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11.Nov.12, 05:59 AM
Of course there was an excuse for his actions, there always was. J’ver didn’t like the answer to unspoken questions he was being fed either. “And that is precisely why you shouldn’t be chasing after filthy whores. If you’re so over playing with your toys, then you should have thrown them out when you told me of your feelings.” Pale blue eyes narrowed slightly and J’ver held his ground, currently refusing to give or take the whip away or cower before the larger, stronger, and quick to anger brownrider, and didn’t even use the busted lip as an excuse to further blame B’jin or point out it would have been avoided easily, “you wouldn’t have stayed with the slut afterwards either.”
J’ver knew of the past S’kef had with B’jin thanks to the confessions laid out for him during their last large fight. It was something one didn’t simply forget either, especially when you were a collector of information and could more than likely use any tidbit against someone down the line. He had decided that night as S’kef spoke of the past that he wanted to have fun and make B’jin’s life miserable though he never found the time due to daily routines and finding more interesting subjects to focus on. Now, however, he wanted to destroy the greenrider that got away with so much and left everyone captivated. That pathetic excuse of a man had no right touching another man’s mate! B’jin wasn’t good enough for the honour of being near S’kef and taking all of his attention.
J’ver, please. You do not need to get so upset. All is well. They came back to us and want only us, right? J’ver tried to shrug off the calming waves Rilaleeyth sent to him but he was too in tuned with her that night after the devastation of that flight. Most likely believed he was a cruel rider and barely paid his sweet dragon the proper attention and respect she deserved but they were wrong. J’ver pampered her with baths and oils and was often concerned with her after flights or on days when she ventured out to make friends and those she met were always cautious around her. She had such a fragile confidence and while it could be annoying, J’ver loved Rilaleeyth all the same and part of his anger over Larrikith’s flight was on her behalf. All will be well soon, my dear girl. I’m going to make sure this never happens again, at least not without a condition. You should be loved always; it’s what you deserve and desire and I’ll make it happen.
“Do you know how embarrassing it was to have the wing watch you prance after the whore when they all know we’re mated?” He had been in shock with anger creeping in on him while the flight started but later on, J’ver realised that was something he should be feeling. Rilaleeyth and he had been thrown aside for the old toy and it would be clear to everyone that that’s exactly what happened. He was being judged and whispered about, probably still was right that very moment, and it irritated the greenrider that liked starting gossip and collecting it about others. This was something that shouldn’t have happened but he would make it so that if it did again, everyone would know it was acceptable since J’ver would simply shrug it off and know of the clause in their relationship.
Letting go of the whip, J’ver brushed by S’kef and went to sit on the couch. It was a casual movement, the tension in his body slowly being forced out as J’ver focused on centering himself once more to slip into business mode. “Come, sit. If you have the desire to shove your cock into greenrider ass, I have a simple proposition. For Rilaleeyth’s sake.” When it came down to it, J’ver was angry at the events of the day but he could let it slide simply because he knew how much pull he had on S’kef and the way they completed each other. No one else could fill the other’s place. Rilaleeyth, however, had been emotionally hurt and J’ver wanted to stop that from becoming a common occurrence because of a brown monster’s insatiable needs.
J’ver knew of the past S’kef had with B’jin thanks to the confessions laid out for him during their last large fight. It was something one didn’t simply forget either, especially when you were a collector of information and could more than likely use any tidbit against someone down the line. He had decided that night as S’kef spoke of the past that he wanted to have fun and make B’jin’s life miserable though he never found the time due to daily routines and finding more interesting subjects to focus on. Now, however, he wanted to destroy the greenrider that got away with so much and left everyone captivated. That pathetic excuse of a man had no right touching another man’s mate! B’jin wasn’t good enough for the honour of being near S’kef and taking all of his attention.
J’ver, please. You do not need to get so upset. All is well. They came back to us and want only us, right? J’ver tried to shrug off the calming waves Rilaleeyth sent to him but he was too in tuned with her that night after the devastation of that flight. Most likely believed he was a cruel rider and barely paid his sweet dragon the proper attention and respect she deserved but they were wrong. J’ver pampered her with baths and oils and was often concerned with her after flights or on days when she ventured out to make friends and those she met were always cautious around her. She had such a fragile confidence and while it could be annoying, J’ver loved Rilaleeyth all the same and part of his anger over Larrikith’s flight was on her behalf. All will be well soon, my dear girl. I’m going to make sure this never happens again, at least not without a condition. You should be loved always; it’s what you deserve and desire and I’ll make it happen.
“Do you know how embarrassing it was to have the wing watch you prance after the whore when they all know we’re mated?” He had been in shock with anger creeping in on him while the flight started but later on, J’ver realised that was something he should be feeling. Rilaleeyth and he had been thrown aside for the old toy and it would be clear to everyone that that’s exactly what happened. He was being judged and whispered about, probably still was right that very moment, and it irritated the greenrider that liked starting gossip and collecting it about others. This was something that shouldn’t have happened but he would make it so that if it did again, everyone would know it was acceptable since J’ver would simply shrug it off and know of the clause in their relationship.
Letting go of the whip, J’ver brushed by S’kef and went to sit on the couch. It was a casual movement, the tension in his body slowly being forced out as J’ver focused on centering himself once more to slip into business mode. “Come, sit. If you have the desire to shove your cock into greenrider ass, I have a simple proposition. For Rilaleeyth’s sake.” When it came down to it, J’ver was angry at the events of the day but he could let it slide simply because he knew how much pull he had on S’kef and the way they completed each other. No one else could fill the other’s place. Rilaleeyth, however, had been emotionally hurt and J’ver wanted to stop that from becoming a common occurrence because of a brown monster’s insatiable needs.
