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31.Aug.14, 12:38 PM
Ekshan sipped at his wine, more to keep his mouth and hands busy with something other than K'tir, which was very tempting. The other man's words provided a further distraction and Ekshan found himself nodding as K'tir shared about the Weyr's reasons for returning North. He'd heard about the landslide and the number of lives, both human and dragon it had claimed. It seemed that despite it's initial beauty there were plenty of dangers in the South as well. K'tir's tone was calm, but his actions spoke of a deeper pain that had yet to fully heal.
His gaze followed the Brownrider's empty glance, lifting back to K'ti'r face at his mention of some of them being lonely. Ekshan felt his face flush a hot red and quickly shifted his gaze back to his glass which he swiftly drained. He was familiar with such looks from Gabrin to know what they meant and where they usually led. He still had enough of the innocent hold boy left in him to flush at K'tir's attention and what his word's implied. Though he would have liked to show the other man just how he felt he was too controlled to give into that desire, at least out in public. K'tir's reputation may not have been ruined by such actions becoming public knowledge, but his surely would be.
Tempting as it was it was to respond to the intensity of K'tir's gaze, Ekshan contented himself with waiting to fully express himself someplace private. He didn't trust himself to be able be remain discreet for much longer though. The thought of being with someone other than Gabrin was a strange mix of exhilaration and terror and if not for the wine he probably would have scuttled off long ago. "It can be lonely here as well at times." He said breathily as he slid his empty glass next to the wine bottle. Loniness had become his best friend before Gabrin, though even he failed to keep it at bay all the time. Gabrin was a busy man and Ekshan was mostly just his current and rather well kept diversion.
He looked back up at K'tir, taking a quick breath. Damn it, it was easier to feign self control when he wasn't looking at the other man. "Though I suppose as a dragonrider you are never truly lonely." His voice touched with uncharacteristic longing for such a deep and endless bond that only death could break. He envied the Northern candidates lucky enough to be searched, so far the Weyr was playing it safe and selecting candidates from outlying cotholds. Avoiding the possibility of angering the more well off holders by "stealing away" any of their sons or daughters.
His gaze followed the Brownrider's empty glance, lifting back to K'ti'r face at his mention of some of them being lonely. Ekshan felt his face flush a hot red and quickly shifted his gaze back to his glass which he swiftly drained. He was familiar with such looks from Gabrin to know what they meant and where they usually led. He still had enough of the innocent hold boy left in him to flush at K'tir's attention and what his word's implied. Though he would have liked to show the other man just how he felt he was too controlled to give into that desire, at least out in public. K'tir's reputation may not have been ruined by such actions becoming public knowledge, but his surely would be.
Tempting as it was it was to respond to the intensity of K'tir's gaze, Ekshan contented himself with waiting to fully express himself someplace private. He didn't trust himself to be able be remain discreet for much longer though. The thought of being with someone other than Gabrin was a strange mix of exhilaration and terror and if not for the wine he probably would have scuttled off long ago. "It can be lonely here as well at times." He said breathily as he slid his empty glass next to the wine bottle. Loniness had become his best friend before Gabrin, though even he failed to keep it at bay all the time. Gabrin was a busy man and Ekshan was mostly just his current and rather well kept diversion.
He looked back up at K'tir, taking a quick breath. Damn it, it was easier to feign self control when he wasn't looking at the other man. "Though I suppose as a dragonrider you are never truly lonely." His voice touched with uncharacteristic longing for such a deep and endless bond that only death could break. He envied the Northern candidates lucky enough to be searched, so far the Weyr was playing it safe and selecting candidates from outlying cotholds. Avoiding the possibility of angering the more well off holders by "stealing away" any of their sons or daughters.
