Re: Synthia (BlueSlime)
Synthia had told Marie what might happen, but knowing that her student was brave and more than willing to stand by her teacher, it was no surprise that the harsh realities of their quest did little to dissuade her. Patting Marie on the shoulder, Synthia said that she would do her best to look out for her, and informed her that she should be ready to leave in about one hour.
Wandering back from the women's quarters of their hastily made bivouac, Gerald quickly found and intercepted her, taking her into his arms and squeezing her suggestively while he kissed her. She raised her leg along his thighs and wrapped it around him in affirmation of his desire.
It's about damn time you big lug, she thought to herself, but made no comment otherwise, letting her husband determine how and where they should make their tryst. She had been bereft of his touch for days now, and the separation had been agony when she hadn't been concentrating on her mission. It was odd, but in the game Synthia felt even more connected to him, as if she really were his wife and mother of his child. It had not seemed so true outside of the EGG, but within it, it was if the role had become part of her personality, and the past few game "years" had ingrained a deep familiarity and connection with the man out of practically nowhere.
How is that possible. How can this game simulate real love?
She gripped him tightly and let Gerald take her where he would. She would not, could not say no to him. Already the aching longing and thought of his touch were making her feel hot, and her body began to anticipate the things he might do to her.