18.Sep.12, 01:28 AM
"She's only risen once, and it wasn't so bad. I can only hope she makes as good of choices as I do." Knowing his own dragon, Charath likely wouldn't. She'd only think about herself, about what male dragon was the most attractive to her in that moment. Erisi hoped that she didn't take to letting Bronzes fly her all the time. He'd been in one unusual situation already - there was no need to let himself be thrust into more. If his dragon had the capacity to be considerate to him during her flight lust, she'd pick Veeth. Perhaps it was a dick move on his part to want his dragon to end up with one she didn't particularly favor. Either way, one of them was going to end up slighted, and the sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach let him know that he had drawn the short stick in their relationship.
Valerian likely witnessed for just a few seconds a genuine smile appearing on Erisi's face. There was a certain flood of nostalgia that came from such a simple question. The Harper had to once again question why it took him so long to realize that Valerian was someone he much preferred to see without clothes on. He supposed it was because he had valued their friendship so much, but then again, he had valued Talian's friendship as well and he had taken full advantage of him. Erisi attributed his error to a long period of blindness induced from not getting laid. It was not a mistake with Valerian that he made since then.
"I wanna do a lot more than make out," he teased, "but I take what I can get." He could feel Charath's annoyance, much like a gnat flitting around his head. But, she was always annoyed with him when he started pursuing someone else's attention. Her love for Valerian made her unusually tolerable of her bonded's physical desire for the Blue Weyrling. I just want to let you know that the moment you get carried away is the moment I decide I will let Gugaroth fly me every time I'm in the mood. Gugaroth's can call you His Queen. It will be adoraaabblllee.
He mentally tried to swat her words away, and only listened just enough to appease his Green before turning against Valerian. A little make out session was certain to life his mood, and it was the best way he could think of to let Valerian know that the man's friendship was valued, but physical gratification was doubly desirable. He didn't wait long to engage his friend in a kiss, a hand moving to rest on Valerian's side while his lips locked to his friend's. Ah, yes, he liked to think that this was how every night should end, or begin.
Valerian likely witnessed for just a few seconds a genuine smile appearing on Erisi's face. There was a certain flood of nostalgia that came from such a simple question. The Harper had to once again question why it took him so long to realize that Valerian was someone he much preferred to see without clothes on. He supposed it was because he had valued their friendship so much, but then again, he had valued Talian's friendship as well and he had taken full advantage of him. Erisi attributed his error to a long period of blindness induced from not getting laid. It was not a mistake with Valerian that he made since then.
"I wanna do a lot more than make out," he teased, "but I take what I can get." He could feel Charath's annoyance, much like a gnat flitting around his head. But, she was always annoyed with him when he started pursuing someone else's attention. Her love for Valerian made her unusually tolerable of her bonded's physical desire for the Blue Weyrling. I just want to let you know that the moment you get carried away is the moment I decide I will let Gugaroth fly me every time I'm in the mood. Gugaroth's can call you His Queen. It will be adoraaabblllee.
He mentally tried to swat her words away, and only listened just enough to appease his Green before turning against Valerian. A little make out session was certain to life his mood, and it was the best way he could think of to let Valerian know that the man's friendship was valued, but physical gratification was doubly desirable. He didn't wait long to engage his friend in a kiss, a hand moving to rest on Valerian's side while his lips locked to his friend's. Ah, yes, he liked to think that this was how every night should end, or begin.