12.Dec.13, 05:46 AM
B’jin needed very little encouragement in adjusting his positioning, the greenrider more than accommodating the bluerider’s suggestion, knees and lower legs pressing tight against his lover’s side, indulging in all the added contact, however small. A happy hum was, at first, the only vocal answer R’nd got to his question, as B’jin was quite content with not removing lips from skin. R’nd had such lovely, deliciously kissable skin! Taking lingering lips up past the bluerider’s ear, B’jin murmured a soft and sultry “Always,” before forestalling any further talk by the tried and true method of sealing his mate’s lips with a kiss. Time for talk later!
Larrikith laughed softly, her muzzle nudging softly at Ayyonth’s cheek, followed by an affectionate lick. Nuzzling him again, she settled her head atop his own and puffed out a lazy but contented sigh.Watching him toss B’jin on the floor in the process would be very amusing. At least until her flighty rider decided his bold behaviour had been unwanted, and cowered like R’nd – who would never raise a finger against him – would hit him. Stupid man. Larrikith snorted. Better this way though, she was smug, and amused, as B’jin’s lust trailed like wispy fingers through their link. He was not very good at sharing his lust with her, which was usually why she was so strong in sharing hers with him.
How long have they been together now? she asked, genuinely curious. She was not a dragon inclined to neither memories nor numbers, and it was beyond her capabilities to realise that it had been more than three years – a remarkable feat not only for the flighty bluerider, but also for herself. Larrikith had never been inclined to settle down, and until Ayyonth, very rarely even indulged in the same flight contestant twice. Most of her life had simply been devoted to not being won by the brown dragon Kalirohth, who was ridden by that creature B’jin had once been Weyrmated to.
It is a pity B’jin is so modest, Larrikith put in cheerfully to Ayyonth, peering through her rider’s eyes with amusement. Human coupling was so weird, but at least R’nd’s style did not include brute force and broken bones. They end up in the most interesting locations – but there is a whole Weyr full of more entertaining ones! Her tone indicated sly thoughtfulness. Perhaps she would try harder to be caught next time, when her rider was somewhere he would consider terrible.
The middle of the Gather Square, maybe? Or on the Weyrleader’s Table in the Dining Hall. Now that would be entertainment for the whole Weyr!
Larrikith laughed softly, her muzzle nudging softly at Ayyonth’s cheek, followed by an affectionate lick. Nuzzling him again, she settled her head atop his own and puffed out a lazy but contented sigh.
The middle of the Gather Square, maybe? Or on the Weyrleader’s Table in the Dining Hall. Now that would be entertainment for the whole Weyr!