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18/MAROn 18.03.742 Bronzerider A’dris of Vyaniorth was found dead in his personal bathing pool. He appears to have drowned after drinking an excess of alcohol. Afterwards it was realized that Machiya of Gold Cameth from Telgar Weyr had disappeared. Having never arrived at her destination, it is suspected she had an accident between.
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Of Baths and Booze [Ryvian]

V'ra
of Blue Venseth

Date of Birth
05.04.716 AL, 28
Height
4'9
Eyes
Blue
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Slim
Hair
Dark Brown

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38
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354

Written By: ThistleProse
#1
When Nyvian – N’vian – had finally been dragged off by the Weyrlingmaster, and the hatching sands had emptied of other occupants, Indivara moved to stand before Ryvian and offered him a hand, pulling the other weyrbrat to his feet and offering a vague smile. “C’mon, Ry.” Weaving her arm around his waist, Indivara curled against his side and urged him off the sands, and out into the far too bright sunshine; the girl squinting as she figured out what to do. Ideally, a bath and breakfast would be at the top of the list, but Indivara was not sure Ryvian cared about whether he smelled of sour wine and she was quite sure he was not hungry. The girl bit her lip for a moment, chewing on it as she considered. After a moment, she turned and dragged him towards the bathhouse.

He might not care if he smelled like sour wine, but she did!

The young man did not seem to be aware of anything at all, after squinting at the sun, and plodded along beside her without a word. That, frankly, suited Indivara just fine as she attempted to plan which bath would be best to shove him into; she didn’t want him to drown, and she certainly had no plans to topple in with him. Before her pregnancy, Indivara had been exceedingly twitchy about letting people see her body, notably where she was scarred over chest and shoulders – bad enough people stared at her face, she didn’t need them staring at the rest of her in shock or horror, either!

Since giving birth to Varlea, Indivara’s modesty had increased, with the girl wearing longer pants where once she had been quite happy to just run around in a stolen shirt and knickers. Now, not so, as stretch marks marred her upper thighs, her stomach and her lower back. Never mind the soft tummy she had been left with once Varlea had vacated it! Where once Indivara had refrained from sleeping with her friend in part because it was fun, and in part because she was shy about her scarring – now she had no desire to ever let any of them see her even half naked. Her body frightened her, and she could not (would not) imagine how they would react to it.

“In here,” she instructed, puffing slightly in part from having to half support Ryvian, and in part from so much exercise after sitting around for the past three months doing next to nothing while pregnant, and then doing very little after birthing the baby. The muscles in her legs objected to so much walking! Kicking a bathroom door open, Indivara shoved Ryvian in and kicked the door shut again. “You stink,” she explained as she knelt to undo the laces on his boots, and then stood, waving for him to kick them off before pointedly indicating the robe was to come off as well. Then she pointed at the tub. “In!”

When he was in the water, and she was warily convinced he was not about to drown himself, Indivara flicked off her own shoes – little girly slippers, of all things – and wandered to the far end of the tup. Eyeing Ryvian warily as she sat on the edge, Indivara rolled her pants up to her knees, and put her feet into the warm water, a look of relief etching over her face even as she glared at the boy though the expression. “Don’t,” she warned, unwilling to be tugged into the water. Pity sex was so not happening!

“When I can breathe around you again without choking on stink, we’ll go get some food and I’ll raid Jada’s supply of booze. She has a rather elegant collection, you know.” Indivara grinned impishly, brushing stray strands of dark hair off her face; her hair was frizzing in the humidity. “After last night, Krypth won’t tell her, either.” The girl’s smirk was truly evil, and radiated smug. She’d been trying to get into Jada’s supply for the past two turns!

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R'vi
of Blue Vydoriath

Date of Birth
28.05.712, 32
Height
5'9
Eyes
Blue
Build
Lean, fit
Hair
Brown, shaggy

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13
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Written By: SunsetWay
#2
The sun was far too bright and the crowd far too chipper for Ryvian as he shuffled alongside Indivara. Most of the time he forgot she was there despite the way he leaned against her though he made vague and softly spoken comments about not wanting to bathe but wanting to go to bed. He was tired! So very tired. Still, he allowed himself to be led to wherever Indivara wanted him, trusting his friend entirely. She was currently the only factor in his life that hadn’t changed on him and it was reassuring. Sure, she was a mother now and sometimes had a squealing baby around her and she didn’t smack him nearly as much as before but at least she hadn’t wandered off with a dragonet and forgotten him behind.

When the order came to kick off his boots, Ryvian did so with a bit of struggle though stripping off the robe was much easier and quicker. He didn’t turn away from Indivara or insult either of them by pretending he was shy and didn’t want her to see him naked. He’d strut around in the nude half the day every day if he could! The robe was dropped to the ground and given a light kick, sending it sliding along the floor a few feet before it came to a rest. Ryvian stared at it a moment and then obeyed the command to get into the water. He didn’t want a bath but it did seem warm and inviting all the same.

Once seated, he let out a long sigh that even he couldn’t tell if it was borne of relief or longing. The water felt nice on his aching body but the day had hurt him far deeper than sex and alcohol could. “Don’t?” Ryvian blinked a couple of times to come out of his trance and stared at Indivara curiously. What wasn’t he supposed to do? Why did she have to be so cryptic? He was about to pout when his usual self popped up briefly and Ryvian smirked just as briefly as he realized what she was referring to. “Only this once do you get a free pass.” Next time they were alone in a tub, however, would be a different story!

“I’m not very hungry …or thirsty really. Maybe later though?” Ryvian was still trying to smile as his gaze swept between his friend and the way his fingers skimmed over the surface of the water as something to keep himself busy with. “I should really get to bed soon. I didn’t get much sleep before the Hatching. I was with Z’ia,” Ryvian grinned, as he replayed some of the finer points of the night with the bluerider, using it as a pleasant distraction from all the emotions and realizations that were creeping up on him. He was a naturally cheerful man but so reliant on his twin as well that Ryvian couldn’t figure out what mood he was in or how to stay in the more selfish and depressive one.

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V'ra
of Blue Venseth

Date of Birth
05.04.716 AL, 28
Height
4'9
Eyes
Blue
Build
Slim
Hair
Dark Brown

Threads
38
Posts
354

Written By: ThistleProse
#3
Indivara’s eyebrows arched up dramatically and she smiled sweetly at Ryvian. “I didn’t ask if you were. That’s what we’re doing, and you’ll be a good boy and do as you’re told.” Sugar coated her words and Indivara slowly flicked her feet back and forwards, shifting the water around them where she sat on the edge of the tub. She didn’t really care what Ryvian wanted right then, mostly because she was quite sure even he wouldn’t be sure of what it was he would want until the shock of his brother’s Impression mellowed and went away and Skorzanth became a part of life. It would be quicker for Nyvian, of course; the newly Impressed seemed to adjust to their new life with extreme speed – Ryvian would take more time. Despite that, Indivara did not have forever, and her patience would likely wear thin before his bath was over.

“Of course you were,” Indivara drawled, not at all surprised to learn Ryvian had been in someone’s bed for at least some part of the night – she was honestly more surprised it hadn’t been shared between several someone’s beds. Her fellow Weyrbrat was as whorish as Grith! (Though the dragon, at least, had the excuse of not remembering who or when her last fuck was. Ryvian had no such fall back.) Indivara’s nose scrunched up, and she leaned forward slightly to dip her hands into the warm water, lifting them, and watching as it dripped back into the tub. It was nice, to hear the sounds of water and not immediately be convinced she was about to wet her pants. There was absolutely nothing glamorous about being pregnant!

“Was V’ler there?” Brilliant blue eyes lifted to search Ryvian’s face, a slight frown on her features. She was not sure if she would be more surprised by the bluerider’s participation, or not. It seemed like the man was ever entwined with someone – whether because his dragon won, or lost. Did he ever rest? The girl’s eyes rolled. Whether or not he spent his nights fucking, the bastard was undoubtedly getting more sleep than her – she was convinced Varlea slept through the day, just to be wide awake for most the night. It didn’t help that Jada would steal the baby as soon as she started getting sleepy and not give her back to Indivara, who was determined to keep the little mite awake so they could both sleep at night.

Maybe she would have the night to herself and just feed Varlea before palming her off on some dragonrider or another. That sounded like a good plan to the girl, and she withdrew her legs from the water and stood up carefully, not keen on slipping and breaking her neck. Making it to the sidewall, Indivara collected some soap sand before wandering back, and putting it down near Ryvian. “He left his mark on your shoulder,” Indivara snorted as she slipped into the tub behind her friend, still fully clothed, and used both hands to dump water over the top of his head. “He probably gave you his lice, too.” An impish grin was on her lips as she followed the dumped water with a handful of soap sand, which she slapped onto Ryvian’s head (with very little care for his hangover) and started scrubbing.

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R'vi
of Blue Vydoriath

Date of Birth
28.05.712, 32
Height
5'9
Eyes
Blue
Build
Lean, fit
Hair
Brown, shaggy

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13
Posts
191

Written By: SunsetWay
#4
Why was Indivara asking about V’ler’s location? He wasn’t the keeper of the bluerider and didn’t really care where the man went or which bed he was in at any given moment. All Ryvian knew was that he was the only one in Z’ia’s bed the night before as not even D’hys was around since he had a greenrider to continue charming. “There wasn’t enough space or attention for him in that bed,” Ryvian managed to reply without sounding too bitter or annoyed that Indivara seemed more interested in – what he could figure out to be – a one-time hook-up with a bluerider that had a busier sex life than the twins combined.

Ryvian wasn’t the most attentive person that morning and even though he saw Indivara moving around, it really didn’t register. The warm water that was soon dripping down his face was a shock but at least it wasn’t cold so Ryvian made no move to wipe it away and in fact found it fitting to his mood in some symbolic way. “Maybe I should shave all of my hair off then,” a short and breathy chuckle came with the words though Ryvian contemplated the idea seriously for a moment. He loved his hair and loved that Nyvian had the same messy style but would his brother have it for much longer? Should they continue to look alike when they were clearly in different areas of life now? It was something to consider, but later, when he wasn’t getting his hair washed by Indivara.

Speaking of that…

“Are you going to give me a full body scrub down next?” He may have said he wouldn’t jump her in the bath but Ryvian didn’t say he wouldn’t make comments or hope for her touch in all the right places! Ryvian was pretty sure he was going to make himself dizzy with his attitude adjusting from one extreme to the other but at least Indivara was trying to help and Ryvian was willing to go along with it the best he could.

Still it was obvious he was a far mellower version of himself when Ryvian noticed Indivara was sitting in the water with him and fully clothed. He didn’t invite her to strip down and soak in the nude with him, nor did he even touch any of her clothing – playing with the water trickling through his fingers was far more important – instead Ryvian pouted at the girl. “You don’t have any dry clothes to change into. Your mother will probably blame me as well.” He may have been out of it then and still now but Ryvian remembered enough to know that people would have seen Indivara escorting him to the bathhouse. Too bad the gossip would be better than the truth.

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V'ra
of Blue Venseth

Date of Birth
05.04.716 AL, 28
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4'9
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Blue
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Slim
Hair
Dark Brown

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38
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Written By: ThistleProse
#5
“I may,” Indivara teased playfully, her eyebrows wiggling as she peered over Ryvian’s shoulder at the boy, grinning brightly. She was pleased to see some part of the friend she knew peering out from under the cloud of self-pity. She did not blame him for feeling sorry for himself; she had been as bad (if not worse, in her own way) when Kerrin had Impressed. She just was not interested in letting him wallow there for too long. He was far more fun when he was happy and being an annoying sexaholic with far too many ideas of what he’d do to her, than when he was drowning in his self-inflicted unhappiness.

Leaning back again, Indivara roughed up his hair a bit more, watching the foam flick in random directions, before lowering her hands to put light pressure on her friend’s shoulders, encouraging him to drop under the water and scrub the sand out. She did not have the strength herself to dunk him, and was not too keen on encouraging him to drown himself, or dunk her in return. Indivara brushed his hair back from his face as he breeched the surface, hands trailing lightly down his back. “Probably,” she murmured lowly as she rubbed soap sand between her hands and then spread it over the top of Ryvian’s shoulders.  The silence that had occurred between his statement and her answer had been decent, but hardly important to the girl, who continued the conversation as if there had been no silence at all.

“You were willing to tell her Varlea was yours, though,” Indivara pointed out quietly, encouraging Ryvian to stand by digging her fingers into his ribs when her soapy hands met the surface of the water. She grunted in startled pain when he rewarded her efforts with an elbow to her still tender guts, and the girl shoved him roughly in the back in retaliation with a wordless, but no less angry, cry, forgetting about the soap coating both his skin and her own.

As a result, Indivara face planted into Ryvian’s back with a squeal of shock when her hands slipped across his skin with skidding little jumps, before meeting nothing but cold air. Grabbing at his chest with clawed fingers, arms wrapped tight, Indivara managed to save herself from collapsing completely into the water, and stood frozen for several moments before relaxing slowly. Indivara dropped her head again against Ryvian’s back, a small, short-lived motion that clearly stated what an idiot she currently believed herself to be. After all, what kind of fool tries to shove a soapy body with soapy hands?! “That was stupid,” she murmured, knowing well enough that while Ryvian may well agree with her, he would never state such a fact himself (or, at least not under normal circumstances); her actions might be stupid, but she still could house a decent punch.

Stepping back, she withdrew her hands from the young man and dunked them in the water, rinsing them off before wiping soap that had transferred from his back to her, off her face. “There is clothing down the hall,” she added, deciding to keep her playful comment of their streaking through the Weyr to herself after such a stupid stunt, and she plucked the wet shirt from where it was stuck against her with soap and water uncomfortably. She had not planned to get so wet, and was less than thrilled with how clingy the garment had become.

Sighing irritably at herself, Indivara stepped forward again, soaping up her hands and fighting off the completely hormonal and undesired urge to cry as she did so. She would not cry! She had done far too much of that in the past several months, and she didn’t want to freak out Ryvian. Besides, she was supposed to be making him feel better, albeit not quite in the way he would probably most appreciate! That allowed a small smile to creep over Indivara’s face, though she blinked in surprise when she found Ryvian facing her, instead of with his back to her, which was how she was quite sure she had left him. The girl shrugged, and smeared soap over his chest with both hands.

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R'vi
of Blue Vydoriath

Date of Birth
28.05.712, 32
Height
5'9
Eyes
Blue
Build
Lean, fit
Hair
Brown, shaggy

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13
Posts
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Written By: SunsetWay
#6
A ‘maybe’ was better than a ‘no’ even if Ryvian knew they kind of meant the same thing with Indivara. Still, he’d take it and properly use any openings for further flirting when they came up. It was one of the best ways to trick them both into believing he wasn’t shattering slowly on the inside. With a deep breath, he continued being a good boy and dunked under the water to rinse away the soap sand. There wasn’t anything for Indivara to worry about with him and the water. Ryvian had several times in the past swallowed water the wrong way while playing around in the lake and hadn’t enjoyed that sensation too much. Drowning did not appeal to the man in the least! He wasn’t that depressed to begin with. Life was all sorts of wrong right then and he wasn’t sure what to do with himself now, but Ryvian hadn’t given up entirely. Besides, he’d miss out on the sweet gestures Indivara was giving him like brushing his hair from his face when he resurfaced. Life sucked but it wasn’t over and even his devastated state could figure that out.

“Yeah, but that was different,” Indivara’s mother would have probably thanked him for knocking up her wild child daughter but getting clothes wet or potentially ruined? He’d be in trouble. His mother had been like that anyway. They only had so many clothes with them in exile and it carried over into the time she had at Katila before dying. Maybe that was why he didn’t take to wearing too many articles of clothing at one time; less to ruin by accident. Ryvian liked the theory and smiled softly to himself as he remembered his mom. He tried not to think about their parents that often since he knew it also made Nyvian sad but sometimes a memory came back and he couldn’t help it.

With an undignified shriek caused from an attack to his side, Ryvian reacted by elbowing the cause on instinct borne of self preservation. If that wasn’t a sign he was still fine on some level, Ryvian didn’t know what else was needed! He was suddenly being hit in the back by what he assumed after a moment was Indivara’s face as she held onto him and Ryvian was completely confused by everything and held perfectly still. He’d let Indivara move first before he hurt her any further, since her own pained noise following his elbow connecting to something finally made sense.

Ryvian continued to stand still, staring at the wall as he thought over his apology before finally saying it. “I’m ticklish and you startled me… it was a reflex. I’m sorry, Indivara,” he didn’t want to risk using his nickname for her in case it made her angrier. He’d already lost Nyvian that day, he didn’t want to lose a friend as well. “And you’re not stupid. I caused it all if you really think about it and you also know there’s clothes down the hall. I didn’t.”

He slowly turned, not wanting to hit her again by accident, to look at Indivara. A frown appeared at exactly how wet she had gotten but he didn’t say anything. A smile managed to appear when he seemed to have caught her off guard likely from turning around and it only grew into a grin when Indivara just shrugged it off and started washing his chest. The comment didn’t need to be made when they both knew already she was turning that ‘maybe’ of earlier into a ‘yes’. Ryvian wasn’t foolish enough to believe it’d be a full rub down like he was hoping for but her kindness was at least appreciated.

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V'ra
of Blue Venseth

Date of Birth
05.04.716 AL, 28
Height
4'9
Eyes
Blue
Build
Slim
Hair
Dark Brown

Threads
38
Posts
354

Written By: ThistleProse
#7
She did not bother responding to any of his comments; the apology was acknowledged, and accepted, but Indivara didn’t see any need nor reason to offer a reply. Nor was the comment about her lack of stupidity, with Indivara reading it more as a mopey sulk than an ego buff for her. She didn’t want to encourage Ryvian to mope, and wasn’t interested in listening to him whine about how stupid he was and that was why a dragonet had chosen Nyvian instead of him… or some such bullshit. Their dragonets would come, and they would be amazing and Indivara cut her thoughts off irritably. Fuck the dragonets.

Despite the harsher edge to her thoughts, Indivara’s touch was light and gentle as her soapy hands moved from over Ryvian’s chest to down his left arm, the motions smooth and methodical. She used the gentle style one of the midwives had shown her for bathing Varlea, and though Indivara was remarkably less worried she would break Ryvian than she was when she was bathing the newborn, her movements were still reserved and almost as if she were walking on glass. Reaching his hand, Indivara washed that, too, before allowing the soapy fingers to slip from between her own, and back into the water. Indivara’s own hands dipped into the bath, before raising small handfuls to drop over her friend’s shoulder and chest, watching as the water slowly rinsed away the soap.

Stepping away, Indivara collected some more of the soap, before returning. This time, she stopped a little closer, the girl not at all unaware of the way her body reacted but unwilling to acknowledge it; Ryvian just wanted her to say he had had her, and Indivara was, to all intents and purposes, a virgin. Oh, she had been in the beds of plenty of flight losers, but she had never slept with someone that was of his own mind. They were a wild, enjoyable ride and Indivara didn’t regret any of them; but she had never known someone that knew she was there, beyond being a pair of legs to rest between. In a way, that, too, was why she refused her friends. What would she do, if they treated her the same way those drunk on flight lust did?

Her touch was light, but firm, hiding the slight tremor in her fingers as she started on Ryvian’s right shoulder, and worked her way down his arm. She refused to look at Ryvian’s face, blue gaze locked firmly on her own hands; her chest felt tight, and Indivara changed to breathing soft, shallow breaths through finely parted lips as she let Ryvian’s fingers go from between her own, and back into the water. Her own hands followed suit, cupping water to drop lightly over her friend’s shoulder, washing away the soap.

As the last of the soap washed away, Indivara’s hands lingered, resting lightly on Ryvian’s chest. She did not seem to be aware she was moving, as she stepped into Ryvian, hands gentle as she gripped his face, and rose up onto her toes to kiss him with gentle hesitance. The girl was quite sure Ryvian only wanted her to notch his bedhead with her name, but that was far from the thought in her mind as she carefully slipped her arms around his neck and used them to lift herself up, so she could wrap her legs around his waist.

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R'vi
of Blue Vydoriath

Date of Birth
28.05.712, 32
Height
5'9
Eyes
Blue
Build
Lean, fit
Hair
Brown, shaggy

Threads
13
Posts
191

Written By: SunsetWay
#8
With each brush of her hands over his body, Ryvian felt a stirring that seemed to bring him out of his shell shock a little more. Life as he knew and was comfortable with was still falling apart around him but Indivara was still there and he still had an attraction to the girl that even his depressed thoughts couldn’t overpower. He was doing his best to behave though. Indivara had already given him the rules though she’d jumped into the water on her and made her breasts all the more prominent with the clinging clothes. Still, he didn’t reach out for a playful grab and didn’t even remark on her new figure.

It was only when a hand lingered on his chest and Indivara started to step closer than Ryvian started to give into the sexual tension he finally noticed had been building during the bath. Arms wrapped around Indivara’s waist as soon as she climbed onto him, his hands sliding down to cup her ass to help hold her in place. He hadn’t been expecting a kiss let alone wherever they were taking it! Two stumbling steps back were taken as Ryvian adjusted to the weight balance but he made sure his lips didn’t leave Indivara’s in the process as he had a feeling once they parted, she’d smack him and blame him for their current position. He’d gladly take the blame, however, and couldn’t exactly hide his arousal for having his friend in his arms right then with him being completely naked.

A part of his mind was clear enough to point out Indivara was likely acting out of pity since she had no interest in him at any other time. The rest of his mind, however, didn’t care and would take whatever she gave for whatever reason. His hands moved to lift Indivara as well as rearrange himself, setting his erection to rest between their bodies instead of under Indivara’s perky bottom and he moaned softy into the mouth his tongue refused to stop exploring as he did so. Z’ia had done a marvellous job wearing him out but this was different; this was the woman he had been chasing for a while and was finally getting some sort of shot at. Ryvian was pretty sure he’d have the stamina for Indivara after walking three days without any food and water!

Working more on autopilot than anything else since he was hung over, soul-shattered, and confused over what was happening to the point he couldn’t even figure out what to do next, Ryvian sloshed forward a few steps before giving up on the idea of lying Indivara on the floor to ravish and sat back down in the water. Only once he was seated did Ryvian risk breaking the kiss, pulling back enough to look at his friend with lust shining bright in slightly unfocused blue eyes as one hand travelled up Indivara’s back to bury fingers in her hair. He didn’t know what to say so he refrained from even saying her name and instead tried to repeat his good luck by going for another kiss.

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She was trembling from head to toe, caught up in the thrill of pure desire as warm hands held her tight against a willing body and delicious lips were hers for the taking - and for a while, Indivara forgot that there was no dragon lust involved as her fingers twined through Ryvian's wet hair, and she drew herself as close to him as she could with a provocative twist of her hips as he shifted her, and himself, before dancing on the spot with indecision. Indivara didn't care where he went, but her arms and legs locked tighter at the unsettling swaying, vaguely aware that they could both end up under the water if he lost his balance.

Then he was sitting, and she rearranged her legs, a wanton moan whispering from her lips to his when the movement caused friction - while pointedly reminding the girl of the layers of clothing she was still doused in. Her hands left their eager wandering if the young man's chest to start on the laces at her shirt front, only to fall into stillness when he pulled away, breaking the kiss. Hazy, lust drowned blue eyes stared at Ryvian. In part, the expression was born of surprise, not expecting to see the young man before (and under) her. The sudden recognition alone made the girl notably skittish; the few seconds of pause as Ryvian seemed to consider how to proceed, or even if he should, were an eternity to the young woman who immediately assumed that like herself, he'd just realised what was happenings and with whom.

Terror flashed through her, washing away the lust and changing the trembling from desire to fear as she stared at Ryvian, convinced the young man was about to start puking on the spot or throw her across the bath so he could flee in terror. Her shirt was half undone, and while it showed no new details, Indivara suddenly felt as if every one of the scars located there was on eye catching display; something no one but Talian and a handful of dragon-drunk riders had ever seen and certainly not something she had ever let her friends see.

So much negative emotion, in a fraction of a moment, was sent swirling into confusion as the young man stole her lips for another kiss and Indivara fell into him. The simple question - 'why?' - swirled continually in her mind before Indivara banished it by grinding against Ryvian almost desperately. The functional part if her wanted to know why, wanted to stop, wanted to flee before she gave him all the ammunition he would ever need to mock her for an eternity, to laugh at her and destroy her. But her body didn't care what the mind wanted; it had been so long, so very long! The girl knew her sex life had been put on hold by Talian's stick-in-the-mud  I'm-a-prude attitude. There had been a six involved (she remembered that, because 'sex' and 'sucks' sounded so similar!) but couldn't remember more. It was more than six hours, but less than six months. Six days sounded good. Six days would be fine. Right?

With lips still locked to Ryvian's, Indivara's hands trailed down his chest slowly, playing over nipples and then the subtle tone of muscles before ending their journey between their legs, touch gentle on hot skin. The moan that left her lips was far more of a plea. She'd forgotten about the events if the morning, of her intent to make Ryvian feel better about his twin impressing while he (they!) were left behind. She'd forgotten he wasn't drunk on flight lust, that he was a friend she'd grown up with, someone she'd never actively viewed as a someone to sleep with; while she had always played along with his flirting she had never looked close enough to find him attractive. Oh, she knew the twins were lookers, that was just common sense, but he had never been a serious option.

Just like she knew there was nothing attractive about herself, and he had never been serious in his playful advances, and she'd be making up all types if scenarios to explain the young man's clear desire of that moment; his fire lizard was chasing and egging him on; he was as desperate as she was, albeit for a way to forget; Krypth was flying and no one had told them. Something. Anything, because the hometown fact that he might actually be genuine in his attraction was certainly not something that crossed Indivara's mind on her own initiative.

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#10
As Indivara’s touch finally reached where he desperately wanted it to, Ryvian gasped and then whimpered from the pleasure. How long had he been chasing her and hoping for such a moment? He wouldn’t lie; it had started out a bit more of a challenge that was fuelled by liking her on a friend level and finally noticing Indivara was growing up and into sex. The more he flirted with her though, the more he genuinely wanted to sleep with her because of true interest and Ryvian knew better than to ever confess to most of that since he’d be slugged instantly by the girl in his lap!

Fingers that were normally so skilled in removing clothing were now shaking and clumsy in their eagerness as Ryvian took over popping free buttons on Indivara’s shirt. Her scarring was never a factor to him since he knew the girl before it happened, during the recovery, and after. Indivara was still the same girl with the same fiery attitude and Ryvian could look beyond the scars on her face. He had never seen the rest on her body and still didn’t see them then as the shirt was finally pushed open to reveal his friend’s breasts for all his exploring needs. With his mouth still attached to Indivara’s, Ryvian grinned briefly as he cupped one, feeling the weight in his hand. Pregnancy had been kind to his friend that had been little more than a board before!

“Di,” Ryvian moaned as he tried to pull away from her mouth, still afraid he’d lose his only chance to kiss her if he stopped for too long, but there was so much more to kiss and begging to be done! “Please?” The word came out as another whimper while he bucked lightly into her hand to give away what he wanted. He wanted her and would take any way she gave, even if it was something as fairly innocent as using her hand. He wouldn’t be sated no matter what was given him in the bath since he had been chasing Indivara for so long. He wanted to lock her away for a full day and night to ravage each other before finally coming close to quelling his needs the girl brought upon him but reality said that would never happen just as it screamed at him that Indivara would snap out of it soon and flee his lap.

Good thing reality was easy to ignore since watching his twin Impress without him and Ryvian continued to toy with a nipple his fingers had found, moaning softly from Indivara’s touch.

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Indivara's face was buried in the crook of Ryvian's neck, her arms still wrapped around him as she slowly came down off her high, and in the process, slowly came back to some semblance of her usual common sense, before bypassing it completely as her mind went into overdrive. Her clothing was lost somewhere at the bottom of the bathtub, and Kerrin would kill her for ruining yet another good outfit. She could barely remember the process of shimmying out of the wet articles, and certainly hadn't cared enough to toss them out of the water. So stupid, so terribly terribly stupid!

"Ry?" Her voice was soft, hoarse and not very typical of her. She didn't remove her face from where it was buried in his neck, and the word came out further muffled. It didn't matter; he'd know it was his nickname she'd said, even if he couldn't hear it for all the blocking it was subjected to. She'd never mistaken one twin for the other before, and often found it amusing how other people couldn't tell them apart and Indivara certainly wasn't about to join them then, by messing up. She leaned back slowly, not enough to give him a good view of anything but her face, but enough that she could blink at him with still foggy eyes. "I'm sorry."

She was clearly at fault, and had taken advantage of her poor friend's emotional shit storm, all to get laid and... Had she just said that apology out loud? Indivara blinked owlishly again, before frowning irritably. Even when Indivara knew she was in the wrong, she wasn't one to apologise, and hearing herself say the words so easily was, at the very least, annoying. At its worst, it was more than a little mortifying. Swollen lips pursed grumpily, Indivara huffed under her breath. Her fingers played in Ryvian's hair for a few moments, lingering at the base of his neck, before she frowned at him seriously. She couldn't even blame him, not when she'd been the one that caused it all and he'd actually managed to behave himself until she said he could do otherwise.

Naturally, that left only one way for the girl to cope with it all. "I hate you." It was stated very matter of fact, and with a decided lack of venom; despite her over working brain and the initial discomfort when her body was less than pleased at being abused so soon after Varlea's attack upon it, Indivara felt good, which just irked her more. How was she supposed to justify her actions to herself, when she'd denied her friend for the past several turns, only to drop her pants because he gave big sad eyes at Nyvian impressing without him? She was no better than a greenriding whore! Worse, probably, since she had no dragon.

"Hate you." She added for good measure, the heavy emphasis matching the irate glare she levelled on her companion. Despite that, her fingers were still playing gently in the hair at the nape of his neck, and she didn't move from his lap.

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#12
He hadn’t expected to get so lucky and enjoy himself after another disappointing Hatching but the words, even lacking in venom, had been expected even less. How could he blame her for hating him, though? Ryvian wasn’t too fond of himself right then either. He failed to Impress when his twin had and then was such a mess of a human that Indivara had to help him bathe and then gave him pity sex. Or maybe she was using him for sex since she had gone months without it and he was a perfect target. In the end, Ryvian was willing to say he didn’t care what the reason was since he still got laid by a girl he liked.

“It’s okay that you hate me,” he whispered, gaze locked on the wall across the room since looking at Indivara right then had the potential to push him into the tears he had been holding back since Nyvian walked off with his dragonet. Still, he didn’t want to give her the wrong idea by avoiding her in anyway and forced himself to look back at the woman that had glared so nicely and Ryvian offered her a soft smile in return. “I still like you.” He almost laughed with the words, wondering if that really made everything okay and balanced out the hate or if Indivara wanted to be liked. Ryvian wasn’t sure if he could actually handle a friend hating him and while the words weren’t delivered with malicious intent, they had still stung. The fact that Indivara still sat in his lap and played with his hair had kept Ryvian from giving Indivara space.

Suddenly realizing Indivara was all he had left now that he had been replaced by a dragon at Nyvian’s side, Ryvian pulled Indivara tight to him, hugging her and now the one to bury his face in her neck. After some length of time, Ryvian pulled back and smiled again as if nothing was out of the ordinary that day. “Would you like me to go find those spare clothes for you so we can go get you fed?” He had worked up an appetite but food still didn’t seem too appealing but he was certain Indivara was in need of some.

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A frown etched over Indivara's still flushed features as Ryvian told her it was okay that she hated him, and she paused in confusion. No, it wasn't, and why would he say it was? He was supposed to argue with her, not meekly agree without any emotion at all! The girl's eyebrows furrowed into a pissy scowl, but her lips twisted into a pout. A snarky retort was on the tip of her tongue - did he have to be such a baby?! - but he beat her to it with his follow up comment and sudden strong hug.

She melted into him, confused but no less accepting as she nuzzled into the crook of his neck, placing a soft and almost hesitant kiss there. He'd been so strange, with his desire to splatter kisses all over her, and Indivara still wasn't sure what to make of it. A trail of kisses along one of her scars had confused and freaked her out; she had put a swift stop to that by stealing his mouth back where it was meant to be - locked with hers - but Indivara couldn't shake the flurry of emotions or sensations. He was so weird! Nonetheless, she tried it herself, the little kiss turning into light nibbles along his collarbone.

When he pulled away, and offered to get her clothes and food, Indivara flushed hotly in embarrassment, stomach twisting unhappily. Had she done it wrong? He had certainly made it seem easy enough! Or maybe he was just trying to give them both an easy way out of something that shouldn't have ever happened. Indivara nodded meekly, gaze dropping as she reluctantly slid off Ryvian's lap and into the water, keeping herself submerged while her arms wrapped around herself, doing her best to hide behind them. She should have just taken him home to sleep off his hangover, like he had wanted.

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He had screwed up, yet again. First he had shown up to a Hatching tipsy and almost arrived late thanks to thinking spending more time in Z’ia’s bed was a brilliant idea. Then he must have had a negative thought and scared away all of the dragonets, including one that seemed to really like him. If he had managed to be a better person, he’d have a bronze dragonet as well and would have Impressed and became a dragonrider two minutes before his brother, just like he was two minutes older. Now in his attempts to make sure he didn’t take advantage of Indivara or make her feel like she had to continue being with him when he wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to be with him in the first place, he had scared her off entirely.

The nibbling to his collar bone hadn’t been horrible and were in fact rather nice but they came at the same time Ryvian had already decided to pull away and save Indivara from having to be the one to let him down and explain why some things shouldn’t be. As soon as she had moved away and curled in on herself as best as she could while in water, Ryvian felt like scum and was giving chase. Before she could fight away his touch, Ryvian positioned them so he was sitting behind his friend with Indivara seated between his legs with her back to him. He slipped his arms around her waist and dropped his chin to rest on Indivara’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry, Di. I’m off my game today and my timing is horrible,” he placed a quick kiss to her cheek and returned to simply cuddling her from behind. They would become prunes soon with the way they kept lingering in the water but Ryvian didn’t care. He had too many reasons keeping him in the tub and not many to get him out of it. Once Indivara wanted them out or ordered him away from her, Ryvian would leave but until that awful moment came, the twin liked where he was perched and what he could do to make Indivara cheer up and moan.

“Let me make it up to you,” Ryvian whispered against the side of the neck he was now nibbling on again his hand tried to nudge Indivara’s legs open so he could find her sweet spot. At the rate he wanted to move, it’d be dinner before they went to eat instead of having a late breakfast. Maybe by then he’d crave more than Indivara, two bottles of wine, his bed, and more Indivara.

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She was so confused! Weren’t women supposed to be the ones forever giving off mixed signals? Was she reading him wrong? She had not thought she was! A surprised gasp was released when she was suddenly engulfed in Ryvian’s arms again, being tugged back to sit with him. His chin on her shoulder, Indivara frowned at him with a sideways look, not sure what she was supposed to make of him grabbing her again, after (in her opinion) sending her away. Was he that hooked on chasing her? Really! She was not a green, to be caught whenever he fancied!

Her indignation at that thought was knocked away by the quiet words and the light kiss on her cheek, though she was still frowning in confusion. She slowly relaxed, leaning back against him in the silence and letting her own arms unravel from around herself. One hand rested lightly on his knee, while the other jumped in startled confusion to grab at the hand suddenly drifting between her legs. “What’re you do- Oh!” Her slightly irritable question was interrupted by the startled jerk of her overly sensitive body, before she relaxed, moaning softly. He was so weird! She was not sure if she thought that, or mumbled it, as her fingers wrapped around Ryvian’s wrist, her intent far more to stop him stopping, than to stop him continuing.

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“You’re so strange,” Indivara’s voice was placid amusement as she leaned her head back against Ryvian’s shoulder, looking up at him with lazy blue eyes and a half smile. He did some of the oddest things. Good things, granted, but so odd! She hadn’t realised people actually did those sorts of things, having mostly written it off as overly sugared virgin fantasies of the girls Jada was friends with. They were the types of things they giggled about behind their hands, blushed about while they whispered to each other, and ogled the backs of bronzeriders strutting about. Indivara had always rolled her eyes and ignored them. Flight mothing had shown her that such things just didn’t happen, so why get all starry eyed about them?

She had a feeling they were onto something, now, though she was definitely never going to tell her fellow weyrbrat any such thing! It didn't occur to the girl that he would likely pick up exactly that from her odd responses. Despite that, why had she taken so long to agree to play with Ryvian? “We should get out.” She held up one hand as evidence to why, looking at her wrinkled fingers with disgusted amusement. She made no motion to do so, however, for despite everything that had happened, she did not want to put herself on display for Ryvian. Far better he imagine something pretty rested under the water, than the cold truth of the reality.

She grinned impishly, blue eyes sparkling. “About those clothes you promised me…”

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“I’ve been told that before,” Ryvian grinned, amused that Indivara was calling him that after what he had done to her. Normally he was called strange, odd, and weird because of his seemingly everlasting optimism and laidback attitude where it seemed like nothing could bring him down or ruin his day. He had news for those people now; he definitely could reach low points. Life as he had known it was over but if he didn’t think about it, then Ryvian was able to keep smiling and moving forward like always, like nothing was wrong in his life.

When Indivara stated they should get out, it was Ryvian’s turn to want to sulk and not leave the water. He knew they should since his hands were as bad off as hers but he was enjoying the time in the water far more than he would enjoy the time on land. It didn’t matter what happened that day outside of the bathhouse since he had slept with Indivara within the building. It was pretty hard to top that after finally getting to tap that. Given the way the day had already shown him how uncertain life could be, Ryvian placed a final kiss on his friend’s cheek before nudging her forward so he could slip out of the water to fulfill the duty he had signed himself up for.

Several towels had been left on the bench by good Samaritans – or residents that were tired of naked dragonriders streaking around the Weyr after unexpected flights – and Ryvian grabbed one to sling around his waist. He didn’t bother properly drying himself since he had no plans of putting his Candidate robe back on and the day’s heat would dry him soon enough. Instead of going to fetch the clothes right away, Ryvian grabbed another towel and held it up by the water for Indivara to stand up and wrap herself in. Pretending he was a gentleman, he held the towel a bit above his eyes so she wouldn’t have reason to complain. “Hop out of the water and dry off while I go find the clothing for you.”

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Indivara smiled slightly at the kiss to her cheek, an expression that clearly would have been shy on any other girl was just odd on the abrasive young woman as she slid forward, carefully keeping herself submerged and not looking at Ryvian. She did not want to see how he would react to her keeping hidden. She did not want to be laughed at, nor did she want to be pitied. When he pretended not to notice, (she could not bring herself to believe he might genuinely have not noticed), Indivara relaxed a little and followed him to the edge of the tub. She made no move to climb out of it, however, and instead waited quietly for him to leave the room.

When he doubled back with a spare towel, Indivara frowned suspiciously up at him. As his face vanished behind it, Indivara paused again, fully expecting him to make a game out of peeking at her. When he did not, she reluctantly climbed out of the water, and stepped into the towel, watching with amusement as he wrapped it around her. She arched an eyebrow at him, bemused, but made no comment as he whisked off to get the clothing.

The girl dried herself swiftly, not wanting to be caught in the process by his coming back and her with the towel covering less rather than more of her skin. When she had done that, and he still had not come back, the girl was at first amused, before becoming flustered. Was he even going to come back? Maybe he had fled to boast of his latest conquest and she would have to slink down to get her own clothing. Anger rippled through the girl at being duped, and she began to move towards the door when it opened, and she pulled up short with a blink.

“Took you long enough,” she snapped, irritated voice at odds with the wave of relief that was visible in her eyes and over her face; the girl’s thoughts and emotions as readable as ever. The girl stomped over to her fellow brat and snatched the clothes off him, shaking them out and stepping into the pants, before pulling the top down over her head. She tugged the towel off from around her body only when it was suitably covered, kicking it across the room to lie in defeat with the candidate robes Ryvian had abandoned. Tying the laces on the pants – he must have forgotten how short she was, because Indivara was quite sure she was going to break her neck in them – the girl turned frowning eyes on him.

“Aren’t you going to dress?” The look she got in answer to that caused blue eyes to roll dramatically, though her lips twitched in a denied smile. “C’mon,” She hiked the legs of the pants up, so they were at least allowing her toes to be visible under the pool of material, and gave Ryvian a gentle shove towards the door. “We’ve got about two hours before that shitting little monster wants to be fed again and I’m hungry!” She shoved him again, urging him to move faster, despite her own slight limp. Damn, she’d forgotten she was in possession of so many muscles!

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