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21.Feb.12, 12:09 AM
“Well I for one would love to corner you later and hear more details,” R’nd didn’t bother going into details again, knowing I’shan wouldn’t go into hiding on him but would expect a visit at some point. He also wouldn’t go empty handed as his own joyous time that left his mind reeling would be offered up. He’d already learned Kerrin wasn’t the type to enjoy hearing about some things and when it came to a specific greenrider, he’d sooner attempt to strangle and drown R’nd than smile and coo. Then again, how much should he trust his friend with? That would be decided upon later since there was far too much happening in the here and now to skip too far ahead!
Chuckling softly, R’nd returned to the tried and true method of lips brushing against an ear to whisper to Lymsleia, as he hoped to lessen the shock and embarrassment he suspected would follow, “N’gelt’s medium would be I’shan’s delicious body.” There wasn’t a need to explain the type of artist the brownrider was, at least he hoped anyway. The comment about being sex-crazed was fairly accurate to R’nd and only earned a smile though he did hope he wasn’t enjoying that sexual freedom with his dragon as that was one kink he just didn’t go in for. It was best not to ask just in case it ruined his appetite so he risked leaving it unanswered, confident that the attentions he had given the young Candidate would be more than enough to leave her with the proper impressions.
“Sadly, my lady, I was on my way in to catch the end of breakfast. Ayyonth has a way of waking me early to scrub him so I’m starved and looking forward to getting off my feet for a few,” R’nd was never a fan of turning down offers, unless they came with far too many emotions attached than he abandoned ship at break neck speed, but in this case where he felt Lymsleia wasn’t about to demand rights to being his mate, he still had to decline. Sometimes the sayings about men being useless on an empty stomach were true. “But I promise to keep an eye out for you.”
He kissed the back of her hand that he still held and then continued in his confident and bold way of placing a soft kiss to Lymsleia’s cheek. “It was a pleasure, my lady, and I hope to cross paths with you again in the very near future.” He turned to toss a wave and a smile at I’shan before making his exit while Ayyonth stretched but stayed behind, content to rest in the grassy area to enjoy the morning sun.
Chuckling softly, R’nd returned to the tried and true method of lips brushing against an ear to whisper to Lymsleia, as he hoped to lessen the shock and embarrassment he suspected would follow, “N’gelt’s medium would be I’shan’s delicious body.” There wasn’t a need to explain the type of artist the brownrider was, at least he hoped anyway. The comment about being sex-crazed was fairly accurate to R’nd and only earned a smile though he did hope he wasn’t enjoying that sexual freedom with his dragon as that was one kink he just didn’t go in for. It was best not to ask just in case it ruined his appetite so he risked leaving it unanswered, confident that the attentions he had given the young Candidate would be more than enough to leave her with the proper impressions.
“Sadly, my lady, I was on my way in to catch the end of breakfast. Ayyonth has a way of waking me early to scrub him so I’m starved and looking forward to getting off my feet for a few,” R’nd was never a fan of turning down offers, unless they came with far too many emotions attached than he abandoned ship at break neck speed, but in this case where he felt Lymsleia wasn’t about to demand rights to being his mate, he still had to decline. Sometimes the sayings about men being useless on an empty stomach were true. “But I promise to keep an eye out for you.”
He kissed the back of her hand that he still held and then continued in his confident and bold way of placing a soft kiss to Lymsleia’s cheek. “It was a pleasure, my lady, and I hope to cross paths with you again in the very near future.” He turned to toss a wave and a smile at I’shan before making his exit while Ayyonth stretched but stayed behind, content to rest in the grassy area to enjoy the morning sun.
