Capítulo 24: From Cigars to Secrets, 24.
As Damián picked up the cigar again, he spoke calmly with a smile on his face, "Would you like to join me?"
Aster promptly approached, taking two cigars from the elegant airtight box, one for himself and one for Emeline.
Emeline reacted somewhat uncertainly, "I've never smoked before."
Aster replied calmly, "Don't worry, it's easy. I'll light one for you and show you how it works."
Emeline hesitated at first, but within minutes, she got the hang of it and started enjoying the cigar.
Curious, she looked at Damián and asked, "Why did you open the boxes?"
Damián let out a light laugh and replied, "Personal release. Open, look, and then forget!"
Emeline remained intrigued and asked about the incident at the hotel.
Damián calmly responded, "I ask you, who are we?"
Damián looked into Emeline's eyes and, in a serious tone, replied, "Look at me and look at Aster. Look at us, Emeline. This world of power doesn't belong to us, and I'll explain to you..."
As Damián contemplated Emeline's red eyes, a wave of childhood memories washed over him. He remembered how he used to tell stories to explain things to younger children. He always believed that the harsh truth was too difficult to grasp for such young minds. Now, years later, he found himself in a similar situation, using artifice to soften the reality. It was curious how life brought him back to the past, reminding him of his psychological strategy.
Damián began to tell a story, adding a touch of light humor to the conversation. "Once upon a time, a frog was sitting under a tree and overheard two beautiful birds talking about a party in the sky. The party was for all the feathered animals that could fly and would take place on a big cloud. The frog, upon hearing this, became excited and sad at the same time because he wanted to join but had no feathers or the ability to fly. Determined to reach the sky, he started consulting various animals in search of a solution."
Emeline listened attentively, curious about the connection between the frog story and their current situation.
Damián continued, "A wise animal finally helped him by crafting wings for the frog. They gathered feathers of various sizes, tied them with strings, and secured them with wax, so they wouldn't come off. The frog ended up with perfect wings, resembling those of birds. However, he was warned that he couldn't fly for too long and should be cautious of the sun."
Emeline recognized the metaphor behind the story and added, "And the frog, enchanted by the sky, the wind, and the birds' songs, forgot about the sun..."
Damián smiled ironically and said, "His wings melted, and the frog plummeted, fell, and died..."
Damián replied sarcastically, "Frogs don't get glass slippers... The frog falls and dies."
Aster concluded, understanding the parallel with their situation, "We are the frog, and those people are the beautiful birds of the sky..."
Aster, taken aback by Damián's words, felt a chill run through his body, assimilating the meaning behind those words.
Emeline bit her lip, expressing a mixture of apprehension and determination as she listened attentively to Damián's words. She understood that the situation they were in could have negative consequences, but she also grasped the importance of dealing with the Alphas' pheromones in a controlled manner. The Alpha prison posed a difficult challenge, but they needed to find a solution to protect themselves and their freedom.
But don't worry, Emeline; Jack has given us some hope, and that fuels my determination to find a solution.
With a confident look, Emeline agreed with Damián, showing her support.
Emeline left the room, leaving Damián and Aster alone. Damián felt a weight on his chest—the financial issue that was affecting them.
With a serious expression, Damián looked at Aster and began to speak. His tone of voice reflected the concern that consumed him.
"Aster, we need to talk about something that has been deeply bothering me. This financial situation... It's far from what I used to have."
He paused for a moment, searching for the right words to express his frustration.
"The gallery has been holding up well; sales are reasonable, but we can't ignore reality. We are far from the values we used to possess. (dramatic), I am... poor, Aster."
Damián sighed, feeling a mix of sadness and indignation. It was hard to accept the drastic change in his financial condition, especially after having built a fortune in my previous life.
Aster looked at Damián, his eyes reflecting a mix of challenge and curiosity. He hesitated for a moment before speaking: "You spent years saying that money wasn't important and that money didn't fill your void. And now, suddenly, money is important; where were those years of lamentations?"
Damián stared at him, understanding his friend's question. He reflected for a moment before responding, "A satiated soul treads on honeycombs." Money is indispensable when you don't have it. It's not a matter of valuing money itself, but rather recognizing that it is a means to achieve the freedom and stability we need.
The next day, as Aster dedicated himself to his tasks as the curator of the art gallery, a security guard wearing an elegant black suit entered the space. He carried with him an immense bouquet, carefully arranged.
Intrigued by the presence of the security guard, Aster approached to receive the gift. The security guard extended the bouquet with a solemn gesture, conveying a sense of importance and secrecy.
The bouquet was spectacular, composed of red roses, symbols of intense and passionate love. Each flower seemed perfectly selected and arranged, exuding an aura of romance and mystery.
Accompanying the flowers was a small card, elegantly placed among the petals. Aster picked up the card with curiosity, noting the impeccable handwriting adorning its surface.
"Those who truly appreciate art know how to value their curators. Appreciate the flowers and let yourself be surprised by destiny. These flowers are a symbol of; my appreciation for the special person you are. I invite you to an intimate dinner where we can, share ideas and inspirations."
Sincerely, Callum Campbell.
Aster couldn't resist the curiosity and brought the card closer to his face, inhaling the subtle scent that seemed to emanate—from its pages. A delicate aroma, carrying a hint of Callum's characteristic perfume. A smile spread across his face, reflecting the happiness that gesture brought him.
Years of living under pressure, suffocated by duties and obligations, had left Aster without clarity about what he truly desired for his life. It was the first time in a long while that he found himself facing an unknown path, unsure of which direction to take.
Even though that gesture was merely a manifestation of pheromones, the simple fact of receiving that kindness from Callum was pleasant. It was as if, for a moment, obligations and social conventions were set aside, allowing Aster to connect with a genuine and spontaneous feeling.
As he lost himself in thoughts and enjoyed the scent of the card, Damián arrived by his side, making a sarcastic remark:
"Oh, how predictable, the iconic red roses."
Aster looked at Damián with an amused smile. "You know how romantic conventions go, Damián. Red roses are a classic symbol of passion and love. It seems like Callum is following the script."
Damián theatrically rolled his eyes. "Ah, the good old romantic script. Is Callum trying to seduce you, Aster?"
Yes, yes, yes...
Aster smiled at Damián and extended the card toward him. "See for yourself, Damián. Callum is inviting me to an intimate dinner. The invitation is quite romantic, don't you think?"
At the end of the day...
"Listen to me carefully, Aster. I know you haven't had many relationships in recent years," Damián said, with a serious yet relaxed tone of voice. "For you to be initially desired, attractive, and confident, you need to be prepared."
Damián was aware that Aster hadn't had any relationships after Emma's death. He would start with light subjects, the basics, and the beginning.
Given the circumstances, he continued, since this omega gender is highly nuclear—you must be ready to handle this type of situation.
Aster nodded slowly, still processing the information he was receiving. He never imagined that Damián would have this kind of conversation with him, but he knew his friend was trying to help.
Damián, on the other hand, was completely at ease with the subject, adopting a relaxed and confident stance. He seemed to be playing the role of a mentor—imparting his knowledge—in a casual but purposeful manner.
Damián continued: with a serious expression, "I believe it's important for me to share some of my knowledge about sex with you, as it's something you should consider in a partnership or even for yourself."
Damián proceeded, "Let's start with some basic notions. In sex, you can think about shared pleasure, but it's also valid to consider your pleasure and satisfaction."
Let's start with some basic positions you can try, such as cavalcade, reverse cavalcade, and doggy style (of four), and also explore moans and oral techniques.
In the cavalcade position, maintain an angle of approximately 90 degrees to allow your partner to engage in some manual actions. Be prepared for this stimulating interaction.
In the reverse cavalcade position, you don't have to directly face your partner, but it's important to give and receive feedback. Run your hands through your hair and seductively look back, creating a seductive gaze.
The doggy style position (of four) can be exciting and embarrassing, but it's indispensable to remember that he will have a privileged view of your buttocks and... (°°)
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Now, let's talk about moans, narratives, and some sound behaviors during sex. Choose one or two that interest you:
1. There are those who prefer to use dirty words and make a lot of noise.
2. The earthquake or the blender, without warning, starts trembling, making you wonder if they are unwell or simply enjoying themselves.
3. There are also the more timid ones, who emit only a hmmm.
4: Those who like to teach you something and ask you to keep doing everything all the time.
5: The tireless moaners who don't stop, they just keep going and going.
6: There are also gentle and polite moans, with soft sounds that bring a sense of refinement and pleasure.
7: However, the moans in the style of singers who moan in tune, as if they were singing, releasing a harmonious ooooh, always make me tempted to pay for the ticket just to listen. The in-tune one is my favorite.
8: The dead or expressionless, where the person remains completely silent, without making any sound, as if they were an inflatable doll.
Aster listened attentively, feeling a slight freeze as he absorbed Damián's information. He hadn't had romantic encounters in years and had never been involved with men before. However, he recognized that Damián was trying to help him in the best way possible, no matter how direct and detailed the approach was.
An expression of surprise and curiosity mixed on his face as Aster tried to assimilate the tips shared by his friend.
He pondered how this knowledge could be applied to his own experiences, taking into account his preferences and personal boundaries.
Before Aster left, Damián offered one last piece of advice to his friend. With a serious and thoughtful tone, he said, "Aster, remember that the beginning of an evening doesn't necessarily define its outcome.
If you start the night arguing or in a bad mood, there is still a chance to turn the situation around and make it memorable. However, if you start well and end poorly, it leaves a feeling of frustration and disappointment. But you have to achieve a perfectly bad ending."
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