20.Aug.12, 02:49 AM
J’ver’s eyes went wide when he was pulled into and held for a kiss. It figured it would happen right after mentally congratulating Z’ia on being one of the better riders to win him. Yet he couldn’t quite blame the tiny man since he himself had led them into more intimate interactions with his own playful fluttering touch. Still, did he pull away offended? Should he slap Z’ia for daring to take more than he deserved? Or, and this one was very appealing, return the kiss and in the process likely unbalance the bluerider? J’ver smirked against the playful mouth and took control of the moment, giving the man a taste of what he’d never truly have thanks to his commitment to S’kef. Even so, it was fun to tease people and Z’ia earned it more than others since he played along instead of having a fit and getting violent.
After several moments, he disentangled himself from the smaller man, smug arrogance radiating from him. “Shall we walk to the bathhouse together? We’re both in need of a cleanup and I am willing to bet your clothes are still crumpled up in a pile there.” J’ver didn’t place much stock in Z’ia being neat and orderly, and in fact probably gave the bluerider too much credit by assuming the dirty clothes were even in a pile. No doubt they were scattered around the edge of the bath.
J’ver is no better. He doesn’t always behave with Tyrrisath’s rider either. Rilaleeyth sighed, unsure what either of them would do with their humans. They were fun to watch with the casual way they could interact, something she didn’t see J’ver do with many people in any situation but they also seemed always on the verge of pushing buttons and ruining the calm surrounding them. She also knew it was time to separate the men even if she didn’t want to move from her darling blue’s side. If J’ver and Z’ia stayed together too long, they would likely cause trouble for each other or those around them and Rilaleeyth never liked when people started yelling at J’ver or in general.
With another lick to his cheek, Rilaleeyth sat up, looking first in the direction of their humans and then back at Aveleth. Should we encourage their departure now? The poor Master Healer will want his office back at some point as well.
After several moments, he disentangled himself from the smaller man, smug arrogance radiating from him. “Shall we walk to the bathhouse together? We’re both in need of a cleanup and I am willing to bet your clothes are still crumpled up in a pile there.” J’ver didn’t place much stock in Z’ia being neat and orderly, and in fact probably gave the bluerider too much credit by assuming the dirty clothes were even in a pile. No doubt they were scattered around the edge of the bath.
J’ver is no better. He doesn’t always behave with Tyrrisath’s rider either. Rilaleeyth sighed, unsure what either of them would do with their humans. They were fun to watch with the casual way they could interact, something she didn’t see J’ver do with many people in any situation but they also seemed always on the verge of pushing buttons and ruining the calm surrounding them. She also knew it was time to separate the men even if she didn’t want to move from her darling blue’s side. If J’ver and Z’ia stayed together too long, they would likely cause trouble for each other or those around them and Rilaleeyth never liked when people started yelling at J’ver or in general.
With another lick to his cheek, Rilaleeyth sat up, looking first in the direction of their humans and then back at Aveleth. Should we encourage their departure now? The poor Master Healer will want his office back at some point as well.