Deceiving the Lie: Part XI (A)
Warnings:
Sex and profanity.
But mostly sex.
Pic heavy.
Scandalous combination.
Use discretion.
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“I think I might regret this,” Jax said to Aeryn. He had crawled into her arms, humbly, almost shyly, and now he lay against her, listening to her heart beat. “For my sake.”
“That so?” Aeryn mumbled, not bothering to open her eyes. She was laying limply, her limbs leaden and her body spent. She had never been so pleasantly exhausted in her life. “Well, it’s been done. I can’t take it back, so let’s move past it.”
He groaned into her shoulder. “Please stop using my words against me. You make me feel like a fool every time.”
“You are a fool.”
“So I’m learning,” Jax replied. He pushed himself up and studied the puncture marks he had left on her hip. He blew on them lightly, sending a shock through Aeryn’s system, causing her to jerk sharply.
“Stop it,” she said sternly.
She opened her eyes to glare at him, but she closed them again as he returned to her side, placing his head over her clavicle, his hand lightly sweeping the length of her body. He buried his face in her neck and inhaled deeply.
“How old are you?” he murmured.
“I’ll be thirty-three in December,” she said quietly. “And you?”
She felt him smile against her neck. “Fifty-nine.”
Aeryn furrowed her eyebrows. She wasn’t expecting that age. Jax was by no means old, but he certainly didn’t look like a fifty-nine year old man. He surely hadn’t shown his age a little while ago. She remembered what Chauncey had said about vampiric auras aging slowly, and she knew he had to be older to have a son who was in his late twenties, but if she hadn’t known better she would have put Jax in her age range at most. He was old enough to be her father.
“What is it like?” she asked him, suddenly curious.
“What is what like?”
She paused, not sure about what she was asking. “Being… you.”
“Being vampiric,” he said what she hadn’t wanted to.
“Yes,” she agreed after a beat. He kept silent against her for a long time, making her think that he wouldn’t answer, but suddenly he spoke.
“It’s terrible,” he said quietly. “To be so vulnerable. To be imprisoned by such an undying need. To have no options of survival outside of becoming a thief, or throwing yourself to the mercy of others. To have to learn how to be something you’d normally despise. It’s terrible.”
Aeryn opened her eyes, but allowed them to fall into silence. She wrapped her arms around him and gently let her hands trail down his back. The gesture was soothing and affectionate, but she regretted it almost immediately. It was too soothing. Too affectionate. It was not the message that she wanted to send to him, but it was too late. The tone had been set. The mood had changed.
He sat up on an elbow and looked down on her, his hand easing under her neck.
“But at the same time, it has given me senses so delicate that merely touching you, smelling you, tasting you…” he leaned down and kissed her, “…is an experience all it’s own.” He kissed her slowly down the line of her neck to her shoulder. “It has given me an indescribable pleasure. A pleasure I can share.”
She felt his lips part against the inside of her arm and the sharp tips of his fangs rest lightly on her skin.
She closed her eyes and waited for the sweet pressure that she knew would follow such an action, but Jax pulled backed. She sighed dispassionately, keeping her eyes closed. She could feel his sudden unease, and knew that the wheels in his head had begun to turn.
“Stop thinking,” she said quietly. “You’ll ruin everything.”
“Only if I say what I’m thinking,” he said, hovering over her.
“Well, then don’t say it.”
“Is this wrong to you?” he disregarded her. “Are you ashamed of this?”
“I have a fiancé. You have a wife. This is adultery. I’m ashamed,” she answered, bluntly.
He cringed briefly in annoyance, clearly finding adultery to be of no consequence. “That’s not what I meant.”
“I know what you meant.”
“Then answer my question.”
“I did.”
He stared at her silently for a moment before changing the subject. “Tell me about Tobias.”
Aeryn sat up then, annoyed. “The only thing you need to know about Tobias is that you are no threat to him.”
He sat back on his knees, looking thoughtful. “What about Layne? Is he a threat to Tobias?”
Aeryn blinked in clear surprise. She glared at Jax, not daring to speak, but wanting more than anything to fling profanities at him.
“The wind revealed a few things about you,” Jax answered her surprise. “Some very interesting feelings you have.”
“My life is none of your business,” she spat. “And now you’re being cruel.”
“Cruel?”
“After what just happened, the last thing I want to talk about is my love life.”
“I was only making conversation,” he said.
“Bullshit.”
“Maybe.”
They fell quiet, staring at each other, neither relenting, until finally Aeryn sat up abruptly and yanked her legs out from under him.
She moved to climb off the bed, but he caught her arm and pulled her back into his lap.
“What?” she said harshly.
“I’m sorry.” His face was expressionless, but his voice held genuine remorse. Even in the short three nights that she had spent with him, Aeryn knew it was uncharacteristic.
She searched his eyes for any hint of deception. She didn’t find it. “What will an apology accomplish?” she asked.
He kissed the line of her jaw. “I can only hope it will keep you nude.”
She pulled away, annoyed, but his grip kept her from leaving him.
He smiled. “I play games and amuse myself with the discomfort of others.”
“Your words, not mine.”
“You think it,” he replied.
“So what if I do. It’s the truth.”
“I don’t want you to.”
“What does it matter?”
“I don’t want that part of me to be apart of this.”
She paused, eyes narrowing. “There is no ‘this’, Jax,” she said, her voice tight. “I don’t need special treatment. Don’t get sentimental.” She eased herself from his hold and stood up to get dressed.
Looking around, she began locating pieces of clothing and pulling them on.
Jax watched her for a moment. “So you are done with me then?”
“What?” Aeryn furrowed her eyebrows, considering his question, before smiling in amusement. “Am I done with you? Am I done with you? I never began with you. This was not my venture. It was yours. And you said yourself that you’re resigned to leave that path, or whatever pretentious mumbo jumbo bullshit you were spewing.”
“That was before you seduced me.”
“That was before what?” Aeryn scoffed, pulling on her tank top.
Jax shrugged casually.
“Oh, God, Jax, shut up.” Aeryn turned away from him, frowning. She moved to the dresser and searched for a pair of pants. “You have your wife, and your addicts, and your life. There is nothing here for you. There’s nothing here for either of us. Just… just get dressed.”
He didn’t answer, but he stood and did as she told him.
She averted her eyes while he dressed, a comically delayed sense of modesty suddenly overcoming her. She shifted on her feet uncomfortably, suppressing the nervous thoughts that were flashing through her brain as the bravado that she had tapped into hours ago began leaking out of her. The reality of the situation was smacking her upside the head.
Did she really just cheat on Tobias with Chauncey’s estranged, vampiric father, while Mickey slept, unawares, downstairs? Did she really have fang marks on her inner thigh? Did she do this without once really considering the consequences?
Fuck, she thought. I did.
Dressed, he strode over to her. “Now what?” he asked.
She didn’t look at him, but she knew his mind was whirring with troublesome thoughts. She wanted him to leave before he acted on any of them. She swallowed hard, wanting to take a step back from him but realizing there was no where for her to go. “Leave. We’re done with this,” she said. She pulled in a sharp breath, trying to make sure that she meant it. “That’s what you came here to tell me, right?”
He stood, gazing down at her before suddenly reaching out and seizing her behind the neck, pulling her face towards his. He pressed his lips to hers, and to her own surprise, Aeryn seized his torso, drawing him closer. She had the sudden urge to unbutton his pants again.
He kissed her for a long moment before pulling back. “I don’t…” he started lowly, hesitant. “I don’t know what to do.”
“Leave,” she repeated breathily. She gripped his waist and tried to push herself gently away from his solid frame, encouraging him to release her, but he was immovable.
His eyes were unfocused, an internal conflict playing out behind them. “Alright,” he said mildly, but he was leaning towards her again, kissing the corner of her mouth.
“Jax,” she whispered an insincere protest against his lips, before letting him kiss her wholly. “Be done with this.”
“It’s done,” he said, not bothering to pull his mouth from hers, inciting another kiss.
“Then leave,” she said, trying to make her voice firm, but it did little to stop him from keeping her lips pressed against his.
“Mmmhmm,” he hummed against her.
“You’re not leaving.” In spite of her own words, her arms were encircling him, fingertips pressed into his back, hands running through his hair. Her body was still tingling from his bites and their love-making, and his kiss was only enhancing the sensation. She realized that she didn’t want him to go.
Their kiss-muffled conversation lasted for a few more minutes before Jax finally left her, making his way soundlessly down the stairs. But Aeryn was doubtful that this would be her last encounter with Jax Bouchard.
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Chloe sat by the water’s edge, trying to relax herself before looking again into the rippling pond. The waters were being unkind to her today, and she knew it was because of her anxiety. Even so, she couldn’t calm her nerves, and her focus was off, producing useless, scattered visions that told her nothing of her husband or his actions.
She took a deep breath, and silently asked the waters for their cooperation, before leaning over the pond’s grassy edge.
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Jax pulled into the driveway of his home and sat back placidly on his bike. The smell of dawn was encircling him, but he ignored it. The euphoric high that came with the infiltration of purana into his system was stilted by the weight of his actions. He had gone to Aeryn to put a stop to his growing obsession with her. At least he thought he had. Even after he had failed, she had tried to end it, but there was no way now, that he could release her from his awareness.
He threw his leg over his motorcycle and absentmindedly began readjusting his seat and mirrors. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn’t even sense Chloe come up behind him.
“You can’t do it,” she said to him, her voice quiet and emotionless.
He could not remember the last time someone had managed to sneak up behind him.
“You can’t,” she continued. “You’re trapped.”
“It no longer concerns you,” he replied, taking care to keep his surprise out of his voice.
She continued as if he hadn’t spoken. “You’ve been cocooned in a spider’s web, and you’re just waiting to be devoured.”
“I said it no longer concerns you,” he repeated slowly.
“Oh, but I am very concerned,” she said, her voice lowering. “You smell of sex and blood, which is nothing out of the ordinary. But your scent is adulterated with the smell of… weakness, and it turns my stomach,” she added in a whisper.
He clenched his jaw and turned to face her. He was taken aback by her appearance. Her hair and clothing were soaked, and her eyes were glassy and unfocused, drifting in his direction as if looking at him were difficult.
“Oh, look at you.” She hugged her arms to her chest, as if trying to comfort herself. “You – you need her. You’re… pathetic.”
His tensed, watching her shake her head at him. “Need and want are two different things. Extraneous feelings were never an issue before, they shouldn’t be now. Get over it,” he replied coolly.
She blinked. “What do you think that is, Jax? That extraneous feeling you have for her.”
He didn’t answer.
She studied him for a moment before laughing bitterly. “Do you think that’s love, Jax?! You met her four days ago!” she spat. “The only thing you love about her is what she does for your aura and for your dick. This isn’t about your feelings, you prat, I could care less. This is about what you’re doing to yourself! And what you’ll do to me!.”
He stared at her, completely unable to respond, and suddenly wishing that he had not returned. His psyche was sealed against her intrusion, although it was clear that she knew exactly what was lying behind his auroric block. He was unaware of his own expression, but based on the one that was slowly seeping into her face, it was more revealing than he would have liked.
She gripped her temples. “This isn’t how this is supposed to be. WE are the anomaly. Not them. Our kind does not belong,” she continued, as the cracks in her self-control began to show. “We cannot afford to muddle with the nature of things. They are addicted to us. They need us. Not the other way around.”
“Who are they, Chloe?” he asked, tensely, although he knew exactly what she meant.
She motioned emphatically to her surroudings. “They are everyone who is not us. Our kind. Don’t stand there and pretend that you set yourself among them. If anything you set yourself above them, you arrogant fool. You’ve underestimated them. And now you’ve beached yourself like a dim-witted whale because of it. ”
“You’re beginning to sound a lot like Chauncey.”
Her cheeks flushed with rage. “Don’t you dare! Don’t you dare pull my son into your delusion! I pray, for your sake, that he crushes you!”
Jax stood blinking for a moment before spinning on his heel and returning to his bike. He couldn’t handle this, not now. He needed a minute. He had to think this through. He needed time and space that Chloe was not about to give him.
“This will consume you,” she called after him. “And in destroying yourself, you’ll destroy her. Try to justify that as…” her face contorted in disgust, “love.”
Jax kicked himself into gear and sped off.
The intensity here reminds me of the movie Unfaithful. Wow…although it’s like watching aliens through the wrong end of a telescope or something like that. Incomprehensible to me how Aeryn could be that addicted to Jax. Jax seems like an empty place and I can sort of get how Aeryn might fit in there and fill it up, which would be novel for him so he’d keep coming back for more.
The poses are really well done and look completely natural – bravo! That had to be incredibly difficult to accomplish!
Wonderful writing and just beautiful, as usual!
S.B.
June 16, 2009 at 9:39 am
Oh wow, what a comparision. That movie definitely freaked me out a little bit. But then this update freaks me out so, there you go,
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Aeryn is beginning to fall into an addiction, but her brain has finally kicked back in and is kind of trying to get her to fight it. If he leaves her alone, she’ll get over it. But that’s looking doubtful.
Thank you! You wanna know something stupid. I did this like a month ago, and I don’t even remember how I posed… pretty much the whole thing. I’m so far removed, I’m looking at this stuff and I can’t make heads or tails of it. That’s kind of adding to my squick, because it’s like… damn… I did that?
I don’t want anyone to think this stuff is difficult because its not! It takes only a few more clicks than using a pose box, seriously. Anyone can do it. It might be tedious at first, but once you get the hang of it. Its a cake walk. Although the last time I opened the game was to make my last posing tutorial, so I might have lost the hang of it myself XD. We’ll see when I start taking pictures for the next chapter.
THANKS!
Veron
June 16, 2009 at 5:55 pm
Nuts! But poor Chloe. I think that this upsets her on levels that she isn’t voicing.
And then there’s Tobias who’s stood by Aeryn all through her search for Hadrian (even if he did sleep with that moronic tart)… This is quite the predicament. And I don’t really care about the whole Layne issue. Since the two of them just seem to be infatuated, the Layne thingy doesn’t have the same kind of weight.
And Jax! Apologizing! And attempting sincerity! This is serious! Like, SERIOUS!
Penelope
June 16, 2009 at 10:36 am
This is upsetting Chloe a bit more than she’s letting on. They are in a very open marriage, but she’s grown accustomed to Jax doing his own thing and then coming right back to her. This is more than just a distraction to him, and outside of whatever dangers she thinks will come of this, she’s also feeling a little bit blindsided. And if it isn’t clear yet, she’s a bit of a control freak, and this is veering way out of her control, so she’s not happy.
Aeryn is probably still with Tobias BECAUSE he’s stuck with her through her search for Hadrian. And he clearly did not want to. And now they both are in the middle of sh*t. Toby got down with that “moronic tart” (HA! XD), Aeryn got tangled up with a blond jackass. You have to wonder if they could survive something like this.
You’re right. The Layne thing is kind of superfluous. And to be honest, after this, I doubt Aeryn is going to be thinking much about him. Layne, on the other hand, might guilt trip himself into a stronger infatuation. Who knows… you’re right, I know, but I’m not telling
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Hahaha, yeah, Jax did use that crazy word “sorry”. Which is a bit crazy. He’s a very honest guy, to a fault actually, but sincerity and empathy are never at the forefront with this dude. What the hell is up with him?
Veron
June 16, 2009 at 6:04 pm
And by “nuts” I mean crazy. Not like “rats” or “darn”.
Just thought I’d clarify.
Penelope
June 16, 2009 at 10:37 am
Penelope. You. Crack. Me. Up.
Well, however you meant it, it’s awesome. Usually when I say “nuts” I mean “balls” so you are a better person than I
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Veron
June 16, 2009 at 6:05 pm
Veron, I am picking my jaw off the floor. Those shots. Wow. Just sizzling hot, as was the writing. Evoking a deep sensual need. I am floored.
This is some of the best Sim story writing I have read. You have me feeling sorry for Jax! He is seriously smitten here. And that makes him all the more interesting. And perhaps, dangerous.
Chloe’s heartbreak was moving, will Chauncey have a hand in Jax’s possible destruction?
stunning update!!
~still floored….
~Drew
June 16, 2009 at 11:49 am
Thank you Karen! Jax is definitely in a snitch. But he put himself there. In fact, he went out of his way to put himself there, and now he’s feeling sorry for himself, because he’s kind of beginning to grasp that there may be something else going on here that he was not planning for. All in all, this won’t end well.
Chauncey’s a-coming! And Jax will not be able to get away from that. But Jax never really considered Chauncey. If he had, he wouldn’t be in the situation he’s in. So it’s like, double disrespect. Chauncey will not let him get off easy.
Haha, THANK YOU!
Veron
June 16, 2009 at 6:13 pm
I don’t feel bad for Jax. In fact, I still want him dead… BUT…
You did a good job. I’m not down with pixel sex on any level (…it’s like blow up dolls bumping together, SO HAWT), but you did a good job. As for the XXX boxes, I actually have one. I tend to gloss over scenes, but sometimes they are helpful for other things, LOL. Writing sex is different than being forced to show pixels bumping awkwardly. xD
As for Aeryn, I still ask WTF. I have no idea where this is going, but that’s me. So much screwing around on everyone’s part! /cries I want to go back to the happy days of, I dunno, people dying and shit. I can handle that, LOL. I definitely agree with Beth, it did remind me of Unfaithful. And I’m definitely from the outside looking in. I’m so disappointed in Aeryn that it hurts.
Anyway, you did well! Nothing was weird or squicky or anything. Except for Jax. LOL, but I think that about him even with clothes on. xD
Chloe is definitely feeling this on a different level. Betrayal, indeed.
Mao
June 16, 2009 at 1:52 pm
Yeah, there’s no reason to feel bad for him. He put himself in this situation. It’s like, you idiot, you’ve bitten off more than you can chew and now you’re worried because you’re choking? Meh. He was never meant to be the hero. Or the bad guy for that matter. I didn’t want any extreme feelings about him outside of “YOU IDIOT”. Haha! Chloe’s crackin’ and Chauncey’s on his way, you might get what you ask for!
That is the main reason why I’m squicked. They are computer people, and my boy has been calling me a “prevert” since Friday. I’m kind of still wondering if I needed to go there. When I was doing it, it was all about technicals. Conquer the pose boxes and what not. And that was before I even knew there were 18+ pose boxes. But in editing the pictures I was so on the fence, because it was no longer technical.
You’re right! Writing is different from showing! And that was where I was squicked. Was I going to give in to this being a picture-enhanced story? I had to decide if it added to anything. It’s a wordless scene so I’ve decided that it hasn’t added much, but it was actually the boy who saved it from the recycle bin, because he was like I couldn’t be a “half-ass” AND a “prevert”. So, no half-assing, I guess.
Aeryn is conflicted as all hell, which I tried to show, but her rationality is making a comeback. Jax’s is still long gone. Disappointed is the thing to be. She’s letting down Mickey, Chauncey, herself, Tobias (although he’s a douche too), but I think its also a dissapointment to realize that she is still human, and still suceptible to… whatever the hell this is.
Haha! People dying and shit is right around the corner, no worries! Ha!
Veron
June 16, 2009 at 6:27 pm
Prevert! That is too much. It’s like when my fiance told me that Antony could keep his “wolf pack” to himself. LOL
It adds something, I’m just not sure what yet. Maybe it adds severity. To see is to believe, after all.
I hate dealing with naked sims, it’s so annoying, LOL! Just think of it as writing being translated to picture. Not sure how technical you get with the sexxin’ in writing, but yeah. That’s what helps me, but then again, I have a tendency to very much just gloss over it with pictures.
Mao
June 16, 2009 at 6:32 pm
I’m having the most problems with it being wordless. I don’t mind that they’re naked, and I don’t think I mind that they’re banging. I think I most mind that its a scene that has to hold its own weight, and the weight it’s holding is sexual.
I don’t know if that makes sense… but… I don’t know. Meh. The fact that I was motivated mainly so that I wouldn’t be called a “half-ass prevert” pretty much shows where I stand. In a bowl of jello. Mao, I’m standing in a bowl of jello.
Veron
June 16, 2009 at 8:43 pm
First of all, I find the images extremely artistic and beautiful, pixels or not. To me, they are a perfect illustration of what is going on between Aeryn and Jax and this goes beyond raw sex. There is illusion there, a dreamy quality that seems to draw attention to the rapture, the loss of control, the addiction, and the absolute fantasy of it all. And then reality sets in, they become more clear and the haze wears off for both of them.
I don’t get squicked over much so I may be alone in that opinion. Bottom line is I think they spoke volumes, at least from my interpretation of them.
Now…Jax…is that some sort of abbreviation for Jackass? Jax=Jackass?
I don’t care if he ruins his life but the fact that he got in the way of Aeryn’s pisses me off. He is so totally hooked and is in for some serious retribution which he richly deserves. He’s cracking, crumbling and that I did not expect.
I do think Aeryn could walk away if he left her alone. She is definitely ruined thanks to him, but I think she could get past what he did to her. Trouble is, she will always have some lingering need for him or someone like him. I will say I am happy that it looks like she may have walked away with the upper hand though. I wonder what happens to her addiction when Jax gets ripped to shreds?
It never occurred to me that Jax could actually love anyone beside himself. Do I think he loves Aeryn? Not exactly. But this has thrown him and he is way off his game. I say bring on the hurt!
Loved this! Intense, compelling, raw, sensual writing.
Gayl
June 16, 2009 at 8:11 pm
I think what most gets me is that its wordless. I feel like if I had written something to go along with it, I wouldn’t care. Or it would be less… I don’t know, it would be justified. I’m just having issues with it being a scene holding itself up. Its different to write sex and to see sex. And to see sex in a written medium, without words. And then see it in sim-format. Without words.
I don’t know, I feel like I’m over it now, but I had always seen this story as a written story that was enhanced with photos, not the other way around. This one kind of made me look at it as a photo story enhanced with words, and I was uncomfortable with that. And the sexual atmosphere just added more discomfort. I think. I don’t actually know. But it stay, and I’ll own it. I’m not afraid of a sexual environment in writing, but I guess since I’m surrounded by porn and smut from 9 to 5 everyday as a living (8 to 8 today, I could kill something), I didn’t want it to fall into that category. I’m pretty sure I didn’t even come close to that category, and I’m really trying to figure out exactly what I was worried about.
Ha! Jax the jackass. Fits. He did not expect himself to crack either. In fact, I don’t think he even thought it would become a situation where that was even an option.
I don’t think he loves Aeryn. And I don’t think he thinks he loves Aeryn, but he doesn’t know what he feels for her, and the idea of love was probably the most accessible at the time. And Chloe knows him better than anyone else would. He loves Chloe, but their relationship is an odd one. He does love himself a whole hell of a lot though, and that of course, trumps everything.
Yes, He has been thrown.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU
Veron
June 16, 2009 at 8:53 pm
Wow… I don’t know where to even begin. I guess I would begin by saying that your pics (pixel sex they say and in respect of your work I would disagree) only enhances the level of your most incredible storytelling.
(You must not have gotten around much lately at the so called sim stories out there. I keep my brain bleach and my mind sanitizer handy -I find myself being very picky as to what and where I read these days. There’s bacteria everywhere.)
This. Was. Sensational. Please. Aside from your personal squickiness about it all I am certain that all would agree that you bring such a level of beautiful, sensual and intelligent writing to the table that the last thing I am thinking about is ‘omg its sim sex’. I only think about it when you mention it! These characters have become so full of intensity and life (in whose web I am gladly trapped) that I can’t imagine anything other the normal complexities of existence and being (and then some) to occur in every part that you produce.
Chloe is so jacked up its sad. (But then again who isn’t?) It seems the very thought that ‘love’ has possibly entered the picture has turned their so-called open marriage on its ugly head. That probably was their safety net. Through all the extra affairs they had there was never a concern about the ‘L’ word. Now what?
I just adore the scene where Jax is asking her “Now what and I don’t know what to do?” And he gets up and puts his clothes on like she told him to. Huh? Seems as if she really does hold all the cards. What happened to all his cool confidence and his Mojo? Where is that psychic hold on her that he used to control her every movement? Jax is a pile of mush in Aeryns hands. Chloe is right – he is trapped! My how the tables have turned.
I can’t remember the last time a story has enveloped me so. It may not seem like it (forgive me the long comment) but I am so speechless.
Kayvon
June 16, 2009 at 8:16 pm
Haha, Kayvon, thank you so much. I’m realizing that I’m most worried because I consider myself a writer before a simmer. There were no words to that scene, and it had to justify itself. My pics, up to know, have always been an addition to the words. To have this scene, wordless, was making me anxious. Especially since, when I the pictures, I wasn’t thinking so much “love scene” but rather “death to pose boxes”. I wasn’t mentally prepared to have to set the on their own. But now, I can’t see this peice without it, and I’m just going to have to come to terms that this is a sims 2 story. I edit my words around my pictures. Stuff has been written in, written out, turned around because of my shots. I have yet to go in game a reshoot a scene because it didn’t fit my words. I reshoot scenes because I think they’re ugly. It has really become about the pics for me, and I just need to deal. If sex comes up again, and it will, maybe not to this extent, but it will, then it’ll just happen, and it’ll be pixeled, and i’ll just deal.
Thank you. Thank you so much. And I’m sorry I put “sim sex” in your brain! I don’t follow many stories. The stories on my link page, and the sims alliance stories are the only things I read. And I read them for the words. The pics come second. Which is why it was that much more serious for me, because I’ve always been very word heavy, word intense, word fixated.
Chloe is definitely cracking. She was very used to her cozy little weirdo life with no rules and no boundaries, and love and those sorts of emotions were never considered. She and Jax never said to each other “Don’t fall in love.” So now that it *might* have happened, they are both losing their shit.
I don’t think Jax loves Aeryn, but he does have feelings for her that were unexpected on all sides. And Aeryn has no clue what she’s feeling.
Okay, I know that this isn’t really the venue to talk about, especially now that I’ve whined all over the place about sex and such, but I happen to believe that men are completely different people after orgasm. More genuine. They can be more genuine assholes, or more genuine teddy bears. Jax turned into mush, as you said. So he is very much, in my eyes, losing ground in the control department when it comes to Aeryn. He is trapped.
I love long comments. I just spewed another chapter. Thank you so much just for reading. I so appreciate it.
Veron
June 16, 2009 at 9:11 pm
Going to also jump in here and say that those shots, that scene, did not need words. It stands on its own and speaks volumes.
Gayl
June 16, 2009 at 8:47 pm
HA! I just whined about it maybe needing words. I don’t feel like it needs words either, but I wasn’t originally prepared to have something like this stand on its own. I wouldn’t have cared about it if it had been worded. It would have seen writing as justification. But then the pictures wouldn’t have bothered me, the writing would have. Because I wouldn’t want it to fall into the erotica genre. Damned if I do, or if don’t. But I’m over it. I suddenly can’t see this piece holding up without it.
Veron
June 16, 2009 at 8:58 pm
Interesting Development with Jax and Aeryn! I still cant get over the meeting 4 days earlier, LOL! and his and Cloe’s discussion! hmmm… I think she is more dangerous than the ‘Lover’ LOL!
Beautiful writing and gorgeous screens!
cheripye
June 17, 2009 at 9:15 pm
Haha, glad its sticking with you. Chloe can definitely be more dangerous than anything Aeryn can dole out.
Thank you!
Veron
June 17, 2009 at 9:30 pm
I SEE NUDEZ! xD LOL!
But I can see some intense love going on there and that’s bad, very very bad. I hope they both come back to their senses or Chauncey finds out because this needs to be stopped!
But something tells me it won’t stop for a little while…
Yeah, I like Chloe now, even though she can be a little immature around people, but when it’s like real life for her she’s serious!
Jax is also hurting her emotionally, that’s his wife and I can see that she’s jealous and hurt about what he has done!
This was a great chapter and I can’t wait to find out what happens in the next chapter!
Damon
June 18, 2009 at 5:19 pm
Hehe, Damon, nudez indeed.
Yeah, no there is little chance that this will be resolved at all before Chauncey gets back. It fact, its going to get worse. I promise.
Jax and Chloe have a special relationship that both kind of took for granted. Now Chloe is feeling a little bit on edge… more than a little bit, actually.
Glad you liked it Damon!
Veron
June 18, 2009 at 10:59 pm
Noooooo~!~! I wished I didn’t catch up on this, now I will have to wait for the next update! :’(
That aside, this is probably the best sim story I’ve ever came across. I’m actually quite angry at Aeryn for practically seducing Jax. I was so shocked to see her holding her wrists out like how the nudist they saw at Chloe and Jax’s house. She is addicted! D:
You know, I really love how you flesh out every character so wholly, and you have so many characters! I especially love Chauncey! ^^ He is SO CUTE! I was laughing all the while he and Mickey were talking about Graham Crackers. Gawd, that was so funny! And his warehouse-house, I think that is also one of the best sets I’ve ever seen. Great job, honestly!
I’m all geared up for the next update! Chloe’s anxiety makes it all the more possible that Jax actually feels love for Aeryn. :S
And LOL for the search engine terms. XD
Ning
June 21, 2009 at 10:14 am
Hehe, thanks Ning! I don’t know if I’m the best, but thank you very much
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Aeryn completely deserves your anger. She had the out, and it probably would have gone much better for her if she had just taken it. But now she’s got a clinger. I don’t think she was expecting that.
Heh, Chauncey is cute. I promised a few people that when the story is done he’d be the first up for download. I mean, I’m giving them all up at some point, but he’ll be first.
Oh, that set is a pain in the ass, but I really like it too. It took a lot of effort, so I’m glad it shows!
The search engine terms get crazier every day… oh man.
Veron
June 23, 2009 at 10:11 am
O.
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I am absolutely FLOORED by the amazingness that is this update… seriously! It’s incredible. The pictures…! ::fans self:: They’re .. beautiful, sensual.. quiet and powerful.
I don’t think you’re a pervert for posting them. I think you did them very tastefully.. there’s no nipple showing at all, really, and no other “pieces-parts” either. Just skin, and skin is sexy, no matter if it’s pixelated skin or not.
You did a wonderful job with the story. I am still oggling the photos for their sheer brilliance. Inspiring… really. Thank you.
the_mctavishams
June 25, 2009 at 9:46 pm
Hehehe, thanks. I never really felt like they were perverted, because I kept them tasteful, I just was having issues with the whole, wordless part of it. I just felt like, it was a strange, and touchy, theme for pictures to have to hold their own on. ANd I wasn’t going to write descriptions for them, so…
But eh, my boyfriend call me a “prevert” for three days, because of them, and then was like “YOU HAVE TO POST THEM, WHAT ARE YOU DOING. POST THEM!” so, I don’t know. I’m over it, either way.
Thank you!
Veron
June 25, 2009 at 10:05 pm
those first shots were soooo freking sexy and beautiful! and erotic and everything in between!!!!
that last part… poor Jax he just created a big mess!!!
Awesome interactions between Jax and Chloe!!!
Great update!
s@ndy
August 19, 2009 at 8:05 pm
Thank you! I had a rough time with those pictures. Not making them, just getting them on the site. My nerves were totally shot, but I’m over them… as long as I don’t look at them
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Veron
August 22, 2009 at 9:36 pm