06.Jan.14, 07:58 AM
“R’nd!”
The sing-song squeal was all the warning R’nd got, before B’jin came bursting through the tent flap, and threw himself across the small area to wrap arms around the bluerider's neck and send them both toppling to the ground. Bright, cheerful laughter fell away from B’jin’s lips as he scrabbled (careful not to knee R’nd) to his knees and settled himself comfortably on R’nd’s stomach. Leaning forward, B’jin pressed a warm kiss to R’nd’s lips before sitting up straight again, throwing his arms out joyously.
“Guess what!?”
We’re going on Search! The green dragon’s excited squeal filled the minds of both men, and Ayyonth as she danced excitedly on the spot outside, her wings half unfurled and her head held high. B’jin had barely waited for the dragon to land before throwing himself inside the tent he shared with the bluerider, when he wasn’t sleeping at the foot of Indamor’s bed. Larrikith made excited little chittering noises before shoving her nose through the flap of the tent and tilting her head so she could see both men, B’jin still perched on top of R’nd with his arms flung out exuberantly.
Real Search! Larrikith further explained, before withdrawing her head to spin around and face Ayyonth, bumping her nose against his shoulder in excitement before licking the blue dragon’s cheek affectionately. Excitement and delight radiated off the little dragon, and while she did manage to fold her wings away and eventually stop chittering like a bird, she continued to bounce slightly where she was standing beside her mate; the dragon and rider were feeding off one another’s delight.
“Spoil sport!” B’jin called out, throwing a sour albeit playful look towards the tent flap, before brown eyes flashed back to R’nd. B’jin leaned forward slightly, placing his left hand upon the centre of R’nd’s chest, fingers splayed out, and he tapped them one at a time in a gentle pattern, unaware of what he was doing. His face was intent and curious as he leaned forward, placing a gentle amount of weight on R’nd’s chest, as he peered down at his lover.
“Come with me?” Far more begging than demanding, B’jin stared avidly down at R’nd.
The sing-song squeal was all the warning R’nd got, before B’jin came bursting through the tent flap, and threw himself across the small area to wrap arms around the bluerider's neck and send them both toppling to the ground. Bright, cheerful laughter fell away from B’jin’s lips as he scrabbled (careful not to knee R’nd) to his knees and settled himself comfortably on R’nd’s stomach. Leaning forward, B’jin pressed a warm kiss to R’nd’s lips before sitting up straight again, throwing his arms out joyously.
“Guess what!?”
“Spoil sport!” B’jin called out, throwing a sour albeit playful look towards the tent flap, before brown eyes flashed back to R’nd. B’jin leaned forward slightly, placing his left hand upon the centre of R’nd’s chest, fingers splayed out, and he tapped them one at a time in a gentle pattern, unaware of what he was doing. His face was intent and curious as he leaned forward, placing a gentle amount of weight on R’nd’s chest, as he peered down at his lover.
“Come with me?” Far more begging than demanding, B’jin stared avidly down at R’nd.