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13.May.14, 11:48 PM
He had shocked the woman as much as she had shocked him it seemed... Nomrally J'tir wouldn't have cared that he had come upon one of the women he had slept with, but the rumors about him made him even more curious. The creche woman said he would find answers here, but it was only he and Ali at the hot springs at that moment. Was Ali the answer? And the mother of his son? The man's mind whirled, a confusing mass of questions and memories of a single night. Well, if she really was the mother, and he had a son, he would let her tell him in her own time. Do not mention the rumors. Vleyth commented, choosing that moment to land near the pair and settle himself. Stretching his long neck, the dragon gently touched the woman on the forehead before curling around and laying on the ground. In the woman's mind, for her own ears, Vleyth spoke. He thinks about you often. I think he cares for you. It is good to see you again, Al'ona. Vleyth saw a rider's heart in the woman, and named her with an affectionate nickname. The bronzerider took that moment of his dragon's unexpected affection to compose himself and look back at the woman. He nodded, it had been a long time indeed.
Shaking out her clothes and laying them flat on a nearby sun-covered bush, J'tir tried to think of what to say. "Vleyth grew well, and fast! I adore him," he started, genuine love for his bonded coloring his tone, his grin spread across his face, "And yeah, I thought I was doing my own washing, but it seems I was doing yours. I still have a basket of my own over there." he finished, teasing her lightly and gesturing to where his pool of wash was. He schooled his face into straightness as he lay her undergarments on the bush as well, hoping to refrain from embarrassing the woman. "I won't make you help me, but maybe you can keep me company? Vleyth is great, but usually he starts chattering about his last meal, and I'm pretty sure every fat wherry looks the same. He insists that it's not true." It's not! This morning, one of them was so full of meat that I only needed a small second one to fill up! the bronze broadcast to both of them. The man smiled indulgently at the dragon, and looked back to Ali.
The woman looked as if she were trying to compose herself, Is my presence so scary to women? he sent, concerned that their night together had been more violent than he remembered. Did he scar her emotionally after that? Some women couldn't handle flightlust. Ask her, she was there. J'tir cleared his throat, "I... I hope I didn't hurt you that night. I regret that my duties have kept me from spending much time trying to find you." he said, the regret clear in his voice. He usually tried to check up on the women who were the recipients of flightlust couplings, but he hadn't been able to in her case. Guilt racked him as he convinced himself that he was a bad person. I had many boys to choose from when you Impressed, but I chose you. You are not a bad person. Quit eavesdropping! the bronzerider scolded, halfheartedly. But instead he was grateful to his bonded. It helped to hear those words. "I missed you."
Shaking out her clothes and laying them flat on a nearby sun-covered bush, J'tir tried to think of what to say. "Vleyth grew well, and fast! I adore him," he started, genuine love for his bonded coloring his tone, his grin spread across his face, "And yeah, I thought I was doing my own washing, but it seems I was doing yours. I still have a basket of my own over there." he finished, teasing her lightly and gesturing to where his pool of wash was. He schooled his face into straightness as he lay her undergarments on the bush as well, hoping to refrain from embarrassing the woman. "I won't make you help me, but maybe you can keep me company? Vleyth is great, but usually he starts chattering about his last meal, and I'm pretty sure every fat wherry looks the same. He insists that it's not true." It's not! This morning, one of them was so full of meat that I only needed a small second one to fill up! the bronze broadcast to both of them. The man smiled indulgently at the dragon, and looked back to Ali.
The woman looked as if she were trying to compose herself, Is my presence so scary to women? he sent, concerned that their night together had been more violent than he remembered. Did he scar her emotionally after that? Some women couldn't handle flightlust. Ask her, she was there. J'tir cleared his throat, "I... I hope I didn't hurt you that night. I regret that my duties have kept me from spending much time trying to find you." he said, the regret clear in his voice. He usually tried to check up on the women who were the recipients of flightlust couplings, but he hadn't been able to in her case. Guilt racked him as he convinced himself that he was a bad person. I had many boys to choose from when you Impressed, but I chose you. You are not a bad person. Quit eavesdropping! the bronzerider scolded, halfheartedly. But instead he was grateful to his bonded. It helped to hear those words. "I missed you."
