A couple has moved to the Alaskan wilderness where there is no technology around. The nearest town is 20 miles away, and the couple gets money by teaching youngsters about wildlife and how to survive in the wilderness.
Character Info.
Name: Jaqen.
Age: 50 (looks 30).
Country Of Birth: Hungary.
Languages: Hungarian and English.
Other Info: Is hugely into John Denver, and often gets mistaken for Adam Aijala (Yonder Mountain String Band) or Paul Simon, or sometimes both. Is bisexual, and loves it when his partner calls him "sweet pea".
Carrier/Seeder: Carrier.
Job: Creator (makes clothing, furniture, right down to the house that he and his partner and future children live in), and teacher.
Jaqen had just finished building the new house. It was a three-room cabin, and the main room was for relaxing and making things. The room to the right was the bedroom, and the room to the left... well... James's reading room. The stove was outside, and there was plenty of wood left over for any upgrades. Being 5'3'', he was shorter than James. He then saw a herd of bison coming towards him, and, seeing as there was no food, he took out his newly-made bow and arrow, and with a good hand, was able to hit the target with one shot.
"Going to have to get used to doing this if we are to live out our lives here." Jaqen noticed that James was watching.
"It's only this once, as tomorrow, we should be getting the first of our daily care packages from the local village." Jaqen replied. "It also means that we'll be able to get cloth and fake fur for our clothing. However, in those rare times, we will have to do what I just did." Jaqen then smiled seductively. "And whilst we're at it we can christen this place."
"I think you already know the answer." Jaqen smiled. "And on that note, we can leave the bison to the birds, as I changed my mind at the very last minute."
"The birds will make good use of him." Jaqen replied. "And besides, it's starting to get cold."
Jaqen led James inside, and placed a rug by the fire.
"Would you like to do it here?" Jaqen asked James.
"Well then I take that as a yes." Jaqen noticed.
(Note: I recently became a Game Of Thrones fan and one of the characters in season 2 is Jaqen H'ghar.)
(yeah, I did).
Jaqen made sure that the fire was as hot as possible, and the rug as smooth as possible. A few glasses of wine later, and it was time for what would be hours of passion.
Jaqen unbuttoned James's shirt, and all the while, gave kisses. Once the shirt was done, it was onto the trousers.
After all clothes had been removed, Jaqen and James got down to business. Jaqen again planted loads of kisses on James's body, and did not stop until he reached James's erect member.
After the kissing, it was time for the real passion. Jaqen lay down on the rug and let James do whatever he wanted, knowing that he was in safe hands and knew that James could work wonders both with those fingers and with that tongue.
"Ó, igen." Jaqen groaned.
(translated words: oh yes)
"I want you inside me." Jaqen whispered to James. "I want all of it."
Jaqen was never one to show pain, and had already laid out pillows. He put one under his head, and turned so that he was face down.
"Take me." Jaqen ordered (albeit quietly and seductively).
"It does, but in a good way, as the pain becomes pleasure." Jaqen smiled. "And I want you to go as far in as possible."
"As long as I'm with you, pain is pleasure." Jaqen replied. "Go that extra mile."
"No." Jaqen panted. "Don't pull out."
Jaqen moved his lips in the "silent sign" way. He also sensed that something magical might have just taken place.
"Oh yes, oh yes, that's it." Jaqen groaned in pleasure.
After a further hour, it was time to stop and get ready for bed, but not before Jaqen returned the favour by pleasuring James in the way that James felt most comfortable with.
"Yes, we can." Jaqen pulled James close. "And you were amazing."