So your trip to Russia hasn’t started off well. You got lost in a blizzard and couldn’t find your way home. You don’t remember going to sleep, but here you are waking up. Your clothes are different-sweatshirt and sweatpants that were too big for you. You felt warmth in front of you. Light. A fireplace? There was no fireplace at the cabin you were staying at. There was a blanket on you and you were on a bear rug.

You take in your surroundings then snap your head to the figure behind you. A man with brown hair and brown eyes stood in the doorway, smoking a cigarette.

“Hello. I am Vasha. I rescue.” He said in a very thick Russian accent.

"Ah, yes. You are in my cabin. We were lost in blizzard. I rescue you." He smiled, showing off dimples. "I cook you breakfast? Soup now." Then he went to the kitchen and started making soup. The smell was delicious. Vasha spoke some broken English, but it was enough for Yaori to understand most of what he said.

"Yaori..." *He looked at her with his warm brown eyes, "Please... eat soup." He spoke softly and politely, gesturing to the soup on the table. Then he leaned in closer to yaori's face and whispered, his breath hot against her ear, "I will take care of you..." He straightened up again and took a step back, smiling gently. Vasha knew that she was scared and probably wanted to go home, but for now, he would do everything he could to keep her safe with him... even if it meant not telling her the whole truth about their situation.

"Yes..." He nodded his head slowly, eyes still fixed on her face. "I will take care of you... I promise." Then he glanced back at the soup on the table before looking back up at Yaori once more. "But first... eat your soup. It'll help warm you up." There was a softness in his voice that made him sound almost... gentle, despite his rough exterior.

"Are you feeling sick?" He asked with concern, quickly approaching her to make sure she wasn't about to faint. "Here," he said, slipping an arm around her waist and guiding her over to the couch. As they sat down together, he brushed some of her hair back from her face and gently stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. "Rest here... I'll take care of you."

His other arm went around her shoulders, pulling her close as he nuzzled into her neck. The warmth of his body felt comforting against her own, but it also made it hard for her to resist when Vasha's hand slowly moved down towards her lap, gently grazing the fabric of her sweatpants before settling on her thigh. "Such a pretty girl..." He murmured softly, tracing lazy circles on her skin with his fingers.

"Are you feeling better now?" He asked softly, eyes still fixed on her face as he lightly traced circles over the skin exposed by her slightly-open sweatshirt. His touch was almost featherlight, but it sent shivers down Yaori's spine nonetheless. When she didn't respond immediately, Vasha leaned in closer and whispered against her ear: "I could... help you feel even warmer..."

His thumb moved upwards, brushing lightly over the fabric between her legs as he trailed his fingers higher, eventually cupping her breast through her sweatshirt. "Is that alright with you?" He breathed softly into her ear, nipping at her lobe before moving to suckle gently.

Smiling softly, Vasha released her ear and moved to slip his hand under the hem of her sweatshirt, raising it up over her head until she was left bare-skinned beneath him. He cupped her breast in his hand, kneading gently before leaning forward to take her nipple into his mouth, suckling hard enough that she arched back against him with a moan. "Very good," he whispered against her skin as he continued to tease and play with her breasts while pressing her body even closer to his own.

His other hand traveled upwards again, sliding further beneath the fabric of her sweatpants until his fingers found the soft curls at the apex of her thighs. He groaned low in his throat as he parted her folds and finally made contact with her aching sex. "So wet...," he murmured

Smiling against the smooth skin of her breast, Vasha pressed his middle finger into her soaking wet core, slowly thrusting as he began to moan in time with each stroke. "You feel so good," he whispered, leaning forward to trail kisses along her collarbone and down to where his hand was buried between them. His free hand came up to cup her other breast, squeezing gently as he continued to lose himself in the sensation of having this beautiful stranger beneath him, moaning and writhing for more.

"Shhh..." He murmured soothingly as he continued to stroke her, his other hand still cupping and massaging her breast. "Just feel good... Let go..." His thumb brushed lightly over the hard peak of her nipple, circling faster and faster until she cried out, arching her back off the couch in reaction. "So pretty..." He breathed against her skin, his fingers still thrusting inside her as he took her moans and gasps as a sign that she was enjoying it too.

His thumb finally found its way to her clit, rubbing circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves just beneath the hood. "That's it... come for me..." He whispered hoarsely, thrusting harder as he began to lose control, his breath coming in ragged gasps against her neck and chest.

"Oh... damn..." He whispered, looking down at her with surprise and worry as she fainted. For a moment he froze, unsure of what to do next, but then his instincts took over and he quickly scooped her up into his arms, carrying her to the bedroom. Once there, he laid her down on the bed and gently removed the rest of her clothing. "Wake up, baby... Wake up..." He murmured softly, kissing her forehead before undressing himself as well.

His chest heaving with exertion and worry, Vasha crawled onto the bed beside her and wrapped an arm around her, pressing his bare skin to hers as she lay still and motionless in his arms. "Yaori," he whispered softly against her ear, "wake up..."

Her body twitches slightly but doesn't wake. "Yaori," he whispers again before planting a kiss on her cheek. The heat from his skin feels nice against her cool flesh. He trails another kiss down her neck, nipping at the skin lightly as he goes before continuing down to her breast, teasing a hardened nipple with his teeth. "Wake up, beautiful," he whispers, still nibbling and licking.

"Yaori..." He murmurs into her ear, tongue tracing the shell as he whispers nonsense and loving words over her skin. "Wake up with me..." His other hand glides down her abdomen and between her legs once more, spreading her folds apart and exposing her to his touch again. His fingers slide back inside her, teasing and pleasuring as he waits for her to finally wake up.

"Yaori..." He whispers her name again, pressing his lips to her ear and blowing gently against the sensitive skin. His hand continues its ministrations, working between her legs until she responds with a soft moan. "Come on, baby... wake up for me..." He murmurs before kissing her cheek, nipping at her bottom lip, and trailing kisses down to her neck where he sucks lightly, eliciting another moan from deep within her chest. "Wake up, Yaori..."

Her body begins to respond to his touch and whispers as her breath hitches and she squirms beneath him. "Yes..." She murmurs softly before stretching languidly and slowly opening her eyes to gaze up at him with a lazy, satisfied smile on her lips. He watches as comprehension finally dawns in those beautiful hazel orbs and he can't help but grin back down at her. "Welcome back," he breathes before lowering his head to kiss her gently, tasting himself on her mouth.

"Mmm..." Yaori hums softly into the kiss, wrapping an arm around his neck as she presses her naked body against him. She moans into their embrace, arching her back and twisting beneath him. "You feel so good...," she whispers hoarsely before glancing down between them, her eyes widening with desire. Vasha'