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22.Aug.13, 06:01 PM
O'wain let his eyes travel up and down what he could see of the older rider's body and smirked. "I think there's nothing wrong with your body, N'del. You can get naked before me any time and I won't ever have a thought within my head wishing you put your clothes back on."
"I shall see what others think about the idea," O'wain leaned back in his chair contemplating how best he can approach this. Before he could say much more on the topic they were joined by a woman he recognized.
O'wain's features spread into a wide grin as Alerae joined them at the table. He had some fond memories of sharing a bed with her and found her personality rather interesting and he sensed a vulnerability beneath her proper and caring way. Not that he sought to exploit it but he truly just liked pleasing people via sex. If it made his partner feel good he will gladly enjoy the physical closeness.
"Alerae my dear, so good to see you but for shame, claiming the beautiful Ceilidhe who couldn't possibly be any more than twenty five turns be incapable of producing more children." O'wain said with roguish delight. He so enjoyed flattering women of all ages. "If you rather volunteer to be the one baring my love child, perhaps we should slip away to my hut and get to work, practice makes perfect and being seen together certainly will help promote the lie."
When Ceilidhe spoke, O'wain turned and caught the bright color of her cheeks and blinked. "My my, how you blush so, it is most striking."
"The whole idea of the pretend pregnancy was to celebrate being pregnant and shower the expectant mother with gifts and whatnot for the baby. Perhaps it is more something the women do and not for men." O'wain paused, considering the best way to trick a young man to a birthing party. Then an idea came to him, not as fun but more likely to happen.
"Do you know any of V'riy's rider friends? Somebody he knows and trusts but who will keep a secret? The fellow could just claim taking V'riy out to do a bit of drinking and male bonding. Perhaps one of the other bronzeriders?" O'wain pondered. If V'riy had been a blue or greenrider O'wain would just send a weyrbrat to fetch the man at the right time and claim he wished to meet with him. Unless.. "I could always fake a message from S'kef requesting V'riy to come here for a discussion."
"I shall see what others think about the idea," O'wain leaned back in his chair contemplating how best he can approach this. Before he could say much more on the topic they were joined by a woman he recognized.
O'wain's features spread into a wide grin as Alerae joined them at the table. He had some fond memories of sharing a bed with her and found her personality rather interesting and he sensed a vulnerability beneath her proper and caring way. Not that he sought to exploit it but he truly just liked pleasing people via sex. If it made his partner feel good he will gladly enjoy the physical closeness.
"Alerae my dear, so good to see you but for shame, claiming the beautiful Ceilidhe who couldn't possibly be any more than twenty five turns be incapable of producing more children." O'wain said with roguish delight. He so enjoyed flattering women of all ages. "If you rather volunteer to be the one baring my love child, perhaps we should slip away to my hut and get to work, practice makes perfect and being seen together certainly will help promote the lie."
When Ceilidhe spoke, O'wain turned and caught the bright color of her cheeks and blinked. "My my, how you blush so, it is most striking."
"The whole idea of the pretend pregnancy was to celebrate being pregnant and shower the expectant mother with gifts and whatnot for the baby. Perhaps it is more something the women do and not for men." O'wain paused, considering the best way to trick a young man to a birthing party. Then an idea came to him, not as fun but more likely to happen.
"Do you know any of V'riy's rider friends? Somebody he knows and trusts but who will keep a secret? The fellow could just claim taking V'riy out to do a bit of drinking and male bonding. Perhaps one of the other bronzeriders?" O'wain pondered. If V'riy had been a blue or greenrider O'wain would just send a weyrbrat to fetch the man at the right time and claim he wished to meet with him. Unless.. "I could always fake a message from S'kef requesting V'riy to come here for a discussion."
