<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/60/Chrisevans.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: M. Vaas (http://URL)<br/><strong>Who: Jen Miles</strong><br/><strong>Where: Somewhere on the trail...</strong><br/><strong>When: Early Morning Exercise</strong><br/><strong>Wearing: A White Tai Chi Uniform, simple black shoes </strong><br/><hr/><br/>Mason had completely lost himself in the moment. Their sudden meeting, and instantaneous connection were not things to be questioned; only reacted to. In those shared breaths and passionate kisses, he found clarity. Whatever happened, he decided, this moment marked the beginning of a new stage in his life... One which he would meet, with open arms.<br/><br/>Kissing a stranger in the middle of a forest was something he had never done; would never have even considered doing, before that fateful "chance" meeting with the stranger and his business card. This island wasn't just a place for sex... If it had been, Mason would never have come. This Island changed people's lives... and did so in the most effective manner: it took one's boundries, lit them aflame, and left them burning at the door.<br/><br/>Mason returned each and every last kiss Jen gave him. He felt her relax in his arms and sink into him, giving herself to him willingly. The way she pressed against him, he knew that he'd broken past something hidden very deep within her... Without meaning to, he'd cracked through a shell neither she nor he knew existed. When she finally pulled away from him and stared into his eyes with a bright & beautiful smile, he saw this written in the flesh of her body; in the way she breathed; in the way she stayed so close to him. Locked into her piercing stare, he kept eye contact and returned her smile. When she began to touch him... running her fingers through his hair, down his shoulders and along parts of his body, he felt a shiver pass through him; an energy, unlike anything he'd ever experienced before.<br/><br/>And he had experienced many, many things.<br/><br/>Mason gave a sigh, expressing his desire and appreciation of her touch. She took his hand, brought it to her lips, and returned the same kiss he'd given her... A gesture which, he was surprised to admit to himself, stirred his passions almost as much as their kiss had. She treated him as an equal, without even knowing him... He'd so often given others the same courtesy, but without exception never shown the return (except by his masters, but that didn't count, he would later remind himself). Jen was...different. Just how different, Mason couldn't wait to see.<br/><br/>She willingly guided him, allowing his arm to brush against her breast; a gesture, he knew, was done purposefully. As she rose to kiss him, he had already begun moving to kiss her.<br/><br/>Their lips met and Mason's tongue tasted her lips as they became linked. He pulled her against him again, but tighter this time, and held her for long moments as they moved in sync. They explored each-other's mouths, questing tongues touching, swirling, vying for supremacy. Mason moaned against her lips and his hands shifted, both dropping to the gorgeous swimmer's toned buttocks. He gave a squeeze, continued the kiss for a few moments longer, than broke contact gradually... slowing their passionate embrace until his forehead rested on her own and he stared, lost, into her beautiful eyes.<br/><br/>After a few moments of shared breathing, Mason began to quietly laugh... the shiver starting from the bottom of his belly and rising until it came pouring out of him. Intimately, he shared the timeless embrace with the beautiful stranger whom he'd only just met, but connected with.<br/><br/>"So..." he started, finally checking his musical laughter, "...What happens now?" He asked, touching her nose with his. He was clearly aroused and deeply attracted to her, but his own nervousness was plainly obvious: should they embrace the moment, as the island wanted them to, or should they wait until the time was right. He wanted her, but more so than physically, he wanted to *Know* her. Even if that meant taking some time before the two could explore their own desires.<br/><br/>Whatever she said (or did) in response to his question, was okay with Mason. Inwardly, he prayed to every Sage and his own Dharma for this moment.