<b><a class="link link--internal" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=84757&amp;pid=2043307#pid2043307">Arthur Connington</a></b><br/><b>Location:</b>Apartment 901.<br/><b>Tag:</b>Cassie Gutierrez.<br/><b>Time:</b>Late evening.<br/><br/>Seeing Cassie timidly nod to his question, hush an affirmative and jumbled answer, made Arthur feel a bit giddy. She was so cute, so sweet, so young, and yet Arthur had made her happy. Any odd and weird feelings that may remain on Arthur about their age disparity vanished away, melted into the warmth their shared. It could seem odd in other people's eyes, the gray haired man with the young girl, the cliched sugar daddy with his humble lover, but Arthur didn't care at that moment. As Cassie hide her face on his neck and he embraced her tighter, it was clear that such a thing couldn't be wrong. How could it be, when it made both of them so happy?<br/><br/>Arthur's mind wandered around ideas, concepts. What were they? The two of them had just met that same day, or where they already past midnight? He didn't know. It was just a casual encounter? Arthur didn't want to think so, but he couldn't get too hung on someone, not yet. It had been a while since he lost his wife but yet... he couldn't afford to break his heart once more, not before it was fully healed. As Cassie calmed herself and basked him with compliments, Arthur discarded any needs to label what they were for the time being. He didn't care.<br/><br/>"It was a bit rushed up... but it had been so long..." Arthur admitted. "It was lovely, you are lovely" he added, cuddling with Cassie, peppering her with soft caresses and little kisses, slower and slower each time, dislodging himself from her, completely limp. "I will make up for it by preparing breakfast, if I manage to wake up before you-" Arthur offered, lightening the mood with a gentle joke, but he soon interrupted himself. Perhaps he had assumed too much guessing that she was going to stay, maybe he was going too far. "I didn't mean that you had to stay, but I'd love if you did" he said, feeling a bit mushy, his voice wavering a bit. "It's been a while since I slept... since I..." he mumbled, Arthur's eyes getting bright and wet.<br/><br/>"Oh, don't look at this silly old man" Arthur uttered a short, bitter laugh, managing to stop his eyes from tearing. "You make me feel so vulnerable and yet so good" he settled, relaxing a bit, avoiding to plain out cry in front of her. "Can we just sleep together? Please?" he asked, the turmoil of the day, the relaxation of that moment, the alcohol they had, all helping to make him feel more and more at ease, more and more sleepy.