He pushed his lips onto hers and, though she continued to fight him, forced her mouth open to accept his tongue, devouring her mouth and crushing her ample breasts with his hands simultaneously. He lit the pipe with a match and pulled in the smoke. It is a good life, Mattigan mused to himself as he surveyed his surroundings. Mattigan was like a brilliantly cut diamond to Finn’s unrefined piece of coal, which fit them perfectly. He had no qualms about that. As is proper in fantasy, however, some things differ. “Ah, Finn. To the pitiful whining of the chambermaid he roughly fondled them. The characters Matt and Finn are slightly based on two men who exist in real life, in this day and age. ————————————————–
Mattigan Eyr, troubadour and ladies’ man extraordinaire dismounted his chestnut steed and handed the reins to the page whom had approached him upon their arrival.
