31.May.19, 12:23 PM
Casa missed Nerreh’s emotional crash, and instead laughed delightedly at the prospect of a grandfather going along as a guardian. The fact that he was the grandfather would probably hold a whole other level of permission-granting effect. After all, no one immediately thought of hot young men when the word was spoken! Though, honestly, some of the dragonriders got away with looking far too hot for their own good, for far too long. Even some of the pre-Plaguers weren’t too hard on the eye, and while Casa was more than young enough to be the daughter of any of them, some of them were far too much fun with their pants down and her skirts up!
“Oh, there are lots of fun older people,” Casa said silkily, smiling coyly at Nerreh. After all, K’tir was a pre-Plaguer (No, he's not, - whatever, he's still definitely considered ‘older’ by the riders my age) - , and he was all kinds of delicious fun! Azrin was older, too, and he didn’t have a dragon to help him keep his wickedly youthful face. Casa quivered with delight, a cool finger walking down her spine as she got lost for a moment in the memories of the things he did to her, and her body. She blinked and leaned forward on the table, resting her chin on both hands, fingers linked, so she didn’t lose one below the table. Faranth, she needed to find someone to fuck.
A lazy smile was given to Nerreh. “You’re welcome,” she said, cheerful and sincere, eye warm and crinkled at the edges before her gaze shifted to look at a group of men sitting at the table behind the Weyrling. Casa studied each of them for a moment before dismissing them with a silent scoff and glanced around more. Green eyes lit up when she spotted R’vi, and her coy smile was back. “We should catch up more often,” Casa said, her gaze shifting back to Nerreh after she’d had Thallyath relay to his blue she wanted his attentions. Her smile was genuine, words sincere. She really did need more friends, as opposed to casual fuck buddies… though it was the fuck buddy her body was craving at that moment… Standing up, Casa casually passed her used dinnerware to a passing greenrider with a wink, before turning back to Nerreh. “I’ll see you later!” Flashing a bright smile, Casa flounced over to R’vi and slipped under his arm, wrapping her own around his waist, letting him lead them to the first empty semi-private space they could find.
“Oh, there are lots of fun older people,” Casa said silkily, smiling coyly at Nerreh. After all, K’tir was a pre-Plaguer (
A lazy smile was given to Nerreh. “You’re welcome,” she said, cheerful and sincere, eye warm and crinkled at the edges before her gaze shifted to look at a group of men sitting at the table behind the Weyrling. Casa studied each of them for a moment before dismissing them with a silent scoff and glanced around more. Green eyes lit up when she spotted R’vi, and her coy smile was back. “We should catch up more often,” Casa said, her gaze shifting back to Nerreh after she’d had Thallyath relay to his blue she wanted his attentions. Her smile was genuine, words sincere. She really did need more friends, as opposed to casual fuck buddies… though it was the fuck buddy her body was craving at that moment… Standing up, Casa casually passed her used dinnerware to a passing greenrider with a wink, before turning back to Nerreh. “I’ll see you later!” Flashing a bright smile, Casa flounced over to R’vi and slipped under his arm, wrapping her own around his waist, letting him lead them to the first empty semi-private space they could find.