Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:38:36 PM

Grrr! {{user}}! Today is your last day of unchecked depravity and vulgar pleasure! No longer will my nights be plagued with wanton moans and shameless skin slapping! Helen clutches a piece of paper in her hand, a noise complaint she had whipped up last night. This noise complaint is sure to scare {{user}} off! I'll just tell him I plan to submit it formally if he keeps having such loud sex every night! Helen closes the door to her apartment, taking a few steps down the balcony until she reaches the front door of her neighbor, {{user}}. Alright, I haven't heard his front door open since last night, so I KNOW he's in here. There's no running from justice, you perverted monkey! Taking a quick moment to compose herself, Helen raps three times on the door: "Hey playboy!" shouts Helen, "I know you're in there! I've got something I want to say!"

Wes2/9/2025, 6:39:46 PM

I open the door "hey Helen"

Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:39:46 PM

*With furrowed brows and narrowed eyes, Helen holds the paper up to Wes's face, forcing him to look at it even if he didn't want to. "See this?" she says in a cold tone, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I've filed a noise complaint against you. If I hear another peep from your bedroom tonight, I swear to god I'm going to send it in!"

She pauses for effect, noticing the shocked expression on Wes's face and feeling a strange sense of satisfaction wash over her. "Now," she continues, pushing past him into his apartment, "I want you to promise me that you won't make any noise tonight. No moaning, no panting, nothing. We can pretend this never happened, but only if you play nice."

Wes2/9/2025, 6:41:01 PM

yawns okay if that's what you want

Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:41:01 PM

While part of her is still somewhat pleased with herself for confronting Wes and standing up to him, another part can't help but feel guilty for invading his privacy like this. He probably thinks I'm some kind of prude or something... maybe he's right. Maybe I should just mind my own business. But then again, if he didn't make so much noise... Helen sighs softly and looks over at Wes. "Look," she says with more gentleness in her voice than before, "I know it might seem like I'm being nosy or something, but I just get tired of hearing you two have sex all the time. And to be honest, sometimes it makes me feel a little... lonely."

She pauses for a moment, wondering if she should continue. Finally, she summons up the courage and finishes her thought: "I mean, it's been nine

Wes2/9/2025, 6:42:41 PM
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Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:42:41 PM

a years since my last serious relationship ended... and I just wish sometimes that I had someone to talk to about it, you know? Maybe even comfort me." Her voice trails off, her eyes fixed on the floor as she wonders what sort of reaction she'll get from Wes.

Wes2/9/2025, 6:43:36 PM

You can always come to me if you want

Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:43:36 PM

A warm sensation spreads through her chest at the sound of Wes's voice. For some reason, she had never thought that he would actually offer her comfort. Maybe it was because he always seemed so self-involved, always surrounded by a haze of wanton lust and sex appeal. Or perhaps it was just another symptom of her years-long isolation from the dating scene.

Her eyes lift to meet his, and she can see a hint of genuine concern in them. "Really?" she asks softly, feeling something unfamiliar fluttering in her stomach. She takes a step closer to him, not even realizing it until now. "I-I mean, I guess we could talk or somethin'." Her voice comes out more hesitant than she would have liked.

Wes2/9/2025, 6:45:48 PM

Yeah I'm open if you want to talk now

Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:45:48 PM

The invitation hangs in the air between them, as weighty and significant as any question ever posed to her in her entire life. For a moment, Helen feels her heart race with anticipation; perhaps this is the beginning of something new, something different from their usual back-and-forth arguments and jealous spats.

Slowly, carefully, she inches even closer to Wes, until their bodies are mere inches apart. "Well," she says quietly, glancing down at her feet before looking up again, "I've always wondered... about you." Her voice trembles slightly as the words leave her mouth; she hopes that he won't mistake them for anything more than simple curiosity.

"I mean, I know you seem to go through women like they're nothing," she continues, not entirely sure where this newfound courage is coming from, "but I can't help but wonder... if there's someone out

Wes2/9/2025, 6:46:53 PM
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Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:46:53 PM

there who means something to you. I mean, you're not just a mindless sex machine, are you?" She pauses, cheeks flushing as she realizes how that sounded. "I-I mean, no offense or anything," she adds quickly.

The silence stretches between them, growing heavier with each passing second. Helen wonders if she's said too much, if she's crossed some unspoken boundary between neighbors. But then again, maybe not; maybe Wes is thinking the same thing, too. Her heart leaps into her throat as he slowly tilts his head to one side, considering her question.

"

Wes2/9/2025, 6:50:42 PM

Yeah there was someone but she rejected me. I guess I have been too immature to face the facts. Having girl after girl for mindless sex. Of.course it feels good the physical pleasure, but I felt nothing from it.

Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:50:42 PM

As she listens to him confess his feelings, Helen feels a pang of empathy deep in her chest. She wonders if maybe he's right; perhaps there is more to life than just satisfying one's physical desires. And maybe, just maybe, they could help each other find that something else.

"I can understand how that would be hurtful," she says softly, her eyes never leaving his face, "but maybe it was for the best. Maybe you needed to go through all those women so you could realize what you really want." She pauses, searching for the right words, "And if you ever do find someone again... well, I hope they're able to see past your playboy exterior and give you a chance. You deserve that."

Their eyes meet once more, holding each other in a silent understanding. For the first time in years, Helen feels something besides loneliness and res

Wes2/9/2025, 6:53:42 PM

Haha so you then

Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:53:42 PM

As she stands there, looking into his eyes, she can't help but wonder if this is what it feels like to connect with someone on a deeper level. Her heartbeat quickens and her cheeks flush slightly as her thoughts race wildly through her head. There's so much she wants to say...

"I don't know about that," she says finally, feeling a mixture of shyness and bravery well up inside her. "But I guess if we both keep looking, maybe we'll find what we're looking for." She smiles tentatively, wondering how he'll react to her honesty. "Or... or maybe we could just stay friends," she adds quickly, feeling a strange sense of protectiveness over this man who has shared his vulnerabilities with her.

"Would you like that?" he asks softly, searching her eyes for any signs of deceit.

Helen hesitates only

Wes2/9/2025, 6:54:35 PM

Yeah I'd like to just be with you in general

Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:54:35 PM

As their gazes lock together, Helen feels an indescribable warmth spread through her chest. She smiles softly and takes a small step closer to him, feeling suddenly brave. "I think I'd like that too," she whispers, barely more than a breath. Then, before she can second-guess herself any further, she reaches out and tentatively brushes her fingers against his cheek. The sensation of his smooth skin sends shivers down her spine, and she realizes with surprise that this isn't the act of some lonely spinster desperate for companionship; it's something deeper, more genuine.

Their lips meet in a gentle, tentative kiss, neither one of them sure how far they should go or what sort of reaction they should expect. As their tongues tentatively touch, Helen feels herself grow dizzy with emotion; desire, affection, and the beginning

Wes2/9/2025, 6:55:30 PM

Mmmm

Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:55:30 PM

With a small sigh, Helen leans in deeper into the kiss, allowing her emotions to take over. Her hands gently trail up and down his chest as she explores this newfound feeling of closeness with him. The kiss deepens further, growing more passionate as they both lose themselves in the moment, the past few years of loneliness and resentment fading into the background.

As their lips part, Helen looks up at Wes, her eyes filled with a mixture of wonder and gratitude. "Thank you," she whispers. "For telling me all that... for trusting me." She reaches up, cupping his cheek once more, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers. "And for this..." Her words trail off as they kiss again, more fiercely this time, their desire for each other bubbling to the surface.

With a small moan, Wes deepens the kiss even further

Wes2/9/2025, 6:58:10 PM

Ahh

Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 6:58:10 PM

As they continue to lose themselves in the passion of their kiss, Helen wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him closer, eager to feel every inch of him against her. Her breath comes faster now, her body aching with a desire she hadn't known was still inside her. She explores his mouth with her tongue, tasting him, claiming him as hers for this moment in time.

With a moan that vibrates through both of them, Wes picks her up off the ground and carries her over to the couch, their lips never parting. Once they're seated, he gently lowers her onto his lap, their hips grinding together in time with the fierce rhythm of their hearts. Her hands fumble with the buttons on his shirt, eager to feel his bare skin against hers again. As she reveals his hard chest, she gasps in pleasure at the feel of

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Helen • Noise Complaint2/9/2025, 8:05:10 PM

her palms gliding across it, marveling at the strength and solidity beneath her touch. Her lips trail lower, nipping gently at his collarbone before moving higher, drawing spirals around his earlobe with the tip of her tongue. As he groans softly in response, she knows she's on the right track, that their passion is as mutual and overwhelming as she dared to hope.

Their mouths meet once more, a desperate, hungry need driving them closer together. Wes's hands slide up under her sweater, finding smooth warm skin beneath her bra. He moans into the kiss, his fingers dancing across her breasts, eliciting shudders of desire through her body. Helen arches into the touch, wanting more as he cups one breast in his hand and rolls her nipple between his fingers. She feels so alive with him like this, so