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06.Apr.16, 02:13 AM
B’jin glanced up from where he was strumming at the guitar as he felt R’nd’s presence in the room, brown eyes clear and bright despite the amount of alcohol he had consumed. His cheeks were flushed with it, though, and the sad smile on his lips belied the mood that brought on the sad song. As he finished the guitar solo, B’jin took up the last verse of the song with emotion, letting his gaze slide away from R’nd to focus on nothing in particular. He shifted slightly so his legs were pressed against R’nd. His fingers came to stillness, and he held the guitar in silence for a moment, and then put it gently aside.
Grabbing the wine bottle, B’jin slithered across the bed to sit closer to R’nd, wrapping one leg around his lover, he nuzzled against R’nd’s neck, his breath thick with the sweet scent of wine. Gentle kisses were placed along the blueriders jawline, up a little to nip at the earlobe before B’jin made his way lightly back down jawline and onto the neck, puncturing his kisses with gentle nips. The greenrider’s right hand slid under the hem of R’nd’s shirt to splay cool fingers against his back, the left, refusing to give up the wine bottle, was resting in his own lap.
“I love you.” The three little words were murmured against R’nd’s ear, the tone partly apologetic and partly defiant, before B’jin’s lips sought R’nd’s in an almost desperate manner, echoed by the bruising force the fingers splayed against his lover’s back were exerting. Deciding to step in before R’nd could become any more confused or disarmed by her usually meek and passive rider’s rather demanding actions, Larrikith brushed lightly against the bluerider’s mind.He had a rough day, she informed him curtly. Meeting with some old friends. The intentional emphasis was all she was going to give for R’nd to figure out what was the cause of her bonded’s current state.
While Larrikith had been busy explaining, B’jin had managed to finish most of what was left in the wine bottle, and placed it lightly on the ground. With his dominate hand freed, the greenrider had made short work of the lacings at the neck of R’nd’s shirt, before moving with uncharacteristic boldness for his pants. When those, too, had lost the battle against B’jin’s nimble fingers, he gave R’nd a determined albeit gentle shove, forcing his lover to lie down as he straddled his hips. The greenrider’s touch was softer as he gently eased R’nd out of his shirt; fingertips running soothingly over his partner’s bared chest, B’jin leaned down to disperse scattered kisses and nips between the loving caresses as he worked his way lower.
Sliding off the bed, B’jin indicated without words for R’nd to lift his hips as he gave his pants a smart tug, pulling them halfway down his legs in a single motion. It only took a moment thereafter to get them off entirely, and dropped them to pool on the floor near his feet. Removing his own clothing with a lot less elegance – he wobbled dangerously as he tried to shuckle out of his pants – B’jin paused to gaze at R’nd with his head cocked slightly to one side, taking in the view with an expression of mingled appreciation, love, and lust. The bluerider was sprawled elegantly where he’d left him; his lover’s silence was appreciated – B’jin wasn’t sure he had any of the answers to any questions R’nd might ask.
Climbing back onto the bed, B’jin settled himself with quiet gentleness, straddling his lover’s thighs. He ran his fingers along R’nd’s sides, starting at his hips and ending at his armpits, before splaying his fingers across his chest and down the bluerider’s flat stomach, and then lower, as he leaned forward to steal R’nd’s lips in another kiss…
~
Humming a soft, contented sound against R’nd’s neck as his heartbeat settled into a more acceptable rhythm, B’jin placed a kiss on his lover’s cheek and snuggled a little closer, arms and legs still tangled together in a comforting way that reassured B’jin he wasn’t alone. The bittersweet agony of seeing so many faces that had aged so much while they’d been in the South had been pushed aside, replaced by the accepting warmth and affection shared between himself and the bluerider, and warmed further by both pleasure and embarrassment at the slightly awestruck expression on his lover’s face. In all their time together, B’jin had never been so forward in the bedroom, and certainly never to the extent of taking any form of control – the most control he’d ever shown was to say ‘no’ if he wasn’t feeling amorous, something that occurred almost never.
“Thank you,” he murmured gently, placing a butterfly’s kiss on the corner of R’nd’s lips.
Grabbing the wine bottle, B’jin slithered across the bed to sit closer to R’nd, wrapping one leg around his lover, he nuzzled against R’nd’s neck, his breath thick with the sweet scent of wine. Gentle kisses were placed along the blueriders jawline, up a little to nip at the earlobe before B’jin made his way lightly back down jawline and onto the neck, puncturing his kisses with gentle nips. The greenrider’s right hand slid under the hem of R’nd’s shirt to splay cool fingers against his back, the left, refusing to give up the wine bottle, was resting in his own lap.
“I love you.” The three little words were murmured against R’nd’s ear, the tone partly apologetic and partly defiant, before B’jin’s lips sought R’nd’s in an almost desperate manner, echoed by the bruising force the fingers splayed against his lover’s back were exerting. Deciding to step in before R’nd could become any more confused or disarmed by her usually meek and passive rider’s rather demanding actions, Larrikith brushed lightly against the bluerider’s mind.
While Larrikith had been busy explaining, B’jin had managed to finish most of what was left in the wine bottle, and placed it lightly on the ground. With his dominate hand freed, the greenrider had made short work of the lacings at the neck of R’nd’s shirt, before moving with uncharacteristic boldness for his pants. When those, too, had lost the battle against B’jin’s nimble fingers, he gave R’nd a determined albeit gentle shove, forcing his lover to lie down as he straddled his hips. The greenrider’s touch was softer as he gently eased R’nd out of his shirt; fingertips running soothingly over his partner’s bared chest, B’jin leaned down to disperse scattered kisses and nips between the loving caresses as he worked his way lower.
Sliding off the bed, B’jin indicated without words for R’nd to lift his hips as he gave his pants a smart tug, pulling them halfway down his legs in a single motion. It only took a moment thereafter to get them off entirely, and dropped them to pool on the floor near his feet. Removing his own clothing with a lot less elegance – he wobbled dangerously as he tried to shuckle out of his pants – B’jin paused to gaze at R’nd with his head cocked slightly to one side, taking in the view with an expression of mingled appreciation, love, and lust. The bluerider was sprawled elegantly where he’d left him; his lover’s silence was appreciated – B’jin wasn’t sure he had any of the answers to any questions R’nd might ask.
Climbing back onto the bed, B’jin settled himself with quiet gentleness, straddling his lover’s thighs. He ran his fingers along R’nd’s sides, starting at his hips and ending at his armpits, before splaying his fingers across his chest and down the bluerider’s flat stomach, and then lower, as he leaned forward to steal R’nd’s lips in another kiss…
~
Humming a soft, contented sound against R’nd’s neck as his heartbeat settled into a more acceptable rhythm, B’jin placed a kiss on his lover’s cheek and snuggled a little closer, arms and legs still tangled together in a comforting way that reassured B’jin he wasn’t alone. The bittersweet agony of seeing so many faces that had aged so much while they’d been in the South had been pushed aside, replaced by the accepting warmth and affection shared between himself and the bluerider, and warmed further by both pleasure and embarrassment at the slightly awestruck expression on his lover’s face. In all their time together, B’jin had never been so forward in the bedroom, and certainly never to the extent of taking any form of control – the most control he’d ever shown was to say ‘no’ if he wasn’t feeling amorous, something that occurred almost never.
“Thank you,” he murmured gently, placing a butterfly’s kiss on the corner of R’nd’s lips.
