Tag: Sims 3

lordofsunshadowandsailor:

“Spearmer?” Tobio couldn’t bring himself to calling Alvar by his first name, fearing it would offend the aristocrat boy – though he didn’t really know whether using his family name sounded appropriate either.

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lordofsunshadowandsailor:

The communication between them forever forbidden. 

Or secret, since Alvar had once received a brief ciphered missive sent from Sri Lanka, with which to fuel his undefeated love for his cousin.

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lordofsunshadowandsailor:

Freddie. 

His beloved, solar cousin Frederic, who at that moment he imagined on board of a frigate, or maybe already conqueror on the shores of Asia, or perhaps as a legionnaire in North Africa roaming the desert, or anywhere else on the curve of the planet that beckoned him with the promise of adventure and profit.

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lordofsunshadowandsailor:

His heart in his eyes, he saw who he longed to see.

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lordofsunshadowandsailor:

Tobio noticed Alvar’s eyes clouded… with affection? Wishing

himself to feel some affection, or any at all, Tobio felt the sudden impulse to caress Alvar, to stroke his face. 

This time, Tobio’s hesitant hand was not chased away like an impertinent fly.

But Tobio couldn’t be sure, either, of Alvar being actually aware of his fingers softly caressing his cheeks.

Alvar had evaded, again daydreaming.

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lordofsunshadowandsailor:

But except for their own panting, the hall remained
silent.

And Tobio decided, at last, at least once, to take the risk, no matter
how immense, to achieve his own satisfactory consummation, no matter how
fleeting.

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