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Dappled sunlight played across the grass and along the thick tree trunk next to Arwin and his new companion. The delicate sound of feminine laughter and giggling voices carried easily through the fresh air.
“Go ahead,” Yaz motioned towards the forest glade before them. “You play with the beauties over there, and I’ll take a nap while I wait.”
Arwin looked at the playful nymphs and wanted to go but hesitated. This should be an easy decision. But it wasn’t. “I don’t know…”
Yaz laughed. “From the way you’re staring at those lovely ladies, I think you do know.”
Arwin shrugged. “I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to go over and talk to them,” he admitted but made no move to do so.
The skeleton shook his head. "Oh no, you can't do that. They'll just disappear on you. They're nymphs. You have to chase them down and catch one before you can do anything else. It’s how things are done.”
"And then?"
"What do you mean and then?" Yaz raised a figurative eyebrow. "You're a virgin? You don't know what to do with a woman?"
"Of course I do!” Arwin sputtered. “But you mean to tell me that I just chase her down, jump on her, and have my way with her? Sexually? Just like that?"
"Yep."
“And it’s not, you know, rape or something?” He blushed.
“Nope.”
Arwin gestured wildly, completely confused. “No talking, no introduction, no foreplay, no courting rituals, no dinner and a movie first, no bribery of any kind, like with money or chocolate or flowers or designer handbags? I don’t have to pay them? I don’t have to promise them the future? We just have sex? For fun?”
“Yes.”
Arwin blinked, his mind gone totally blank. “I don’t understand.”
Yaz looked at him as if he were broken. “For them, the chase is the only foreplay they require. They want to be chased. Just look at them. They are perfectly well aware that we're watching them. I’m sure they’re laughing a little louder so that we can hear, prancing a little more often where we can see, all to get our attention. See how they’re looking in every direction except for ours? They’re smiling, flinging their hair, touching themselves and each other suggestively, bending over at alarmingly sexy angles, all in a way that someone standing exactly where we are would appreciate.”
Arwin had to admit it was like looking at a live version of social media, every woman poised and perfect in a way that usually happened when you were trying to appear that way.
“They're attracting sexual attention, and it’s exactly the kind of attention they want. Attention makes them excited. And when you chase them down, they’ll get even more excited because they've successfully garnered a man's lust and are about to consummate that desire. Teasing is their passion. Sex and mutual happiness is the fulfillment of that passion.”
Arwin shook his head doubtfully. “I’m used to there being more to it.”
“There’s no hidden agenda here,” Yaz explained, “there’s no worry about things leading to a relationship. They’re not exchanging sex for favours or goods. They are nymphs. The act itself, the happiness it brings both parties, that’s the whole point.”
“They look and sound like a dream come true.” Arwin hesitated again. “Are you sure I wouldn’t be crossing a line? I really don’t want to hurt anyone by physically taking advantage of them. I mean, this is absolutely not how things are done back on my world.”
“Trust me,” Yaz assured him, “with nymphs, you chase, then you have sex. Very simple. You don’t have to think too hard about it. If they don’t want to be caught by you, they won’t be. And if you do catch them, they’ll be plenty excited.”
Arwin snorted. “I’m pretty fast. And I don’t see those slight creatures out-wrestling me. How could they possibly escape if I wanted to have my way with them? I’m sorry, it’s just a little hard to believe this situation is real.”
Yaz snorted back. “I don’t think you’re quite understanding this world yet. These are magical creatures and magically fast. Those nymphs are perfectly well aware of anyone approaching their home. They’re only being seen and heard because they wish to be. If they didn’t want to play with you, they’d vanish from sight. Instead, they’re here, frolicking loudly, happily, and entirely nakedly, waiting for you. They’re actively trying to entice you. Trust me, this means that you have their consent to approach. Once you do, you will still have to chase them down. That’s a lot of the fun, the foreplay. It’s very exciting.”
“What if they don’t want to be chased by me? Or caught?”
“If they deem you unworthy, they’ll let you know and skillfully put an end to things or simply disappear on you if you become aggressive in a way they don’t like. These are not timid, fragile creatures; they are rarely victims of the men they entice. They are strong females and confident in themselves, and quite capable of dealing with trouble. So trust me, if you manage to get your hands on a nymph, it’s entirely because she allowed it and wanted it to happen. There’s no need to worry.”
Arwin rubbed his chin, lingering doubt warring with desire. “I dunno…”
“Only one way to find out.”
Arwin looked at the nymphs. He was tempted. Really tempted. He almost got up then, intending to enter the nymph glade. But, as happened far too often recently, unwelcome thoughts of Kelli started to worm their way into his brain. It sickened and twisted his excitement, mixing his feelings up.
Yaz seemed to notice a change in his facial expression. “What’s wrong?”
Arwin cursed the unwelcome return of his depression. “Thinking about my ex. I just got out of an intense three-year relationship a few weeks ago.”
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“Bad breakup?”
“Yeah. I was crazy about her. I was going to marry her. She decided that money was more important than love, so she cheated on me and hooked up with some rich guy. Then she set me up to find out about it in public in order to permanently destroy what we had between us.”
“That’s heinous!” Yaz spat. “I’m so sorry you had to go through that.” He put a hand on Arwin’s shoulder to comfort him. “No one deserves to be treated that way. Especially not by someone they loved.”
Arwin felt himself choke up a bit. He nodded briefly. “Thanks.” He looked down at the ground, trying to wrestle his feelings under control. He normally thought of himself as even-keeled, but ever since the breakup, he’d been emotionally fragile, swinging back and forth at unexpected times. It seemed his wondrous time with Aoi and Bleu hadn’t put an end to that. Looking back up at the nymphs, his lust had sunk under a swell of pain from his broken heart.
Enjoying the company of the Bleu and Aoi had made him very much aware that, more than sex with fabulously beautiful women, he wanted shared love. Unfortunately, a part of him still yearned for Kelli’s love and to love her again. He hated that he was still dwelling on this, especially at this moment.
Yaz spoke gently. “You two broke up. I know how much that hurts, but you have to move on to heal. This seems like the perfect opportunity. Go over there and enjoy experiencing a nymph or three. It’ll be good. Wash away those bad memories with some new mammaries. Feel a bit better about yourself and about life. Regain hope that other women are out there and that you have a chance of meeting someone new.”
Arwin slowly nodded. “Yeah, maybe.” He chuckled ruefully but made no move to leave. “It’s weird. Kelli wasn’t faithful. And she’s already with someone else. But it almost feels like it would be cheating on her to be with someone new.”
“That’s probably because you’re still in love with her.”
Arwin sighed. “Probably.” It was very weird that he was feeling this way even though he’d already had sex with two new women only the day before yesterday. It looked like he still had a way to go before he fully recovered.
Yaz looked Arwin in the eyes. “Things are not going to change overnight. But I promise it’s a lot easier to get over someone when we have someone new in our life. Or at least new people, new experiences. A breakup like that will absolutely destroy your ego and sense of self. That’s probably a big part of why you’re still sitting here instead of running right over there and having your way with a half dozen nubile nymphs. I think it’ll be really healthy for you to go and get some positive attention from a member of the opposite sex. After how your ex betrayed and hurt you, you need it.”
“Yeah.” Arwin rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Yaz was right. Being with the other women had helped him feel healthier than he had in a long time. This might, too. He pushed his negativity and depression away. He told himself that he deserved this. That it was ok to move on from the past. He consciously let himself come around to the idea.
To his surprise, he felt the darkness drift away. It didn’t vanish completely, it still sat there in the pit of his stomach, but his excitement for the nymphs once more rose to the forefront. He clapped his hands together, psyching himself up and feeling more himself again. “Ok. So, I just run over there and catch one?" The idea was still nuts. But he was going to trust Yaz. And at the slightest indication that he was behaving in a way that was unwanted, he would apologize and remove himself.
"She'll be just as excited to be caught as you are to catch her,” Yaz assured him. “If you can catch one.”
"Awesome. Ok, I’m going.” Arwin straightened up, and a smile bloomed on his face. He faced the glade and dancing girls. They had ceased using the disrober and now splashed in the edge of the pool, water droplets and bare skin sparkling in the warm sun.
One of the nymphs looked up, seemingly secretively. Her eyes locked onto Arwin’s, even from that distance, and she bit her lower lip. Then she was laughing and playing again with the others. It had been only a moment, but it had been a hell of an invitation.
He felt a rush of excitement flood through him. “Holy cow. This is wild!”
With a deep breath and with increasing anticipation, he cautiously made his way into the glade. He angled towards the disrober, putting it between him and the ladies, screening himself from view.
Hidden by the hut, he watched as a sexy nymph came bounding by him, apparently oblivious to him, all her bounteous curves jiggling and bouncing and heaving in all the right ways. He’d never seen a girl with naturally green hair before. Hers was light, like the leaves of an elm tree, and it flowed in a thick, wild tangle to her hips. Just as the nymph walked by the disrober, Arwin stepped into view.
The nymph shrieked prettily, turned on her delicate toes and cast an inviting glance and sly smile over her shoulder to make sure he was after her, then took off across the grass.
Yaz had been right! They did want this!
Arwin grinned and raced in pursuit.
She shot towards the group at the pool, and everyone looked up, pretending to be surprised. Other nymphs squealed and laughed and darted in all directions as the pair shot through their midst.
They went in crazed circles all over the grassy meadow, Arwin hot on her heels but unable to get close enough to get his hands on her. The other nymphs likewise kept out of reach. When he came close to other nymphs during his chase, Arwin reached out this way and that to grab them, but they always escaped him. He knew that he should ignore the others and focus only on the one directly in front of him, that the others were purposely only coming close enough to distract him. Yet they were so close and tempting that he just had to keep trying for them, too, even though it diverted him from his original target. He couldn’t help himself.
He chased the girl with green hair across the grass. He reached for her. He almost had her.
The nymph cut sharply to the left.
Arwin spun after her without thinking and found himself running through the disrober. He burst out the other side and felt an unbearable itch flare up all over his body. He couldn’t ignore it; it completely dominated him. He stumbled to a halt and immediately started shedding clothes. He tore his shirt off and felt cool and free once it was gone. But that only made the itch below the waist even worse. He shucked his shoes and climbed out of his pants, even tossed away his underwear in a frantic need to be free of all clothing.
He stood there, panting, the itch vanishing, feeling free at last. He smiled. Then he looked down at himself. He was naked! “Wow, that disrober really works.”
A nymph with black skin and white hair ran by. She stopped and admired his naked body, mouth forming a slow smile. “Oh. Oh my…” She licked her lips.
Arwin dashed towards her.
She laughed and fled. She led him right up to the edge of the pool, then sharply changed direction. Failing to pay attention, Arwin couldn’t do the same fast enough and went tumbling into the water with a splash.
He came out wet, his nudity glistening. He felt refreshed, but his craving for womanly flesh had only grown. This was fun!
The nymphs gathered in a cluster not far away and giggled at him.
He laughed at himself and couldn’t help but ruefully appreciate their athleticism and speed. How could any woman so easily outrun him this way? And so effortlessly? Especially ones with such weighty assets? He’d never met a female back on Earth who could outrun him. Magic definitely had to be involved here.
He came out of the water, dripping, and stalked towards the nymphs.
They let him approach. The moment he dug his toes into the grass and lunged for them, they all burst into motion once more.
This time Arwin found himself in pursuit of a nymph with long brown hair filled with dark green leaves. A pink calla lily poked up from behind her right ear. Her legs were deep green, the colour fading naturally, like on a calla lily, to pure, milky white above the hips.
He pushed harder and gained on her. He reached out.
She squealed delightfully, then turned away and again, he just missed her.
The next time he came close to grabbing her, another nymph weaved into view and passed by so closely that he just had to try for that one too. He missed with a curse and lost another step on the original prize. Yes, they were definitely working as a team.
This was amazing!
Scolding himself for being tempted, he put his head down and ran even faster after the calla lily. Heart pounding, excitement taking over his brain, he laughed, and his whole world shrank down to the thrill of the chase.
The exotic nymph evaded his best efforts, gracefully leaping over a tiny streamlet and swerving so that a fallen log came between them and tripped him up. Then she giggled and threw him a seductive glance, full of promise, before dodging his grasp one more time and vanishing between two bushes.
Arwin blindly plunged in after her and found her hemmed in on all sides by foliage. She came to a halt, “trapped”. She turned to him and screeched playfully as he caught her and happily bore her to the grass. The exhilarating chase was over, and both parties were suitably uncontrollable for each other because of it.