First, to have a drink while enjoying the pool

"You know, with all the excitement of the past few hours, I hadn't had a chance to have supper," Sansa said with a growing grin. "So, I guess I am hungry in more ways than one. Care to indulge me?"

"My beautiful sister," Jon asked with widened eyes in a seemingly surprised tone. "Are you asking me to court you with a romantic dinner?"

She gave him a thoroughly affectionate look. "I am." She confirmed. "Just let me wash myself on this pool for a bit. I am a bit of a mess right now," The redhead said as she glanced at her sweaty breasts and her leaking pussy lips.

"A beautiful mess," Jon declared with a heated gaze.

Sansa paused at that, then winked and stood up, deliberately swaying her ass as she walked down the pool until she was submerged halfway through her chest. Jon watched on, mesmerized, as the sunlight reflected on the droplets of water that covered her chest as his spectacular lover washed them clean. Then she smirked, approaching a small table beside the pool where he now noticed that she had left a couple of articles of clothing that looked made for pools. She grabbed a white piece that only covered her chest but her movements were so sensual and slow that the new god couldn't help but swallow. Before long, she rolled her head to better move her wet, fiery mane and gave him a teasing smile.

"While I get clean, why don't you bring me a drink?" She asked in an innocent tone.

Jon chuckled and shook his head before turning back to the house.

"She wants to play that game, eh?" He thought. "Then it's time to give her a drink she will never forget."

Jon returned about 15 minutes later, once he managed to get that all but magical blender machine working. He had put some pants on but his bare chest remained on display when he came back with the drinks ready. He carried them in his hands towards the pool, to see that his beloved sister was certainly enjoying the pool, if her pleasant humming while swimming was any indication. By the time she saw him, the Lady of Winterfell in exile raised an eyebrow as she stared at the glasses containing a white drink with a curious black stick Jon was sure she had never seen before. The same could be said about the decorative yellow fruit.

"What's that?" She inevitably asked.

Jon grinned. "That, my dear Sansa, is a special drink from one of the other words I glimpsed at. I believe it's called a Piña colada, named after one of the main ingredients," He explained while nodding at the yellow fruit. "I brought two for you because, believe me, you won't be able to drink just one," He assured her.

"Is that so?" She said with a smile that showed her impeccable teeth. "Then let's find out."

Jon handed over both glasses when she went to the higher ground within the pool, walking past the life-like statue in the area, and noticing as he did so that she also brought one of those swimming clothes that barely covered her legs.

He shook his head, his mouth salivating a bit. "Those new clothes look VERY good on you," He couldn't help but stress.

Sansa chuckled at that. "I am glad you liked it. Can't say I have ever seen anything like it, though. What's this thing?" she asked while pointing at the red fabric that covered her inner sanctum.

"If I heard correctly back when I was exploring the world of Paris, then it's called a bikini," The new god replied with a stare.

He had to **** himself to look away. "Give me a second to get my own drink. I will be back before you know it."

"Sure," She said as she moved the glass away from her lips. "I can wait."

And so, Jon sprinted back to the house and got his own piña colada before turning back. Before long, he was in front of Sansa, who had gotten out of the pool by then and was giving him a radiant smile that was intensified by the sunlight on her wet form. He took a deep breath and raised his glass.

"To us," He whispered in a devoted tone, encapsulating his feelings quite easily.

Sansa actually teared up slightly and moved her arm to rub it away from her eyes. "To us," She said in agreement then started to drink at once.

The new god already knew what to expect but Sansa clearly didn't, for she actually moaned in surprised satisfaction as she gulped the liquid. When she could finally speak after drinking more than half the glass, she stared at her smirking brother in wonder.

"That was without a doubt, the best drink I have ever had," She admitted. "Much sweeter than I expected though."

Jon laughed briefly. "I did promise you new experiences, didn't I?"

"That you did, brother dear," She replied with a knowing look.

"Well then, allow me to keep them coming," He said with a mysterious tone. "You can go to the second floor to dry up and change your clothes. Then meet me downstairs in the dining hall. I have more surprises for you."

Sansa shook her head and crossed the distance between them by kissing him deeply. Their lips locked for a long moment as they expressed their hunger for each other. But before things could get too heated, Sansa broke away and placed a hand on his cheek.

"I really do love you," She said with a dreamy sigh.

Then she walked away without waiting for a reply, leaving the new god breathless. Then he followed the woman he was growing to love evermore to the inside of their secret home.

A/N: I know this one was low on sex content but I wanted to take advantage of the situation to have the two of them experience other sorts of romantic situations. Regardless, I hope you enjoyed it and if you did, please leave a comment telling me what you think. Until next time guys, see ya!