24.Feb.21, 05:06 PM
Landen grinned at Zoremet and pressed his hand over his heart. “My hero,” he said as he fluttered his eyelashes at the other candidate. Landen had friends. At home, some here but he didn’t particularly seek them out for anything and the idea of having Zoremet ready and willing to be around him was enticing. “You’d make me a hat?” he asked with genuine pleasure at the idea of the other man knitting him a hat for the cold of Benden. “I don’t know what I could give you in return,” he continued with a shrug. Landen had grown up with the knowledge that if something was given, something was expected in return. Whether that was work or sex, Landen didn’t understand gifts of altruism.
“It gets sticky when you cuddle in the heat,” he laughed with a wink, “But it does give everyone an excuse to get naked and lounge around. You don’t have to be careful about cuddling on the beach or you’ll get sand in uncomfortable cracks.” He did have to admit that he missed Ista quite a bit, he’d been born at the hold and searched for the weyr in the sun and warmth. But Benden was his home now.
Landen grinned again when Zoremet was surprised to find they were in the dining hall. The candidate had been so excited and so talkative that it didn’t surprise Landen in the slightest that he hadn’t realized where they were. He was ridiculously adorable and Landen knew for certain he would have to remain in his life. “She’s cute,” he said just as Pie popped in and started chattering at the green. “This is Pie,” Landen said as he waved a hand at the little blue, “He’s too lazy to do much more than eat and sleep. Can’t get him to take a message if it killed me.” The last was said with amusement and Landen scratched the blue with an elegant finger.
“Did you want to eat somewhere else?” he asked with a curious tilt of his head, “We can just get the sandwiches and coco and go somewhere else? Maybe the barracks?” He slipped his arm around Zoremet’s shoulder as the other candidate tried to tuck himself in tighter to his side and shrugged. “We can go wherever you want to Zor,” he told the blonde with a light jiggle, “It don’t bother me none. Just say where and we’ll go.”
“It gets sticky when you cuddle in the heat,” he laughed with a wink, “But it does give everyone an excuse to get naked and lounge around. You don’t have to be careful about cuddling on the beach or you’ll get sand in uncomfortable cracks.” He did have to admit that he missed Ista quite a bit, he’d been born at the hold and searched for the weyr in the sun and warmth. But Benden was his home now.
Landen grinned again when Zoremet was surprised to find they were in the dining hall. The candidate had been so excited and so talkative that it didn’t surprise Landen in the slightest that he hadn’t realized where they were. He was ridiculously adorable and Landen knew for certain he would have to remain in his life. “She’s cute,” he said just as Pie popped in and started chattering at the green. “This is Pie,” Landen said as he waved a hand at the little blue, “He’s too lazy to do much more than eat and sleep. Can’t get him to take a message if it killed me.” The last was said with amusement and Landen scratched the blue with an elegant finger.
“Did you want to eat somewhere else?” he asked with a curious tilt of his head, “We can just get the sandwiches and coco and go somewhere else? Maybe the barracks?” He slipped his arm around Zoremet’s shoulder as the other candidate tried to tuck himself in tighter to his side and shrugged. “We can go wherever you want to Zor,” he told the blonde with a light jiggle, “It don’t bother me none. Just say where and we’ll go.”