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James Silverson

You can call me daddy.

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a character in “Veritas Isle”, as played by Sambea

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ImageName:
James Silverson

Age:
33

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human

Appearance:
James stands at six feet four inches. He weighs around one hundred and sixty-five pounds. James is very fit and muscular due to him working out. He has silver hair and yellow eyes. He likes to wear suits most of the time unless he is relaxing at home or sleeping. He wears gloves and an eye patch over his left eye.

Personality:
James is a very sten looking gentleman, which in a way he is. He doesn't like talking much unless it is to his clients and when it comes to trusting people he doesn't except for his brother. James is a materialistic man who values money over certain humans. He does hold grudges and believes revenge is a dish best served cold.

History:
James is the first twin out of the set. He was born to Tristan and Faylyn Silverson. His twin brother is Luther. They were raised to one of the richest families in the kingdom. Their family came from a long line of mobsters or gangs. His family dealt with selling black marketed items, and still do.

When James was a twelve him and his brother were practicing their swordsmanship, because to their father fighting your own battle and winning was the only outcome for his sons. It had been raining that morning, and despite protest from other members of the family and his advisors, their father wanted them to practice. James and lunged forward a bit too hard and cut his left eye causing him to go blind. Now he wears an eyepatch, because to him it reminds him of his failure to be the best.

By the time he was sixteen, he had been working with is father and brother in the business. A lovely woman who had been visiting the King and Queen also was visiting his family. A night of entertaining her lead him to explore out of his father's business and into another dark market. When he turned eighteen him and his brother left the family business and became escorts, opening their own business.

So begins...

James Silverson's Story

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James looked up at him. First, I want you to find a different name for me. Second, sit in my lap and tell me something embarrassing that happened to you... in detail. James spoke to him just like a client would. His arms rested on the back of the couch and he watched Erorn's every movement. He knew what Marcus liked, so he tried to see it through his eyes. After all, at the end of all this he wanted Erorn gone.

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"Okay, Hot Stuff." He smiled as he sat down on James' lap and put one arm behind James' head to hold on to the couch for and not fall off. He looked up into James' eye and realized that he was feeling oddly comfortable with this. He gave him a genuine smile before taking a deep breath. "When I was first adopted, I had to go to a new school. I didn't like it there because no one knew me and they all picked on me for being so tiny. But perhaps the most embarrassing thing was when I was about fourteen, there was this bully that was relentless, his name was Devan or something like that, he decided it would be funny to come up behind me in the lunch room and pull my pants down in front of everyone. He grabbed the underwear as well when he pulled them down and I basically flashed the entire school." Erorn's face turned beat red. "They all started calling me Erorn Shortblade instead of Swiftblade. It was the most embarrassing thing to ever happen to me." He maintained his composure even though the thought made him want to beat the shit out of that kid all over again.

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James blinked, he wasn't too keen on being called hot stuff, but he let it slide for now. What he really wanted was to hear what embarrassing moment the kid had. His arm dropped and pulled him closer by the waist. The story was also something he wasn't expecting. He found himself annoyed with the bully, but he also knew nothing could be done so his hand slide up his side and ruffled his hair. I am sure Marcus doesn't think you are a shortblade, Erorn.

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Erorn could see that James didn't like the name Hot stuff, he would try to find something more fitting. "I hope you're right about that. Not like anyone has ever seen my 'blade' since then, so who knows what he thinks." He paused a second to regain his composure, he could feel the emotions taking over and he wanted to do this right. "I think I need to come up with something better than 'Hot Stuff'. It just doesn't feel right. How about something simple like Sweetness? Yeah, you're definitely my Sweetness" He smiled and spoke with innocence.

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Sweetness, am I all that sweet, Erorn? He asked, nuzzling his neck and taking in his scent. He gently blew on his ear, just like he would any of his clients he knew liked it, though James had to test the waters. Nothing was going to come of this, but Erorn was going to have to learn to be a servant one way or another. Unlike his friend, who might have taken it a bit further than Him or Erorn would have liked.

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"Well, compared to most people who take hostages, I'd say yes you are pretty sweet." He smiled. Even Erorn didn't know exactly what he liked, but this was nice. As James nuzzled his neck he instinctively leaned in for more without even thinking, then he blew into Erorn's ear. "Mmmm." an involuntary moan escaped his lips "Oh damn, that feels good." he said with honest emotion filling his words. He felt a little guilty for enjoying this, but he pushed that thought to the back of his mind and went with what felt good. He turned to face James and began kissing at the base of his neck right at the collar bone. working his way up slowly. "Do you like it too, Sweetness?"

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James gently held him away, Of course, but you don't want to give in like... keep them going. Let Marcus keep working for your affection. You know Marcus doesn't like to be touched... because for a while that is all that ever happened to him here. Then he would run off to Elwin and make him reverse the role... without Elwin even noticing. Tell me something else embarrassing, Erorn. He slightly commanded.

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James' words snapped him out of trance. He didn't realize that was why he didn't like to be touched. He thought about it for a second."It's gonna be hard to top the last one. Well when I was seven, I was fishing with my dad. I got a bite but the fish was so big it pulled me into the lake because I refused to let go of the fishing pole. When I surfaced was my dad worried, no he was laughing his ass off on the dock." He chuckled. "But I guess it would have been pretty damn funny to see a little kid get pulled into the lake like that."

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James bit his finger to try from laughing. So the kid was always stubborn. I would think that would be a fun memory, hmm. He stared at Erorn, taking in the way his eyes popped in the candle light. How his hair danced with the flames. Now tell me one of you weakness, Erorn. His voice was a bit deeper and demanding.

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"Okay, well as far as weakness goes, I don't know know when to quit. I'm incredibly stubborn when I want something and while it was a good thing in the army and the guard, it wasn't so much a good idea with everyday life and relationships. In fact it's probably the main reason I haven't been able to stay in a decent relationship." He said. He felt vulnerable as he spoke but didn't give away that he was uncomfortable.

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He would have smiled if he hand't of gotten so serious all of a sudden. He meant something totally different when he asked about his weakness. James had clients come in and spill to him what was going wrong in their life as if he was some kind of psychologist, and in a way they were. Sometimes clients came in all they wanted to do was talk. Well I already knew you were stubborn, but admitting it is a good step forward in addressing the situation. I think if you look at all times it has ruined a moment or relationship and figure out the line your stubbornness has cross... and then next time just look for similarities before happens. Look for a pattern, Erorn. He patted Erorn's head gently and smiled softly.

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Erorn leaned his head on James' shoulder. "How did you do that just now? No one other than my mother has been able to pat my head and not have it feel condescending. Whether it was genuine or not, it has always felt like just another short joke. But you were actually comforting. Sorry to get all serious, I just thought it was ...nice." He grinned as he gave James a squeeze.

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James let him rest his head, didn't matter all that much to him. I guess I have had enough clients come in just to talk to understand where you are coming from and when to do certain things. He relaxed and let them sit there for a while. He was used of being used as some comfort tool. Men and women, mostly women, would hold onto him to feel some kind of safety before going back to their weak husbands. I should have you come run with me tomorrow morning... James thought out loud.

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Erorn enjoyed the way he held him without getting tense or pushing him away. "That would be a good idea, I need to stay in shape." He chuckled. "I can't win anyone over if I let myself get flabby. And all that good cooking you keep making for me. I need to do something to work that off." He knew he was in good shape, but he wanted to keep it that way and chores around the house were hardly a work-out.

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He nodded and got up. He held Erorn gently before sitting him down on the couch. James straightened his vest. You did pretty well with your first try. Work on the things I pointed out. He reached out and gently rubbed Erorn's ear. It was an itch he had to scratch. He never had an elf or part elf come into his work, so he decided while there were still on good terms to give it a shot.

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"Ooo, don't you know that's ....aahhhhh ...a sensitive spot on elves?" He felt amazing as he let out a moan. He was completely caught off guard as James rubbed them, he didn't want him to stop. He grabbed his arm, pulled him in close and kissed his neck.

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James caught himself on the back of the couch and hoovered over Erorn. He had no idea that it would caused that reaction. He gently pushed Erorn away and stood up. His cheeks were a bit flushed, I am sorry... I really had no idea. You are the first elf I have dealt with personally. He really didn't mean to stir up any. I am going to head to bed... you should too. We have an early morning. He walked out, rubbing the back of his neck. He should have known that. James cursed himself as he showered.

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Erorn snapped out of his haze after James let go of his ear. He felt like an idiot for letting his physical desires take control like that. He didn't realize how sensitive his ears were either, just that humans didn't have this issue. He followed James up the stairs until he got to his own room. "Thanks." he said simply. He was glad to have had the experience and he was glad that James had enough self control not to take it any further. Erorn went in his room and stripped out of the fancy clothes before climbing into bed. He fell asleep quickly that night.

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James woke up early and decided to make a protein filled breakfast. Erorn get up! There should be some clothes in the drawers. I am giving you five minutes. If you aren't down I will go up there and rub your ears until you beg for me. He yelled upstairs. He was partially joking about the ears, but he had hoped it would make him hurry down.

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Erorn was suddenly reminded of his days in the army. He quickly got dressed in a pair of black sweat pants and a matching tank top. He went down stairs and into the kitchen. He came up behind him and kissed him on the cheek. "You know, threatening me with a good time really sends mixed messages. I almost waited." He chuckled. He didn't even realize that he had kissed him, it was just done out of instinct. He grabbed a plate of food, mostly meat and eggs, sat down and started eating. He was actually beginning to enjoy himself.

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He blinked and looked down at Erorn. He was going to have to tell him to cut it out before he asks for something he was going to regret, but for now he was going to zip his lips and continue things as they were. James grabbed him a plate and sat down to eat. He glanced up at Erorn. He didn't seem bothered by James screw up. When they were done he placed the dishes in the sink and led him outside. I am going to run slower than normal so I don't lose you. Last thing I need is to have you go missing. He said before he started jogging, making sure that he wasn't going too fast for him.

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Erorn was used to this sort of thing, before he had got with Marcus he used to go jogging every morning too. But he had gotten a little spoiled living in the castle. He caught up to James pretty quickly and kept pace. He enjoyed the scenery rather than asking James to speed up. The forest looked much nicer in the day than it did in the dark stormy weather. He did his best not to get too distracted, but he was beginning to realize that James was actually pretty attractive. He shook his head to get the idea out. He was sure it was just from being cooped up with him in such close quarters and all the things he was teaching him. "The forest is really beautiful, shame there's so many dangerous creatures in it. I can see why you'd want to live out here." He tried to break the silence.

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James ran in silence for a while before Erorn began to talk. He had actually forgot that he was there. Ah, yeah. During the day it is safe, most of the animals skitter away from you when you get too close. It is during the night you should always be indoors. He took Erorn further into the woods. Further away from humanity, just incase he got any ideas of running away. James decided to stop by a small lake, about one thirds of the one on the island. Small... breather. He panted lightly.

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Erorn was enjoying the run and the view. He loved the lake. It was so still and peaceful it looked like a mirror. He looked out at it and he realized he was panting. He had been running harder than he thought. "That lake looks nice and cool. You want to go swimming?" He asked innocently. "I mean, it's still exercise and it would cool us down. Then the rest of the jogging wouldn't be so hot and sweaty." He said as he walked to the edge of the lake. He picked up a rock and skipped it across the surface of the lake.

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James took off his shirt and then his pants, leaving his boxer briefs on. He placed them on the grass before walking into the water and diving in. He hadn't been swimming in a while and he loved the cool feeling of the water flowing over him. He came up and looked up at Erorn. You coming? This was your idea. He said.