Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
27.Feb.12, 06:13 AM
N'gelt gave a small purr as I'shan reacted to the kiss, enjoying the moment. The compliment definitely did wonders to stroke his ego, which was still a little wounded having lost Larrikith's flight only just that morning. Yes, he was strong, strong enough to take I'shan how he wanted. Only… he was gone! The curve where I'shan had been pressed up against him was empty, in N'gelt's lusty haze it seemed as if I'shan had popped between right there in his lap. When I'shan finally called out N'gelt gave a curious sniff, ah yes, there was food to be had. N'gelt's stomach gave a rather loud rumble, reminding him that he hadn't eaten at all yet today.
When I'shan finally returned the soup's scent wafted around and filled N'gelt's nose utterly and completely. The thought of sex completely left his mind as he spied the bowls, seeing the steam billowing up from each one. He leant forward and picked the closer of the two up, almost at the exact time that I'shan set it down. Bringing it up to his face he blew gently on it to cool the steaming dish, taking a spoonful and sipping it cautiously. It was a little burning on his tongue, but it tasted pleasant nonetheless. Glancing down he watched I'shan's hand running across his thigh, taking another sip of the soup. Placing the spoon gently into the bowl he reached down carefully, his gaze mostly on the soup so he wouldn't spill it, and took I'shan's hand, placing it beside his leg. He didn't see the point in telling him what was going on, to N'gelt it was quite obvious that he was eating and that came first.
Once he had had his full, that is, the entire bowl, he set it down and looked over to I'shan. Now that his stomach was full, desire was resuming it's previous place and it was clear in his eyes. Reaching over he pushed I'shan's bowl gently towards the table, signalling that the Bluerider wasn't to continue eating, whether he wanted to or not. When the bowl was set down N'gelt reached over and grabbed I'shan by the shirt, pulling him close against his body. Lips crashed hungrily against the Bluerider's, while his hands tugged hurriedly at the shirt. In his haste and rough handling one of the buttons popped off, landing on the far side of the room. Uncaring N'gelt continued, pushing the shirt down off his shoulders he ran his hands over the bare skin, the smooth surface deeply pleasing. Pulling the shirt down further he then arched his body back, fingers flying to his open shirt and yanking it back, completely exposing his muscled torso. He waited a moment, allowing I'shan the chance for a sly glance down before pressing tight up against him again.
When I'shan finally returned the soup's scent wafted around and filled N'gelt's nose utterly and completely. The thought of sex completely left his mind as he spied the bowls, seeing the steam billowing up from each one. He leant forward and picked the closer of the two up, almost at the exact time that I'shan set it down. Bringing it up to his face he blew gently on it to cool the steaming dish, taking a spoonful and sipping it cautiously. It was a little burning on his tongue, but it tasted pleasant nonetheless. Glancing down he watched I'shan's hand running across his thigh, taking another sip of the soup. Placing the spoon gently into the bowl he reached down carefully, his gaze mostly on the soup so he wouldn't spill it, and took I'shan's hand, placing it beside his leg. He didn't see the point in telling him what was going on, to N'gelt it was quite obvious that he was eating and that came first.
Once he had had his full, that is, the entire bowl, he set it down and looked over to I'shan. Now that his stomach was full, desire was resuming it's previous place and it was clear in his eyes. Reaching over he pushed I'shan's bowl gently towards the table, signalling that the Bluerider wasn't to continue eating, whether he wanted to or not. When the bowl was set down N'gelt reached over and grabbed I'shan by the shirt, pulling him close against his body. Lips crashed hungrily against the Bluerider's, while his hands tugged hurriedly at the shirt. In his haste and rough handling one of the buttons popped off, landing on the far side of the room. Uncaring N'gelt continued, pushing the shirt down off his shoulders he ran his hands over the bare skin, the smooth surface deeply pleasing. Pulling the shirt down further he then arched his body back, fingers flying to his open shirt and yanking it back, completely exposing his muscled torso. He waited a moment, allowing I'shan the chance for a sly glance down before pressing tight up against him again.
