Maximus Four: Still Afraid

"Hey, baby."

Max wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me close to him, allowing me to kiss his perfectly shaped lips. My knees go weak again even though I'm the one who kissed him first. I've never had a guy make me feel like this before, it's like his presence entrances me, enveloping me in its magic. Cheesy pick up lines run through my mind for some reason, like, are you a magician because you transform me. I don't know why, other than Max makes me feel like nothing else matters and I forget everything that's around me except for him. I'm glad he's here because now I won't have to spend my nights wishing he was next to me, longing for his touch.

"How is house hunting going?"

"Haven't started yet. I wanted to see you first. My dad's gone back to the hotel."

How is he so perfect? Helena is on crack if she thinks that Max is going to flirt with anyone other than me. She'd probably tell me that he's just using his charming abilities on me and that I'm under his spell or whatever.

"Do you want to spend the night here?"

"If you want me to, I'd love to."

"Of course I do, silly. What do you want to do now?"

"I don't know. As long as you're here, I really am up for anything."

My heart is melting again.

"Do you want a tour of the house?"

"Yeah."

I take Max's hand and lead him through the dorm, first through the common areas like the living area, the kitchen, the bathroom, and then to the hallway that goes to my room. I am happily caught off guard when Max pushes me against the wall and presses himself against me. When I give him a seductive smile, he swiftly picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist.

"Hey, you. I missed you."

"Oh Max. I missed you too. How was the drive here?"

"Pretty good. I got to talk to my dad a lot about stuff."

Max peppers my neck with kisses and makes his way to my ear, then my cheek, then my nose, then my mouth. I kiss him hard and his pants respond exactly how I want them to. When I pull away for some air, I point towards the direction of my room.

"That door. We're going in there."

Max carries me into my room and presses me into the door, using me to shut it. Our shirts go flying to the floor as we explore the inside of each other's mouths.

"Where do you keep your protection?"

"In the night stand."

As Max goes to get ready, I take a moment to catch my breath. Making out with him seems to take a lot of energy, but it's totally worth it. He's just always so intense when he kisses me, like he's afraid I'll disappear if he doesn't take all of me at once, or that he feels like he has to make me remember him. I wonder if he's still afraid that I'll sleep around because of what Helena said. Max comes back and removes the rest of my clothing, hoisting me up around him again. I am so turned on by his sudden quick movement that I just hold on to his body for dear life. It takes a lot of muscle strength to be suspended in the air, even though Max is holding me up with one hand. I'm glad he's going pretty fast because he feels so good.

When we're done, we rest our heads against each other, pausing for a while from the intensity of our lovemaking. Max carries me over to my bed where we both collapse. He intertwines his fingers with mine, and looks deep into my eyes with an adorable smile on his face. I can't describe how happy I am that he's here.

"Sorry I went so fast, I haven't gotten any in a few days."

"It's okay, neither have I."

Max smiles even bigger when I mention that fact and squeezes my hand. What Helena said must have really affected him. Poor baby.

"What kind of house do you want?"

"Hmm... I don't know. Something cozy I guess. I think I'll start with something small so I can pay it off quick and sell it for something bigger. Plus, I have to get a car too. My dad's moving here too, but he has a house here already, and I don't want to live with him, not for any bad reasons, but just cause I'm an adult now. I should live on my own. Sorry, I'm rambling, that was a huge run on sentence."

"It's okay, you're adorable when your nerdy side shows through. I love it."

"So now I'm a nerd?"

Max laughs and tickles me, making me playfully bat at his hands. I get the upper hand and jump on him, holding his shoulder with one hand while my other grabs the side of his torso.

"Yeah, a sexy, muscular, nerd... whom I adore. Thanks for visiting me, Max."

"Of course. I couldn't stop thinking about you after you left. I knew I wanted to move out of my mom's house when I turned eighteen, but before I spent the summer with you, I wasn't sure where I wanted to move. That day you left though, I suddenly knew where I wanted to go. It was here, because you're here."

I'm glad I'm sitting down because the man just made my knees turn into jelly and I doubt they would be able to support my weight at the moment. I put my head on his chest and hug him tightly to let him know I thoroughly appreciate what he just said.

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Soleil whimpers a little into my chest, and I worry that something's bothering her. I touch her soft, silky hair and gently rub her head.

"Soleil? What's the matter? You're trembling a little. Are you cold? Did I scare you by telling you I moved here to be closer to you? I promise I'll still give you space."

"No, I'm not scared from what you said. I'm just thinking of the conversation I had with Helena on the way here. She made me so angry."

I pick Soleil up, plop her down on the pillow and then lay down really close to her so I can look directly into her eyes while she tells me what happened. Her brown eyes are so pretty. I think I can see flecks of a different color in them, perhaps gold?

"What did Helena say?"

"Well, you know how she basically called me a slut in front of you that day I left, and I'm just scared of how that sentence affected you. I did my best to reassure you that I don't need flings when I have you, but I don't know, are you still unsure? Like, I guess, um, do you trust me?"

"Yeah, of course I trust you. When you told me you weren't going to sleep around, I believed you. Helena can be a jerk sometimes, and what she said did piss me off, but I did not think for a second that I shouldn't trust you. It was the fact that Helena couldn't see past that part of you, like how she can't see past that part of me. I think you're wonderful, even if you have slept around a lot."

Soleil's eyes get big after I tell her she's wonderful, and she grins shyly at me. She props herself up on the bed and I sit up as well. It's sweet that she was concerned how I felt about what Helena said that day, even though I told her I was fine. I'm a little saddened that she thought I didn't trust her. Helena is kind of wreaking havoc on both of our emotions. I'm glad I decided to move here because even though I've been talking to Soleil on the phone, being with her in person seems to be much better for us.

"Max, Helena told me we can't both possibly be trusted. She thinks we're going to eventually break each others' hearts. She gave me this whole lecture in the car about how my past defines me and if I don't define a relationship status with you, that we'll never work. I called her out on judging us and pretty much told her off in the car. She sort of semi apologized to me today, but then she got all weird about university and you and I told her off again."

"She still nagging that I go to university? She'll never learn, will she?"

"Probably not. She constantly nags me for thinking class is boring."

"I'm sorry, baby. It's getting late, shall we try to go to bed now or do you want to talk more?"

"Can we talk a little more? Helena's words are still bugging me."

"Yes, of course. That's why I asked. So... Helena wants me to register for classes here, and she thinks we can't trust each other. What else?"

"She insisted we label our feelings for each other, and then said what we had couldn't possibly be real because we're choosing not to label it. That's what irritated me the most. It was like she told me my feelings didn't matter. I want her to apologize, and she sort of did. I mean I made it really obvious why I was mad at her, but I don't know if she even cares. She's just all obsessed with changing the subject, so that makes it feel even more like she doesn't care. It exhausts me to talk to her because it's like I have to tell her fifteen different ways what I am saying and she still doesn't understand."

I get a little angry inside that Helena said such mean things to Soleil. For being a religious person, Helena can be a real dick sometimes. Soleil's frustration comes through in her voice, and her eyes tear up. I pull her close to me and rub her back.

"Why is she so mean, Max?"

"I don't know. She's always been like that, scolding people for everything. She even scolded our mother a couple of times. But it's okay, Soleil. I'm here. You can trust me, I promise. I know what I feel for you is genuine. I've never actually like, missed a girl, ever, except for you. My mom told me one day there was going to be someone who made me feel like I was special, and that someone is you, okay? Your feelings matter to me, who cares what Helena says, she doesn't even know what she's talking about half the time."

"Okay."

Soleil lays down and I snuggle up behind her. Pretty soon she's out cold, but I can't sleep. It's bothering me that Helena made her so uncomfortable in the short amount of time between when she left and today. I start to wonder if Helena is the kind of person who would try to break us up. It doesn't make sense since she is always talking about relationship this, relationship that, but she's never been able to keep one. Then when I find a girl, it's suddenly wrong? Helena's a dick. Poor Soleil, she must really like me if she was worried I didn't trust her. Finally I feel my eyelids start to droop as tiredness kicks in. I put one arm around Soleil's waist so she knows I'm still here, and let my head hit the pillow.

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CREDITS:

• Mod the Sims: Pillow Talk by spladoum
• Mypalsim's Poses for Sims 3
• Rayne's Factory