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22.May.18, 01:14 AM
D’hys watched F’drel eat without using the spoon and wondered if the boy grew up in some hole in the ground that didn’t have utensils. People considered Weyrs to be a den of sin and lacking in manners but at least they used spoons. They also enjoyed their wine and drank it when it was gifted like this. He was seriously considering his estimations of F’drel. Even his compliment was a bit backwards. He had a feeling that F’drel couldn’t cook so quantifying his statement that the meal was good with that was a bit backhanded but D’hys could appreciate it on some level, although he wondered if the kid even knew he had done it. His innocence was right up there with his suspiciousness and D’hys was back to wondering where the greenrider was from and his upbringing.
“You are a man of few words,” D’hys finally commented near the end of the meal. He didn’t bother trying to invoke a conversation when he saw F’drel seemed content to just eat. He did, however, finish his glass of wine and then take the other one since it would be wasted otherwise. Pushing his bowl aside, D’hys leaned back in his chair, making himself comfortable as he lightly swirled his wine and considered his options. No doubt the greenrider would try to flee as quickly as he could now that the food was gone, and he did have that task he was waiting for as well. That didn’t mean the summons would actually come in the next several minutes, especially since he suspected it had been an excuse to avoid getting together to begin with.
Personally, he was only looking for a fun way to pass the afternoon and add another greenrider to his collection but D’hys couldn’t figure out where F’drel’s desires laid yet and it annoyed him. No doubt he was sappy and wanted someone to fall in love with and spend his life with, if the way he cuddled after the Flight was anything to go by. But F’drel also seemed like someone who would appreciate honesty and D’hys contemplated that option and figured there was nothing to lose and he was bored enough to see how it went.
“I enjoy gambling, F’drel, usually for high stakes, so I’m going to lay my cards out on the table and you can answer or fold.” D’hys took a sip of the wine as he watched F’drel’s reaction to the start of proposal. “Instead of playing mind games and stringing you along until I’m bored, I’m just going to tell you that you’re attractive and I’d like nothing more than to fuck you up against the wall behind you.” He smirked as he rose out of the chair but turned back to the kitchen instead of toward the greenrider.
Another glass was grabbed from the shelf and filled with somewhat chilled water from the pitcher he had filled that morning. The glass was set on the table before F’drel, figuring if the man didn’t like wine, then he had to at least like water. If not, he was out of luck as D’hys didn’t drink klah. “We had a good Flight and I’m interested in some good sex with no strings attached when we’re in each other’s area, especially since you’re not a fan of talking.” He took a step back so he wasn’t crowding the man while he thought about the proposal. He was a lot of things, but D’hys wasn’t about to make the greenrider feel like he didn’t have a choice and corner him in his chair until he said what was expected. In fact, he ended up taking the bowls back to the kitchen and dropping them in a bucket of water to wash later.
“You are a man of few words,” D’hys finally commented near the end of the meal. He didn’t bother trying to invoke a conversation when he saw F’drel seemed content to just eat. He did, however, finish his glass of wine and then take the other one since it would be wasted otherwise. Pushing his bowl aside, D’hys leaned back in his chair, making himself comfortable as he lightly swirled his wine and considered his options. No doubt the greenrider would try to flee as quickly as he could now that the food was gone, and he did have that task he was waiting for as well. That didn’t mean the summons would actually come in the next several minutes, especially since he suspected it had been an excuse to avoid getting together to begin with.
Personally, he was only looking for a fun way to pass the afternoon and add another greenrider to his collection but D’hys couldn’t figure out where F’drel’s desires laid yet and it annoyed him. No doubt he was sappy and wanted someone to fall in love with and spend his life with, if the way he cuddled after the Flight was anything to go by. But F’drel also seemed like someone who would appreciate honesty and D’hys contemplated that option and figured there was nothing to lose and he was bored enough to see how it went.
“I enjoy gambling, F’drel, usually for high stakes, so I’m going to lay my cards out on the table and you can answer or fold.” D’hys took a sip of the wine as he watched F’drel’s reaction to the start of proposal. “Instead of playing mind games and stringing you along until I’m bored, I’m just going to tell you that you’re attractive and I’d like nothing more than to fuck you up against the wall behind you.” He smirked as he rose out of the chair but turned back to the kitchen instead of toward the greenrider.
Another glass was grabbed from the shelf and filled with somewhat chilled water from the pitcher he had filled that morning. The glass was set on the table before F’drel, figuring if the man didn’t like wine, then he had to at least like water. If not, he was out of luck as D’hys didn’t drink klah. “We had a good Flight and I’m interested in some good sex with no strings attached when we’re in each other’s area, especially since you’re not a fan of talking.” He took a step back so he wasn’t crowding the man while he thought about the proposal. He was a lot of things, but D’hys wasn’t about to make the greenrider feel like he didn’t have a choice and corner him in his chair until he said what was expected. In fact, he ended up taking the bowls back to the kitchen and dropping them in a bucket of water to wash later.
