18.Jul.19, 08:12 PM
B’jin was trembling in anticipation, and for once not even remotely concerned about the fact that he was clearly excited about the promises that D’hys had made. His whole body was throbbing in time to the blueriders’ touches, grunting in surprise when he was suddenly pulled flush against D’hys’ chest. He trembled, eyes huge at the thought of being made a public spectacle. He honestly did not want that, but he was successfully distracted by D’hys’ abusive fingers and low words. B’jin gave an affirmative whimper; home sounded so good. He was too lost in the cascade of lust to be sidetracked by thinking of D’hys’ weyr as ‘home’. He was one to usually call anywhere he set up camp ‘home’. Nonetheless, it would have made him sad; R’nd was home.
But D’hys was a fucking glorious vacation!
The smack to his arse had B’jin skittering forward, glancing between the two dragons before Larrikith snorted at him and took to the skies without him. B’jin shrugged, and scrambled up the much bigger blue to sit behind D’hys; as soon as they were both strapped in, B’jin’s hands were fossicking under D’hys’ clothing to stroke at warm skin, while he rocked his hips against the bluerider wantonly. B’jin had no interest in ever topping — the very thought was prone to sending him into panic attacks — but he wasn’t about to sit still when there was a gorgeous bluerider before him that he could climb all over without being thrown off. Riding straps were wonderful, frustrating things!
But D’hys was a fucking glorious vacation!
The smack to his arse had B’jin skittering forward, glancing between the two dragons before Larrikith snorted at him and took to the skies without him. B’jin shrugged, and scrambled up the much bigger blue to sit behind D’hys; as soon as they were both strapped in, B’jin’s hands were fossicking under D’hys’ clothing to stroke at warm skin, while he rocked his hips against the bluerider wantonly. B’jin had no interest in ever topping — the very thought was prone to sending him into panic attacks — but he wasn’t about to sit still when there was a gorgeous bluerider before him that he could climb all over without being thrown off. Riding straps were wonderful, frustrating things!