20.Apr.18, 04:44 AM
K’tir was an early riser, having never seen the point of sleeping in and missing a vast portion of the day and the light with which to work in. So he had risen with the sun and decided to spend part of the day at Telgar Weyr to visit an old friend or two before returning to Ista by dinner to catch up with his children. The early morning had been spent with a surprise visit to a greenriding past lover of his. The conversation had been enjoyable and the sex was still amazing. K’tir was just giving his lover a little hands on farewell and making a mental note to pop in randomly for such visits when Ghaeth’s enthusiastic voice came bursting into his head.
Okalinath is Flying! She’s always so nice to me. I’m going to chase. There was no asking permission, only a statement of a fact, though K’tir wouldn’t have denied him the chance anyway. Ghaeth was like a large excited puppy and he deserved treats too. At least now he knew why he was ready for another romp with the greenrider after they were already dressed again and about to part ways! Damn dragonlust could still sneak up on him when he wasn’t paying attention.
“Your Weyrwoman’s dragon calls,” he murmured against his lover’s mouth before nipping lightly on his lower lip. “Until next time,” he smirked, turned on his heel, and made his way to Kahleena, encouraging Ghaeth to give it all he had today. He wasn’t one to rock the boat or even care if brownriders had more power again, but he suspected it’d be fun to see the reactions some had to a brown winning a gold Flight when it hadn’t happened lately.
“Your Weyrwoman’s dragon calls,” he murmured against his lover’s mouth before nipping lightly on his lower lip. “Until next time,” he smirked, turned on his heel, and made his way to Kahleena, encouraging Ghaeth to give it all he had today. He wasn’t one to rock the boat or even care if brownriders had more power again, but he suspected it’d be fun to see the reactions some had to a brown winning a gold Flight when it hadn’t happened lately.