Jak and Torn rode over the dunes of the Spargus desert. Even they both wore protection from the sand it still got into their clothes.
"How much longer until we reach this palace?" Torn asked as he whipped sweat off his forehead. He still wasn't used to the intense heat. When he had agreed to become Jak's royal advisor for Spargus Haven communications he didn't expect this kind of treatment.
"Were almost there.' Jak said as he made the camelphant he was riding on move a little faster. Jak smirked as they came upon a palace that was covered in beautiful blue tiles.
" So when does this peace treaty start?" Torn asked as he caught up with Jak. Jak's smirk got wider. 'silly man there's no peace treaty, I have this palace to win you as a prize.' Torn had no clue that Jak had a secret interest in him that started back during the Kras city thing.
Jak and Torn entered a rather large barn. They tied up their camelphants and walked up the main staircase where they were greeted by 6 very well developed women…
'Damn it why are they all women!' Jak fumed angrily as he kicked at the desert sand that had found its way into the palace.
"We must get you both ready for the celebration tonight!" one of the women squeaked.
"What celebration?" Torn asked. Some of the women gasped in shock.
"You didn't even know that today is the anniversary of King Damas' death?" Jak flinched, he even forgot.
Both men were shown were the saunas were so they could clean up.
"God this feels good." Jak said as he pulled of his shirt then winced as his shirt snagged his belly button ring.
"You have a belly piercing?" Torn asked with slight shock.
'Y-yeah I do. It's a bit of a Royal family thing as it turns out. Jak mentally slapped himself for stuttering. Torn pulled off his shirt and soaked in the sauna heat. Jak licked his lips and started at Torn's wonderfully hot body. He stared until a gong was chimed that began the party. Jak and Torn were shown two different rooms. One for Torn to dress in and another for Jak. Torn pulled on the baggy silk blue pants and the blue tunic.
"How do you like it?" a woman asked as Torn came out
"I feel like a blueberry." Torn said as another woman came up and applied a small amount of eyeliner to his eyes. Torn sat on a floor cushion and waited for Jak to come out.
Jak came out and Torn almost gasped. Jak was beautiful. He wore a long orange belly dancer like skirt, some gold bracelets, some foot bangles and the same style of eyeliner.
Jak had a shit eating smirk on his face. He knew that he was attracting Torn. He swayed his hips back and forth so his belly ring would catch the light of the sun.
"I-it's nice." Torn stuttered as he got up from the ground. Jak gave another smirk as Torn walked off towards the celebration courtyard.
" you are sooo mine." Jak whispered to himself as he followed behind Torn.
Drums picked up followed by the sound of a sitar and some chimes. It was time to dance.
Jak grabbed Torn's wrists and pulled him out onto the dance floor. Jak started to dance almost like shakira. "How do you do that?" Torn asked as he watched Jak's hips move back and forth.
"Oh Keria taught me back in Sandover, she told me she wanted me to be able to dance at our wedding." Jak snorted after the last statement. Marry Keria! That was funny!. Torn placed both his hands down on Jak's hips which stilled them. Jak looked into Torn's eyes and noticed the same lust in his eyes as he did.
'Good, I just have to tease him some more.'
Jak pulled away and swayed his hips as he walked outside into the desert heat. Torn soon followed. He grabbed Jak's hips turned him around and planted three kisses on Jak, one on his forehead, one on his lips and then on top of the belly button ring that had been taunting him recently.
"Enjoying this?" Jak asked eyes full of lust.
" Yes I am, the desert heat is nice too."