05.Jul.19, 04:13 AM
Nerreh might not have been as sexually experienced as Casa overall, but he wasn’t totally virginal, and had at least some experience having sex with women — more than Casa, almost certainly, which helped him keep from totally freaking out. He may not have been super experienced at going down on women, but she’d at least done it a few times before, and Casa was so helpfully responsive, so it was easy for Nerreh to tell when he was doing something right and to keep doing it. The encouragement definitely kept Nerreh from panicking too much about ‘what the fuck, I am having sex with Casa, how did this happen,’ though she did stumble a few times, but Casa seemed to just brush it off, laughing at things both of them did and eagerly continuing or trying something new. It was… nice. Reassuring that he wasn’t fucking it up too bad.
It was also way more intense than Nerreh remembered sex being, but she figured the combination of mingling dragon emotions, first time Flight dazedness, and not having gotten laid in nearly a fucking turn was the source of that. Or Casa was just fucking amazing at sex. Probably both, to tell the truth. He played the events of the past — how long had it been? Hours? — over and over in his head, still not believing most of it had actually happened. But even with his eyes closed, Nerreh could still feel Casa curled up against her bare skin, and he couldn’t ignore that it was real.
’You make my life extremely interesting,’ Nerreh thought at Faxxonth, who gave a pleased hum, now having relaxed somewhat and no longer terrified Thallyath was going to bite him. He still wasn’t going to push his luck, but he was lounging a bit now instead of staying as rigid and still as possible.
“Hmn?” Nerreh asked, blinking her eyes open when Casa nudged him, pulling back from Faxxonth and focusing on Casa, “Oh, sure. Bath sounds good.” Nerreh had a moment of fear about going out into the Weyr — she forgot goldriders often had their own private baths in their weyrs, and had no idea Casa had one — before getting distracted at the idea of someone changing the bedding. Someone would what? Just come into the weyr and change the bedding for Casa? And bring food? Damn, goldriders got some nice perks.
“Does the person changing the bedding and bringing food tidy that up too, or is that outside of their job description?” He asked, staring around at the complete disarray of the main room. Fuck. Did he do any of that? Nerreh didn’t think so, Faxx was mostly dodging around and being agile, not brute forcing their way forward. They weren't breaking shit, or shoving people. Because Faxxonth had some fucking class. “I can offer a hand if it is, but I think a bath first is a good idea. Fuck, where are my clothes…”
It was also way more intense than Nerreh remembered sex being, but she figured the combination of mingling dragon emotions, first time Flight dazedness, and not having gotten laid in nearly a fucking turn was the source of that. Or Casa was just fucking amazing at sex. Probably both, to tell the truth. He played the events of the past — how long had it been? Hours? — over and over in his head, still not believing most of it had actually happened. But even with his eyes closed, Nerreh could still feel Casa curled up against her bare skin, and he couldn’t ignore that it was real.
’You make my life extremely interesting,’ Nerreh thought at Faxxonth, who gave a pleased hum, now having relaxed somewhat and no longer terrified Thallyath was going to bite him. He still wasn’t going to push his luck, but he was lounging a bit now instead of staying as rigid and still as possible.
“Hmn?” Nerreh asked, blinking her eyes open when Casa nudged him, pulling back from Faxxonth and focusing on Casa, “Oh, sure. Bath sounds good.” Nerreh had a moment of fear about going out into the Weyr — she forgot goldriders often had their own private baths in their weyrs, and had no idea Casa had one — before getting distracted at the idea of someone changing the bedding. Someone would what? Just come into the weyr and change the bedding for Casa? And bring food? Damn, goldriders got some nice perks.
“Does the person changing the bedding and bringing food tidy that up too, or is that outside of their job description?” He asked, staring around at the complete disarray of the main room. Fuck. Did he do any of that? Nerreh didn’t think so, Faxx was mostly dodging around and being agile, not brute forcing their way forward. They weren't breaking shit, or shoving people. Because Faxxonth had some fucking class. “I can offer a hand if it is, but I think a bath first is a good idea. Fuck, where are my clothes…”