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31.Mar.21, 06:31 AM
Casa laughed softly at S’far’s greeting, sitting up lazily and stealing a pillow that had been kicked aside to put behind her, leaning back with a yawn as she watched her companion quietly. Modesty wasn’t something she really had any care for, but it was polite, so she gave the sheet a flick and let it rest across her, hiding most of her body from view as S’far babbled. “Thallyath seems quite pleased with herself,” Casa murmured lightly, amused by her dragon. At least this time it was a bronze, and not a blue! Hopefully the clutch would be healthier and bigger as a result; Casa couldn’t stand the thought that her first clutch was so disastrous because Thallyath was… defective.
“No need to rush off,” she said in amusement, “I won’t bite you unless you want me to.” For all that she was quick to jump her fuck buddies, Casa was polite and she wasn’t going to throw herself at someone who wasn’t receptive. Though S’far was certainly a bit older than the majority of Casa’s partners, she wasn’t against a clear headed tumble, and took a slow, lingering look at what she could see of the bronzerider as she shrugged one shoulder. She’d bedded worse, unfortunately (bedding them was unfortunate, not S’far). “You’re welcome to stay.” Casa fluttered her lashes at S’far, but her smile was mischievous and playful.
Letting her amusement slide for the moment, Casa tilted her head at S’far. “I doubt this will change anything between the Weyrs. I hardly think J’zaq will step aside just because your boy won, and I’d hate to have to train you up after spending so long wrapping him around my finger.” She winked, turning the comment into playful dramatics. It was true, but he didn’t need to know how true it was. After a pause, she grinned. “You’re welcome to use my bath if you want. I could even wash your back for you.” Her smirk was pure mischief, and she ran her fingers tauntingly across her collar bone.
“No need to rush off,” she said in amusement, “I won’t bite you unless you want me to.” For all that she was quick to jump her fuck buddies, Casa was polite and she wasn’t going to throw herself at someone who wasn’t receptive. Though S’far was certainly a bit older than the majority of Casa’s partners, she wasn’t against a clear headed tumble, and took a slow, lingering look at what she could see of the bronzerider as she shrugged one shoulder. She’d bedded worse, unfortunately (bedding them was unfortunate, not S’far). “You’re welcome to stay.” Casa fluttered her lashes at S’far, but her smile was mischievous and playful.
Letting her amusement slide for the moment, Casa tilted her head at S’far. “I doubt this will change anything between the Weyrs. I hardly think J’zaq will step aside just because your boy won, and I’d hate to have to train you up after spending so long wrapping him around my finger.” She winked, turning the comment into playful dramatics. It was true, but he didn’t need to know how true it was. After a pause, she grinned. “You’re welcome to use my bath if you want. I could even wash your back for you.” Her smirk was pure mischief, and she ran her fingers tauntingly across her collar bone.
