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13.Nov.12, 02:10 AM
“No more greens…” J’ver decided he really liked the sound of that and was shocked at himself for how easily he believed both Tyrrisath and S’kef when they said it. The brown duo was just as cunning as he was but in this, he knew every word spoken was the truth. Just like he knew the idea to be nice in public and show him off as his adorable mate was spoken in truth as well. That was an odd concept to J’ver who had never really been one for displays of affection but he did like being paraded around like he was important and something to admire and certainly loved being pampered. So the idea of having S’kef dote on him in public was something he could warm up to. “You already know I’ll do anything to help keep you in power and if this will help with our ultimate plan, then we’ll cuddle and coo at each other every chance we get.” He wondered how long they could keep that up if they went to the extreme like some of the mates wandering around but J’ver supposed that would seem false if they tried that and figured hand-holding would work for them.
When Talian was mentioned, J’ver leaned in a little closer to inspect the lip that had been viscously attacked and frowned. “It does look like my sweet healer needs to tend to it. We will go to him later. I don’t trust any of the other fools that I don’t think are truly healers to look at y--” the rant about the competence of the staff that was about to begin was easily cut short and forgotten when S’kef kissed him and slid a hand under his shirt. J’ver also forgot, or at least decided he didn’t care, that B’jin had been writhing underneath his brownrider earlier and that S’kef likely hadn’t bathed before coming home. It didn’t matter; J’ver had his brownrider with him again, the man that was destined to be with him. All J’ver wanted was to spend the night tangled in bed with S’kef, forgetting all of the ugly business about green sluts.
While S’kef thought he was bold with the hand under the shirt, J’ver took it even further and started undoing the man’s pants, “I’ll always be your good boy, S’kef. No one understands or loves you like I do.” Confessing his feelings to the man he shifted around to straddle the lap of was still a bit hard to do but J’ver was finding ways around and when he had to say it, it was tossed in with something else so he almost fooled himself as if he wasn’t making himself vulnerable and open for an attack by the one man that could lift him to power or destroy him for good.
When Talian was mentioned, J’ver leaned in a little closer to inspect the lip that had been viscously attacked and frowned. “It does look like my sweet healer needs to tend to it. We will go to him later. I don’t trust any of the other fools that I don’t think are truly healers to look at y--” the rant about the competence of the staff that was about to begin was easily cut short and forgotten when S’kef kissed him and slid a hand under his shirt. J’ver also forgot, or at least decided he didn’t care, that B’jin had been writhing underneath his brownrider earlier and that S’kef likely hadn’t bathed before coming home. It didn’t matter; J’ver had his brownrider with him again, the man that was destined to be with him. All J’ver wanted was to spend the night tangled in bed with S’kef, forgetting all of the ugly business about green sluts.
While S’kef thought he was bold with the hand under the shirt, J’ver took it even further and started undoing the man’s pants, “I’ll always be your good boy, S’kef. No one understands or loves you like I do.” Confessing his feelings to the man he shifted around to straddle the lap of was still a bit hard to do but J’ver was finding ways around and when he had to say it, it was tossed in with something else so he almost fooled himself as if he wasn’t making himself vulnerable and open for an attack by the one man that could lift him to power or destroy him for good.
