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05.Dec.12, 11:12 AM
The dive in to prevent his lover over thinking the gentle words that had whispered from his own lips also prevented B’jin from seeing what effect they might have had upon the bluerider, atop whom he was so carefully positioned. A turn ago, he wouldn’t dare have put himself into such a position, afraid of how forward such an action could be, but also afraid of the once very real fear of being thrown across the room. As the turn had progressed, the timid greenrider had found himself relaxing, taking action and saying things he certainly wouldn’t have said at the same point a turn beforehand – and not because he may not have felt them at that time. Rather, R’nd’s gentle presence and lack of violence toward the greenrider gave him faith that he wouldn’t be mistreated, and his tongue loosened and said things he might otherwise have never dreamed of speaking.
To have his admittance well received – B’jin could feel the gentle affection in R’nd’s actions – was more than he had hoped would happen. If B’jin were honest with himself, he would have been less surprised to have been pushed off of the bluerider. Not thrown off – R’nd would never actively hurt him, something B’jin was investing a growing amount of trust and belief in – but shoved away wasn’t out of the question. But he wasn’t, and that made the greenrider’s belly bubble with happy feelings that were definitely not appropriate to be fuelled by R’nd. Indeed, it was very obviously a bad thing, and so B’jin ignored it, like he ignored all the bad things in his life.
R’nd’s light, breathy words took the greenrider by surprise and brown eyes fluttered open to blink with the emotion clouding them for a moment, before he blinked it away and gave a soft breath of laughter. It probably could have been classified as a giggle, but B’jin considered himself much too refined to actually giggle (besides, women in love giggled, and he was certainly not a woman and he was not digging deeper into the other half of that evaluation). Instead, the greenrider shifted encouragingly where he was straddled over R’nd, feeling warm hands shift across his skin, and he set to work keeping R’nd’s mind busy and away from giggles and words that shouldn’t be spoken (wouldn’t be spoken) and the ones that hinted far too close to those that were forbidden.
Humans, Larrikith said to Ayyonth, her voice a long suffering sigh as she nuzzled against the blue and relaxed, watching the interactions between the two humans from B’jin’s eyes with a contented amusement.
To have his admittance well received – B’jin could feel the gentle affection in R’nd’s actions – was more than he had hoped would happen. If B’jin were honest with himself, he would have been less surprised to have been pushed off of the bluerider. Not thrown off – R’nd would never actively hurt him, something B’jin was investing a growing amount of trust and belief in – but shoved away wasn’t out of the question. But he wasn’t, and that made the greenrider’s belly bubble with happy feelings that were definitely not appropriate to be fuelled by R’nd. Indeed, it was very obviously a bad thing, and so B’jin ignored it, like he ignored all the bad things in his life.
R’nd’s light, breathy words took the greenrider by surprise and brown eyes fluttered open to blink with the emotion clouding them for a moment, before he blinked it away and gave a soft breath of laughter. It probably could have been classified as a giggle, but B’jin considered himself much too refined to actually giggle (besides, women in love giggled, and he was certainly not a woman and he was not digging deeper into the other half of that evaluation). Instead, the greenrider shifted encouragingly where he was straddled over R’nd, feeling warm hands shift across his skin, and he set to work keeping R’nd’s mind busy and away from giggles and words that shouldn’t be spoken (wouldn’t be spoken) and the ones that hinted far too close to those that were forbidden.
Humans, Larrikith said to Ayyonth, her voice a long suffering sigh as she nuzzled against the blue and relaxed, watching the interactions between the two humans from B’jin’s eyes with a contented amusement.
