Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
05.Jul.18, 11:32 AM
The way M’dox froze when T’bia threw himself on him caused the young bluerider some distress, and he probably would have taken back everything he’d done and said, if M’dox hadn’t so quickly relaxed and clearly been happy to see him. T’bia breathed a subtle sigh of relief, his heart pounding at the terror that split second had imparted on him. The belief – if only for a small moment – that M’dox didn’t like him or want him around had been terrifying. At the same time, though, T’bia could understand M’dox’s reaction! He’d have done the same thing if he was glomped without warning.
“Hi,” T’bia parroted back, giggling, face lighting up when M’dox said he’d been thinking of him. He was about to say he’d been thinking of the brownrider, too, when M’dox was suddenly kissing him and T’bia found that to be a much better way to say hello than using words! Parting his lips as all the things M’dox had taught him last time – the first time – they’d been kissing flooded back, T’bia hummed happily, smile fighting for release under his otherwise occupied lips. He pouted playfully when the kiss broke, though he was pleased enough to take in some air more easily!
T’bia followed M’dox’s gaze when the brownrider turned red, and he spotted the lady off in her own section. T’bia giggled, combing his fingers through M’dox’s hair as he winked at the woman, before turning his attention back to his friend. Born and raised in Katila, T’bia had no issues with modesty (he actually didn’t have a lot of it, honestly) but he found M’dox’s obvious embarrassment both endearing and absolutely precious; it also had him realising with a start that his friend was Hold bred and raised, and kissing other men wasn’t something they embraced. Poor M’dox!
“She doesn’t care,” T’bia said gently, lowering his head to whisper breathily against M’dox’s ear in a move that was probably more erotic than T’bia could have ever planned. “Nobody does,” he said honestly, before giggling and lifting his head up again, fingers still playing in M’dox’s hair as he glanced up to see the woman had left. Very sweet of her! “Well. I care!” He said happily, eyes sparkling and smile wide and bright.
“Hi,” T’bia parroted back, giggling, face lighting up when M’dox said he’d been thinking of him. He was about to say he’d been thinking of the brownrider, too, when M’dox was suddenly kissing him and T’bia found that to be a much better way to say hello than using words! Parting his lips as all the things M’dox had taught him last time – the first time – they’d been kissing flooded back, T’bia hummed happily, smile fighting for release under his otherwise occupied lips. He pouted playfully when the kiss broke, though he was pleased enough to take in some air more easily!
T’bia followed M’dox’s gaze when the brownrider turned red, and he spotted the lady off in her own section. T’bia giggled, combing his fingers through M’dox’s hair as he winked at the woman, before turning his attention back to his friend. Born and raised in Katila, T’bia had no issues with modesty (he actually didn’t have a lot of it, honestly) but he found M’dox’s obvious embarrassment both endearing and absolutely precious; it also had him realising with a start that his friend was Hold bred and raised, and kissing other men wasn’t something they embraced. Poor M’dox!
“She doesn’t care,” T’bia said gently, lowering his head to whisper breathily against M’dox’s ear in a move that was probably more erotic than T’bia could have ever planned. “Nobody does,” he said honestly, before giggling and lifting his head up again, fingers still playing in M’dox’s hair as he glanced up to see the woman had left. Very sweet of her! “Well. I care!” He said happily, eyes sparkling and smile wide and bright.
