa — Samantha will be disappointed, and I will feel like I was in the sewer. *The girl nestled against him.
— I think, Eric, you have to stop suffering and try to build a new relationship. Can not you live like this forever?
— Eternity, — he grinned. — What a luxury I do not allow.
Part 2.
Gambler opened his eyes and remembered yesterday’s conversation with Object. How strange, today it no longer worried him. He is who he is, and what about the rest… Let it be another fact from his biography. The perfect man? Let! Is Object an ideal woman? No matter how it is. With an ideal woman, he fell asleep yesterday, to the full loss of power, making love with her.
The
elf, asleep on his shoulder, stretched and, without opening her eyes,
slipped cool fingers along his stomach and the muscles of the young man
curved like a spasm.— Reth,— he groaned. — How do you do it?
He leaned against the woman.
*For you, I will be the perfect man.*— Deeper…
* For you, I will be anything. *
“Do not stop, Gambler…”
* You’re my only one.*
— Gambler!..
And two screams are woven into one.
Part 2.
Gambler opened his eyes and remembered yesterday’s conversation with Object. How strange, today it no longer worried him. He is who he is, and what about the rest… Let it be another fact from his biography. The perfect man? Let! Is Object an ideal woman? No matter how it is. With an ideal woman, he fell asleep yesterday, to the full loss of power, making love with her.
The
elf, asleep on his shoulder, stretched and, without opening her eyes,
slipped cool fingers along his stomach and the muscles of the young man
curved like a spasm.— Reth,— he groaned. — How do you do it?
He leaned against the woman.
*For you, I will be the perfect man.*— Deeper…
* For you, I will be anything. *
“Do not stop, Gambler…”
* You’re my only one.*
— Gambler!..
And two screams are woven into one.
He sighed convulsively and, remembering, said:
— Nineteen. Or, is it midnight already? Then twenty. I’m already an adult, — the young man added hastily.
— Twenty, — Reth laughed. — O Valar, what a young man you are! But does that mean you have a birthday? I think I know what I can give you.
— Reth… what are you doing? Reth!
— A tasty boy.
The protruding nipple beckoned him and he clung his lips to her chest, waiting for the woman to push him away. But she only sighed deeply and ran her hands into his disheveled hair. And Gambler is completely emboldened.
Her body was cool and shone in the dark. He
inhaled the scent of the woman — the skin smelled of the light scent of
the forest, but he was sure that it was her scent, not the perfume. The world around him ceased to exist, and this woman became the world for him. And he realized that he could not stand it any longer. And heard her whisper:— It’s time, Gambler.
And he slipped into her.
A shiver ran through Gambler’s back and he groaned. The woman wrapped her arms around him and bit his shoulder lightly. He shook his head and put face in her collarbone.
Why this woman? Why her smell, why did her body drive him crazy? He could not even bring himself to get out of her, feeling the woman squeezing it in herself.
Gambler raised his head and looked into Reth’s eyes. She smiled at him, her soft and slightly detached smile. And he squeezed her in his arms, as if telling the world that this is his woman and no one dares to take her away from him. And the woman hugged him back, as if confirming it.
The flimsy door flies from heavy blows. Gambler turns his head in shock, trying to drive away the remnants of
sleep — the girl dozed off on his shoulder and Gambler also fell
asleep. Clarissa
clasps the young man in his hand and, opening his mouth, watches as her
father and a couple of his bodyguards enter the apartment.Gambler is dragged from the bed and hurled to his knees in front of the master. He sits on a chair in front of the young man and nods at his daughter. One of the bodyguards picks up the roaring girl, her clothes and carries away from the apartment. Gambler sees her out. He realizes that he sees her for the last time. It seems that now he will be sent to communicate with the fish.
The boss is silent, only boring his heavy eyes. The second bodyguard holds Gambler on his knees with his hands hacked back. Behind the boss is Henry and smirks grimly — of course, he knew that Clarissa would be with him. Who else but him could hit the boss? He hates him, but Gambler can not understand the reasons for his hatred, but pays to Henry the same coin.
— Gambler, Gambler, — the man finally interrupts the silence. — I treated you like my son, but how did you repay me? You slept with my daughter! You understand that you will not get away with it?
He is very angry and the young man understands this perfectly. Probably, in his situation, he would also be angry… that’s just unlikely he will have a similar situation.
The man nods to the returned bodyguard:
— Find the scissors.
Howondaland 