14.Jun.22, 10:48 AM
"It's okay," the bronzerider insisted. He knew the etiquette with females, never taught what to do with a man because that simply wasn't done. He should've been prepared for it considering the amount of male ridden greens there were in each weyr but he hadn't even entertained the idea. Which was stupid and he knew it. "You don't have to apologize I just..." his jaw twitched as his voice trailed off, still trying to ignore how his body was making a liar out of everything they knew.
"I don't even know what I like anymore," he said with soft honesty as his hand shifted, to drag through his dark hair. And it was honest, it was obvious even without Viskuth's intervention that D'sen had enjoyed himself or was going to enjoy himself, his body had made that intention abundantly clear. It was only Viskuth that helped him relax enough about wanting the man in his arms to not care what others think.
"I'm not desperate," he insisted with a growl and a squeeze of his arm, "And I never said I wasn't attracted to you. I only meant if you didn't stop moving I was going to explode. Men who're just looking to get their dick wet aren't worth it." More of that honesty and the edges of his cheeks were warm with it. He didn't generally go about admitting his attraction to people, women or men, he wasn't like R'nar. It didn't come easily to him. It had to be worried and poked and forced out of him in a rush of words and blushes.
"Well... I don't know what I was planning on doing," he told the greenrider with a nonplussed tone. He hadn't been wanting to leave but he hadn't thought about what he wanted to do all the way through. He was unsure and a little shy about the entire situation. It was disconcerting. You could just... Let go, have a little fun. It won't kill you D'sen the bronze told him quietly as he mantled a wing to snug it back around Fayath with a pleased rumble.
"I don't even know what I like anymore," he said with soft honesty as his hand shifted, to drag through his dark hair. And it was honest, it was obvious even without Viskuth's intervention that D'sen had enjoyed himself or was going to enjoy himself, his body had made that intention abundantly clear. It was only Viskuth that helped him relax enough about wanting the man in his arms to not care what others think.
"I'm not desperate," he insisted with a growl and a squeeze of his arm, "And I never said I wasn't attracted to you. I only meant if you didn't stop moving I was going to explode. Men who're just looking to get their dick wet aren't worth it." More of that honesty and the edges of his cheeks were warm with it. He didn't generally go about admitting his attraction to people, women or men, he wasn't like R'nar. It didn't come easily to him. It had to be worried and poked and forced out of him in a rush of words and blushes.
"Well... I don't know what I was planning on doing," he told the greenrider with a nonplussed tone. He hadn't been wanting to leave but he hadn't thought about what he wanted to do all the way through. He was unsure and a little shy about the entire situation. It was disconcerting. You could just... Let go, have a little fun. It won't kill you D'sen the bronze told him quietly as he mantled a wing to snug it back around Fayath with a pleased rumble.