Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
13.Mar.14, 12:07 PM
If R’nd was putty under B’jin’s light touch, the greenrider was nothing less than liquid gloop under his lover’s delightful and attentive work. If sitting had been an option, B’jin was pretty sure he would have been blissfully asleep by the time R’nd’s massage came to an end. While R’nd rinsed off, B’jin did the same, dropping under the water in a hail of bubbles to remove the lavender scented (naturally!) soap suds from his skin, and out of his hair. Rising once more, B’jin brushed the water off his face, leaning back happily as R’nd cuddled up behind him.
B’jin gave a little quiver of delight; in part, it was from the light kiss and the brush of R’nd’s breath over his shoulder. Mostly, though, it was in response to the word ‘we’ and only one home being mentioned. The greenrider had never intended for his relationship with R’nd to become what it was. He had decided that the bluerider was delightful company after Larrikith’s first fateful flight with Ayyonth, before learning that many of the greenriders preferred to partner the younger man for much the same reason. When the bluerider had been the only one willing to socialise with him after he had gotten into trouble with D’ren, well, B’jin’s loneliness had quickly become the foundation for infatuation.
After that, it had only been a matter of time, really, though the greenrider had gone out of his way to deny it at every possible instant – much to the amusement of individuals like Par’a and Valerian. B’jin’s nose scrunched up in remembrance of some of the conversations that had been had, and then he sighed softly as he leaned back his head so he could place a light kiss on R’nd’s cheek. Something R’nd didn’t need to know – B’jin could only imagine how the flighty man would react to such an admittance and while B’jin was fairly sure R’nd wasn’t about to abandon him any time soon, he saw no reason to fuel the poor bluerider’s natural instincts. He’d one enough of that over the course of their friendship, too!
Still, B’jin had always been prone to pressing buttons, and he had a gorgeous one to press now that gave him warm fuzzies, even if the occasional widening of R’nd’s eyes was slightly scary. Who knew saying ‘I love you’ could extract so many responses and emotions? B’jin turned lazily in R’nd’s arms, using one hand in passing to nudge R’nd’s chin up just enough to steal a lingering kiss, heated far more with B’jin’s currently fuzzy-lovey emotions than lust. He broke the kiss reluctantly, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
“Brilliant idea, love.” B’jin’s brown eyes sparkled as the idea took over his ambling thoughts, and his smile suddenly turned naughty as he gave R’nd a sly look. “I wonder if Jeratana knew about these springs?” He gave a little snort; either the greenrider in question had known about the hot water pools since she and her dragon had claimed the area for themselves all those turns ago during the exile, and kept them a very dedicated secret (for which B’jin was fairly sure many in the Weyr would not take kindly to). Or she hadn’t bothered to explore very much at all! B’jin giggled, knowing the greenrider in question well enough that she would have had no idea, and would be outraged about that fact. She was going to get so much shit from everyone!
B’jin gave a little quiver of delight; in part, it was from the light kiss and the brush of R’nd’s breath over his shoulder. Mostly, though, it was in response to the word ‘we’ and only one home being mentioned. The greenrider had never intended for his relationship with R’nd to become what it was. He had decided that the bluerider was delightful company after Larrikith’s first fateful flight with Ayyonth, before learning that many of the greenriders preferred to partner the younger man for much the same reason. When the bluerider had been the only one willing to socialise with him after he had gotten into trouble with D’ren, well, B’jin’s loneliness had quickly become the foundation for infatuation.
After that, it had only been a matter of time, really, though the greenrider had gone out of his way to deny it at every possible instant – much to the amusement of individuals like Par’a and Valerian. B’jin’s nose scrunched up in remembrance of some of the conversations that had been had, and then he sighed softly as he leaned back his head so he could place a light kiss on R’nd’s cheek. Something R’nd didn’t need to know – B’jin could only imagine how the flighty man would react to such an admittance and while B’jin was fairly sure R’nd wasn’t about to abandon him any time soon, he saw no reason to fuel the poor bluerider’s natural instincts. He’d one enough of that over the course of their friendship, too!
Still, B’jin had always been prone to pressing buttons, and he had a gorgeous one to press now that gave him warm fuzzies, even if the occasional widening of R’nd’s eyes was slightly scary. Who knew saying ‘I love you’ could extract so many responses and emotions? B’jin turned lazily in R’nd’s arms, using one hand in passing to nudge R’nd’s chin up just enough to steal a lingering kiss, heated far more with B’jin’s currently fuzzy-lovey emotions than lust. He broke the kiss reluctantly, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
“Brilliant idea, love.” B’jin’s brown eyes sparkled as the idea took over his ambling thoughts, and his smile suddenly turned naughty as he gave R’nd a sly look. “I wonder if Jeratana knew about these springs?” He gave a little snort; either the greenrider in question had known about the hot water pools since she and her dragon had claimed the area for themselves all those turns ago during the exile, and kept them a very dedicated secret (for which B’jin was fairly sure many in the Weyr would not take kindly to). Or she hadn’t bothered to explore very much at all! B’jin giggled, knowing the greenrider in question well enough that she would have had no idea, and would be outraged about that fact. She was going to get so much shit from everyone!
