29.May.19, 09:59 AM
Indivara sniggered when Val winced, her eyes bright with mirth at the glare he was shooting her. A choked laugh was given when he responded with a mild-mannered retort, the words amusing Indivara as much as if he’d flown off the handle. Actually, from Val, that probably would have been quite frightening! Of course, then he was talking about stuffy papers and history and crap and Indivara rolled her eyes dramatically. Way to ruin her fun!
Of course, her fun was brought back when it was clear that Veeth was giving Val a headache and Indivara giggled to herself, even as she pulled her spring dress up over her head and slipped into the warm water while her mate was occupied. When he finally opened his eyes and spoke to her, Indivara laughed again. “Don’t be silly,” she said happily, “Venseth is far too lazy.” Her dragon didn’t even both to quip at her for the apparent insult, since it was true. They’d had a conversation not even that long ago, with her blue utterly confounded by how Veeth found the energy to chase every green that took to the skies – even the mated ones!
Venseth, for his part, would give Chase when he felt that his itch needed to be scratched, but he usually played smarter, not harder. While he didn’t win every time he entered, he did have a handful of preferred greens and usually managed to win about half of the time. His mild interest was probably vastly impacted by Indivara’s dislike of the event; she never stopped him and always wished him luck, but she also never partook in sex with other losers, and was almost always out of whatever entanglement she had been dropped into when Venseth won, before the other rider was aware.
“Besides,” Indivara added, stretching up to kiss Val lightly on the lips. “You get laid enough for all of us.” Blue eyes sparkled – there was no jealousy towards Val’s dragon induced sexlife – as Indivara dropped below the surface of the water, scrubbing her fingers against her scalp, long dark hair flaring out before she rose back up, and slicked the water off her face.
Of course, her fun was brought back when it was clear that Veeth was giving Val a headache and Indivara giggled to herself, even as she pulled her spring dress up over her head and slipped into the warm water while her mate was occupied. When he finally opened his eyes and spoke to her, Indivara laughed again. “Don’t be silly,” she said happily, “Venseth is far too lazy.” Her dragon didn’t even both to quip at her for the apparent insult, since it was true. They’d had a conversation not even that long ago, with her blue utterly confounded by how Veeth found the energy to chase every green that took to the skies – even the mated ones!
Venseth, for his part, would give Chase when he felt that his itch needed to be scratched, but he usually played smarter, not harder. While he didn’t win every time he entered, he did have a handful of preferred greens and usually managed to win about half of the time. His mild interest was probably vastly impacted by Indivara’s dislike of the event; she never stopped him and always wished him luck, but she also never partook in sex with other losers, and was almost always out of whatever entanglement she had been dropped into when Venseth won, before the other rider was aware.
“Besides,” Indivara added, stretching up to kiss Val lightly on the lips. “You get laid enough for all of us.” Blue eyes sparkled – there was no jealousy towards Val’s dragon induced sexlife – as Indivara dropped below the surface of the water, scrubbing her fingers against her scalp, long dark hair flaring out before she rose back up, and slicked the water off her face.