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20.Jul.19, 01:41 AM
Casa laughed, amused and endeared by R’dare’s enthusiasm for the things she was learning. “We need some compensation for our dumb dragons being attached to the ground!” She teased, moving to join R’dare and peek past him to see what he was gushing over this time. Casa leaned against him casually and smiled, shrugging slightly at the quip about map making.
“I enjoy it,” she said, quite honestly. It had been pretty frustrating in the beginning, until she learned how to do the lines and get the image in her head onto the paper. She was never going to be Harper quality, but her work was hardly bad. It was pretty relaxing, really, and also gave her an excuse to go poking around in all the empty weyrs. She was still trying to work out exactly how to get to map the ones that were occupied. Probably she’d get to play at being a sneak thief and nipping into them when no one was home, before darting off again. That sounded fun, too! Casa smiled to herself.
Another laugh rippled from Casa’s lips, and she slung an arm around R’dare’s waist and rested her chin on his shoulder. His cheek was warm against her own as she grinned. “Sure,” she agreed, endeared by his enthusiasm and delighted at the offer to spend time with her that wasn’t focused entirely on sex. Not that sex was bad with R’dare — at all — but Casa did enjoy things other than sex… not that a lot of people (like, a lot of people) believed such things!
“That would be fun!” She said, slipping away from R’dare and carefully moving her mapping items to one side, where they wouldn’t be messed up. The ink was dry, but she didn’t want R’dare spilling the pot or knocking a drink onto them! Such work loss would be horrible! Instead, she perched herself on the desk, drawing her legs up and crossed, and resting her elbows on her knees.
“For every ten questions I answer correctly, I’ll remove a piece of clothing,” she teased, grinning mischievously, green eyes sparkling with mirth and playful lust. Granted, she did like things other than sex… but she really, really liked sex.
So much for not being in the mood, Thallyath drawled, and Casa laughed brightly, tossing a coy look in the direction of her dragon. Moods change, and he’s talking sexy. Thallyath sighed.
“I enjoy it,” she said, quite honestly. It had been pretty frustrating in the beginning, until she learned how to do the lines and get the image in her head onto the paper. She was never going to be Harper quality, but her work was hardly bad. It was pretty relaxing, really, and also gave her an excuse to go poking around in all the empty weyrs. She was still trying to work out exactly how to get to map the ones that were occupied. Probably she’d get to play at being a sneak thief and nipping into them when no one was home, before darting off again. That sounded fun, too! Casa smiled to herself.
Another laugh rippled from Casa’s lips, and she slung an arm around R’dare’s waist and rested her chin on his shoulder. His cheek was warm against her own as she grinned. “Sure,” she agreed, endeared by his enthusiasm and delighted at the offer to spend time with her that wasn’t focused entirely on sex. Not that sex was bad with R’dare — at all — but Casa did enjoy things other than sex… not that a lot of people (like, a lot of people) believed such things!
“That would be fun!” She said, slipping away from R’dare and carefully moving her mapping items to one side, where they wouldn’t be messed up. The ink was dry, but she didn’t want R’dare spilling the pot or knocking a drink onto them! Such work loss would be horrible! Instead, she perched herself on the desk, drawing her legs up and crossed, and resting her elbows on her knees.
“For every ten questions I answer correctly, I’ll remove a piece of clothing,” she teased, grinning mischievously, green eyes sparkling with mirth and playful lust. Granted, she did like things other than sex… but she really, really liked sex.
