Charm Jeyne

"I can't give you everything you want, Jeyne, but what I can give you, I will." You raise your hand to her cheek and kiss her, sweetly. She moans and places her hand over yours. The kiss deepens.

You push against her slightly and, supporting her head, lay her back on the snow beneath the flickering midday shadows of the Heart Tree.

Her loose hair is spread about her messily, and her cheeks are tinged pink from cold and excitement.

You kiss her neck and pepper her bare shoulders with lingering pecks.

She pulls you to look at her.

"Jon, I've wanted this forever. Please be my first."