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13.Jan.14, 06:05 AM
What a strange thing to latch onto! Ryvian stared at the egg as the dragonet continued to poke around his memories of his sexual encounters and what each one meant. He was actually rather surprised they had enough time to go through them all but they flashed by quick enough that Ryvian didn’t think he’d have to worry about spending the entire Touching on the nosy egg.
He was thankful he wasn’t really the sort to blush when the dragonet started to compare emotions that were brought about with varying partners. D’hys and some other dragonriders were purely carnal and meant for a good timing. Romps with Tavynia went a bit deeper but there still wasn’t the entire connection even he knew should be there no matter how much he tried or how much it seemed Tavynia wanted it. The one single encounter with Indivara in a bath after Nyvian Impressed had meant something and Ryvian squirmed, shifting his weight from foot to foot as he was interrogated by the dragonet over the women in his life. Tavynia had him but Ryvian wanted someone else. Even in his stupor of disbelief and being left behind, he had felt the connection with Indivara. Maybe that was why he stopped chasing her. She didn’t want him and their friendship was important to him.
“Nosy egg,” Ryvian grumbled as he started to feel mocked by the distinct sense of laughter at his reactions and confusion. “Thanks for the… fun?” A little laugh of his own was given as he pulled his hand away from the egg and contemplated it for a moment. He still wasn’t sure why his sex life was so exciting to the little one but he supposed the girls in his life had been the focal point of his thoughts before reaching the egg so it was something easy to latch onto.
A glance around the clutch showed Candidates all over the place, some enjoying their responses while others seemed less than pleased. Ryvian was pretty sure he saw someone stumble back several feet before falling on their behind as well. Touchings were so much fun! Too bad Aradissicath didn’t seem to think so if the current colour of her rapidly swirling eyes were any indication and the way Rhaedalyn looked like she was about to hyperventilate from panicking.
Oh well! There were more eggs to meet.
Ryvian moved around the clutch until the next egg called to him. He found a rather average sized egg that looked like a pale night’s sky with stars sparkling and he couldn’t resist. He liked the night, though he never got into the pastime of actually laying under the stars and admiring their beauty like he knew others enjoyed. But the night was fun and full of adventures. He crouched down and placed his hand upon the warm shell.
Stargaze egg
He was thankful he wasn’t really the sort to blush when the dragonet started to compare emotions that were brought about with varying partners. D’hys and some other dragonriders were purely carnal and meant for a good timing. Romps with Tavynia went a bit deeper but there still wasn’t the entire connection even he knew should be there no matter how much he tried or how much it seemed Tavynia wanted it. The one single encounter with Indivara in a bath after Nyvian Impressed had meant something and Ryvian squirmed, shifting his weight from foot to foot as he was interrogated by the dragonet over the women in his life. Tavynia had him but Ryvian wanted someone else. Even in his stupor of disbelief and being left behind, he had felt the connection with Indivara. Maybe that was why he stopped chasing her. She didn’t want him and their friendship was important to him.
“Nosy egg,” Ryvian grumbled as he started to feel mocked by the distinct sense of laughter at his reactions and confusion. “Thanks for the… fun?” A little laugh of his own was given as he pulled his hand away from the egg and contemplated it for a moment. He still wasn’t sure why his sex life was so exciting to the little one but he supposed the girls in his life had been the focal point of his thoughts before reaching the egg so it was something easy to latch onto.
A glance around the clutch showed Candidates all over the place, some enjoying their responses while others seemed less than pleased. Ryvian was pretty sure he saw someone stumble back several feet before falling on their behind as well. Touchings were so much fun! Too bad Aradissicath didn’t seem to think so if the current colour of her rapidly swirling eyes were any indication and the way Rhaedalyn looked like she was about to hyperventilate from panicking.
Oh well! There were more eggs to meet.
Ryvian moved around the clutch until the next egg called to him. He found a rather average sized egg that looked like a pale night’s sky with stars sparkling and he couldn’t resist. He liked the night, though he never got into the pastime of actually laying under the stars and admiring their beauty like he knew others enjoyed. But the night was fun and full of adventures. He crouched down and placed his hand upon the warm shell.
Stargaze egg
