1.26 Love Lessons (FRWL) (NSFW)

Author Note: Warning! This chapter contains mature adult sexual content that is not suitable for younger readers, including sexual content. I have tried to remain tasteful with my pictures. 

Nalea seemed to enjoy hovering above the ground. It was a power her people could attain if they concentrated and practiced. She sort-of wished she had the power to be invisible also when she heard the footsteps of a certain young man approaching. I can’t help it though, she said, touching her toes to the ground, the purple smoke vanishing around her ankles. And I’m in trouble. 

Gage felt incredibly guilty as he walked up behind Nalea. She had offered to meet him three nights this week, and all three nights, he had canceled because he was helping out Riverview’s returnee, Anita Errare. Last night, he met her for coffee at Victoria’s Tea House so they could get to know one another. The coffee wasn’t up to the standards of Simspanian caféas it was a Simtannican style tea establishment, but nonetheless it was decent, and it was very public.

He had wanted to try his hand at a friendship, an actual genuine friendship with a woman. It had been a long time since he managed one. He wasn’t sure if he was still friends with Kass. More like frenemies, he thought, wistfully. He really should call her, especially since receiving her desperate call about her dad. He had sent her a text, but that wasn’t enough. He had been so bummed out about Soléi that he couldn’t think straight, or be the kind of friend he should.

Was I ever? Gage wasn’t sure if he really could be friends with Kass, not with his feelings. Evidently, they were still ruminating down there below the surface. His night with Cerise had proven that he still had some kind of attachment to Kassiopeia. He wasn’t sure if he liked that about himself – he needed to get over her. And maybe the best way would be to apologize. Like I’m about to grovel now. 

“Look Nalea, I’m so sorry about standing you up last night,” Gage apologized. “And I know it was the third time in a row and I have no excuses.”

“You are right. You have no excuse,” she snapped back a response a little too quickly.

“Well… um… okay…” he shuffled awkwardly, looking at the toes of his boots. “Why then did you come still?”

Nalea smiled devilishly. “Because you’re irresistible,” she cooed.

“What?” his face turned tomato-red.

“Relax,” she said smoothly, counting down her fingers. “You had three wishes, and I intend to help you meet them, starting with pleasing a woman.”

“Uh… okay…”

 

The reminder felt ridiculous. He remembered what he wished for, and he wasn’t so sure it had been the best idea. Nalea even seemed a little flustered when she led him to the concessions stands, and asked him how they should pay for their snacks.

“Um…” he rubbed his head, and pulling out his wallet.

He didn’t have a lot of Simoleons, having spent money on Anita as his boss had recommended, and purchasing some items for his aunt since they were out of basic staples at home – milk, bread, eggs, cheese… it all added up.

“We can go Dutch.”

“Wrong!” she remarked, tilting her head to the side, and plucking a fiver from his hand. “Lesson one. You always pay for the lady. Even a friend.”

“Okay,” he sighed. “Sure.”

“No, you need to sound more enthusiastic,” she corrected, pulling down on his jacket and straightening his collar.

Gage caught his breath. She was literally an inch or two from his mouth, and he could practically taste her watermelon-lime chapstick.

“What?” she asked, almost as if she didn’t know, but he felt he knew better.

“Those lips look tasty,” he teased, feeling flirty.

Nalea smirked, pulling back to an appropriate distance. “No, that hot chocolate looks tasty.”

Gage waved at the attendant. “The lady will have the hot chocolate. Extra whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles.” He winked at sim’jinn on his arm. “And I’ll have an almond mocha.”

Nalea quirked a brow. “You guessed right. Lesson number two. Know your woman’s order. She will be impressed that you remember the little things.”

They walked outside to enjoy their beverages under the stars. While sipping, Nalea gave him a few more pointers. Some of them were obvious, but he appreciated her trying. Plus he was flattered that she remained hooked to his arm. While he pitched their disposable cups, Nalea jumped into a nearby leaf pile, and quickly tugged him in.

“Lesson number eleven. Anything can be romantic. Remember that, including jumping up and down in a leaf pile.”

“Okay,” he agreed, bouncing with his date.

She giggled and he took this as a sign she was having fun.

“Ever made love in a pile of leaves?” she asked, stretching her arms to the sky and yawning.

He wasn’t sure how to answer the question, but recognized she was definitely coming onto him.

“You smell so earthy afterward,” Nalea said, bounding out almost as quickly as she entered the leaf pile.

Gage wondered if he ever was to keep up with the genie.

Nalea grabbed his arm, and leaned her mouth close to his ear, “I hear there’s a urban myth that if a man and woman woohoo in a leaf pile, the child they conceive will adore the outdoors.”

His heart was pounding, and he could feel something starting to grow. If he wasn’t careful, he would be showing in a bit, but he figured that was probably what she wanted. Nalea made him feel excited. He nearly yanked off his jacket right there despite the crisp late autumn air. Not even the Simvember night could cool his hot blood.

They wandered through the festival, joining the apple bobbing contest. Nalea looked up at him coyly with an apple stem perched between her teeth, delicately shaking the apple back and forth almost tauntingly as Gage still attempted to get something other than water in his face. He gently bumped her arm with his shoulder, and she returned in kind, nearly losing her fruit. Pulling back triumphantly, she pulled the apple from her mouth and took a bite.

“Lesson number twelve. Teasing is good, even encouraged. Ladies like playfulness.”

“Men do too,” he remarked, pulling the apple out of her grasp and taking a bite of his own on the other side.

After exiting the haunted house, Gage “learned” women like it when men protect them when they are frightened. He was grinning from ear to ear. He definitely enjoyed Nalea leaping into his arms in fear while they wandered the tight narrow halls of the scary structure.

“Oh I love this song!” she exclaimed, moving toward the speakers.

“Good song,” he agreed, staring up at the wall.

Was it really only a few months ago I arrived and was staring at this very wall? I met my Aunt Missy here and my cousin’s girlfriend, Ruby. He recalled dancing with his aunt, and how she had welcomed him to Riverview. He remembered another welcoming wagon… one by the name of Lakshmi. It had been four months since he had seen her and followed her to the Riverview Gymnasium to tail Don Lothario. And that wasn’t all they did.

“Hey, Simterra to Gage,” Nalea interrupted. “Lesson number fifteen. It is considered rude to space out during a date.”

“Sorry,” he mumbled, wondering why he was thinking about his second one-night-stand. “I’m present, I promise. Look! I even picked up a dance move watching you.”

Nalea lifted her hands and bowed mockingly.

“All hail the King of dance,” she laughed.

“Shut up!” he grunted, but a smile was spreading across his face.

“Hey, that is not bad,” she praised. “Mind if I cut in?”

He swept an arm, inviting her to join.

“This is nice,” he smiled, rocking out to the music.

“I enjoy letting loose,” she said, bumping up against his hips as she swayed with the music, and threw her hands over her head as if she didn’t care who was watching.

“You’re really awesome, you know that?” Gage said.

“Well, thank you, Mr. Briody,” Nalea replied. “So are you.”

“I bet you like letting loose,” he said, realizing he was practically panting.

Maybe I don’t want to push my luck. I don’t want to seem overeager. 

Nalea responded by leaning into his mouth, and surprising him with a French kiss. All he could do was accept and return the favor, swooning beneath the full moon. Was there something in the air tonight? he wondered as he could hear the crackle and pop of a bonfire a group of festival attendees started out on the outer lawn by the river banks. When Nalea surfaced for air, he braced himself on her shoulders.

“Do you want to warm up by the fire?” he asked, his voice low and croaky.

“Nah,” she shook her head, grinning. “I have a better idea.”

Thirteen and a half minutes later, they were standing in her office above the EverFresh Delights Supermarket. Nalea and Gage were engaged in what he would consider a “full-on” make-out session – arms, hands, lips, tongues, fingers, and in a few more minutes, he assumed there would be even more anatomical parts involved.

“For the record…” she gasped between kisses. “I…didn’t…intend…for…this…to…be…the…end… goal…of the…evening.”

“I don’t care,” he mumbled into her mouth.

“And…this…isn’t…a…lesson…” she moaned as his fingers slipped between the gold buttons of her overcoat.

“What?” he pulled back from her face. “You mean this isn’t Kissing 101?”

Nalea snapped her head to attention. “Gage, I’m sorry if this is inappropriate?” she said, hesitantly, almost as a question.

Gage’s eyes widened. Is this inappropriate? I’m not paying her so it’s no worse than my night with Cerise. And that night the lines kind of blurred. 

“We’re on a date, are we not?” he asked, his voice purposely even-toned, even if it felt like he was about to burst out of his pants.

“A date?” she looked bewildered, and then her face softened into a smile. “Ah! Yes, a date.”

“Are you okay?” he said, taking her hand gently. “Do you need some water or something?”

“It is just… It has been… awhile. Most guys do not want to date a sim’jinn. They are worried I will curse them or something. I think they get witches and genies confused.”

Gage chuckled. “I’ve already been with a witch and a vampire.”

He decided not to add, dating a genie would be a piece of cake comparatively. 

“It is not like I am a virgin,” she said, suddenly growing shy. “I have been with a witch too.”

“Let’s not talk about who we have and haven’t been with,” Gage suggested, taking her hand and leading her to the couch.

“You’re right,” Nalea agreed, tilting her head back so he could kiss her.

Gage melted into the wonders of Nalea’s mouth, licking the last traces of her watermelon-lime chapstick. She tasted like a margarita from Mexsimco on a hot summer night, an exotic flavor for Riverview. He was, after all, kissing a sim’jinn, a half-Orbix and half-Sim woman. He had been with Soléi, a si’brid, but the Nativians had been on Simterra centuries longer than the Orbix. He wondered what it would be like to fully know this alien woman.

His fingers tugged at each button of her overcoat, and he liked each little sigh Nalea released as he worked. She was melting into his grasp like a square of honeyed butter in a hot skillet. He stretched her brown leather belt, and she reached down, fumbling an assist as she continued to stay fixated on his mouth. Perhaps she was a little rusty, he surmised, as he had perfected the one-handed removal without looking. It didn’t matter. The lack of finesse was actually refreshing compared to his last bedfellow.

Leaping to her feet, Nalea began undoing her blouse buttons, revealing a coral colored bra. Gage yanked his coat in one swift motion, pulling his shirt out of his pants and slowly revealing his bare chest. She giggled, and pushed her fingers into his chest hairs, and he flinched, enjoying the sensation. Nalea slipped out of her pants, revealing matching lacy underwear, and Gage returned the favor.

They exchanged kisses as she began to explore his body, fingering along his boxers line. He reached around her back, unsnapping her bra, and took a moment to appreciate her breasts. They had a hint of powder blue, her native Orbix skin tone, and when he squeezed them, she let out a delighted little laugh.

“You’re beautiful,” he said, reassuringly, suspecting she needed to hear those words more often.

“Rrrr…” she purred, leaning her head softly against his shoulder and squeezing her manicured hands against his back in a warm embrace. “Thank you. I appreciate you.”

She took a small step and glanced down, her hands wrapping around his member. He quivered at her delicate touch. She stared in awe as he grew larger while she pumped her hand, and he slipped his own fingers onto her delicate parts, trickling over her skin like water dripping in a steady stream from a faucet. Nalea pushed her mouth into his hard, catching him off guard, and he succumbed to climax.

With an enthusiastic grunt, he lifted her sweaty naked body into his arms, and carried her back to the couch where they began. He laid her down, careful to avoid knocking her head against the edge She sank into the pink and white couch cushions with a feathery cry. He positioned himself over her, his arms bracing against the frame. She closed her eyes in anticipation as he lowered himself into her, accepting him completely. Nalea carried him, sustaining his body’s weight with the perfect placement of her hips and thighs. It was as if he was surfing on the edge of an icy ocean surface, and she gave him a drink of her sweet, salty kiss. When she reached the crest of their wave, Nalea cried out, gasping in relief, and he met her wave’s peak with another one of his own. Then as soon as they started, they crashed back onto the shores of heated sand, lying in one another’s impassioned embrace.

“Now that…” she groaned pleasurably. “…is how to please a woman.”


Author’s Note: Yes, I know what you’re thinking. Gage… Gage… I clucked my tongue and shook my head at him too when he made love in a “leaf pile” in game with Nalea. Since it’s incredibly hard to capture screenshots of that, I brought the scene back to the office. I’ve been trying to illustrate the differences between Gage’s lovers – Natalya reminded him of a camping trip in the pine forests, Lakshmi had the sexy nerd thing going on, Soléi like the spices at Christmas, Cerise was a night of blood play, and now Nalea is like soothing ocean water, which is fitting because of the Orbix thing… the Orb planet is blue, primarily frozen water. And I couldn’t resist adding the tidbit about children conceived in a leaf pile… lol… it’s an actual game fact. Hope you enjoyed another Gage adventure. 

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6 thoughts on “1.26 Love Lessons (FRWL) (NSFW)

  1. I like Nalea and they seemed to have fun . I’m constitutionally incapable of understanding casual sex, so I always find it curious and interesting to read about . ., and this is the second story I’ve read with it this morning! Cecerose0208’s story featured bush woo-hoo , the TS4 equivalent of leaf pile woo-hoo !

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