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08.Feb.13, 11:53 PM
He really didn’t need Larrikith telling him that. R’nd knew B’jin wanted to go home practically since the moment they left the hut together. Finding out the game would involve stripping should have been the selling point for taking the greenrider home again but R’nd was confident in B’jin’s abilities at cards and his own ability at keeping B’jin out of whatever his fellow blueriders had in store. He felt horrible letting it go on as long as it had and to the point that sexual favours were now being tossed down for wagers. It was definitely time to get out especially, R’nd reminded himself with an inner frown, since he wasn’t all that good at playing defence as his abysmal record showed.
Quietly, R’nd turned to B’jin and fingers gently brushed against his lover’s chin to tilt his face towards him. Grey eyes locked with brown as R’nd searched for B’jin’s true feelings on the night. It was extremely obvious he wasn’t happy with stripping but R’nd wanted to know the level of the emotions and what else lurked behind the brave front he had been putting on. Not caring a whit about the present company, a kiss was given to B’jin as an apology. Rell, conflicted between R’nd’s concern over B’jin and the fact that B’jin wasn’t overly fond of him, still crept closer to the greenrider and crooned softly at the man to show his own concern.
I will, but it’s not for you, Larrikith. I’m doing it because B’jin isn’t comfortable and I can’t guarantee his safety anymore. It didn’t matter that most of the men were his friends. I’shan was easily influenced and he seemed to be enjoying D’hys’ company too much which didn’t bode well. Z’ia was D’hys’ lackey and while the shorter bluerider was still a decent human, it was hard to say how he would vote given comments he had made. The only issue would be if they left, A’liran would be on his own and that temper of his would land him in nasty places if he wasn’t careful.
R’nd didn’t look at the hand and wouldn’t have cared how good it was even if he had as he grabbed the cards from B’jin’s hold and placed them face down on the table. “Sorry, guys. We’re done. Unlike you three,” R’nd purposely glanced at the blueriders and left A’liran out of dig he was about to make, “B’jin and I don’t need a card game in order to get any sort of action so this has become redundant but also pretty sad.” He frowned at the men with a slight shake of his head as if mourning the loss of three great blueriders.
R’nd pushed back from the table and began collecting his clothing he had removed during the game and smiled softly at B’jin, encouraging him it was okay to challenge the other men in such a manner by skipping out on their game.
Quietly, R’nd turned to B’jin and fingers gently brushed against his lover’s chin to tilt his face towards him. Grey eyes locked with brown as R’nd searched for B’jin’s true feelings on the night. It was extremely obvious he wasn’t happy with stripping but R’nd wanted to know the level of the emotions and what else lurked behind the brave front he had been putting on. Not caring a whit about the present company, a kiss was given to B’jin as an apology. Rell, conflicted between R’nd’s concern over B’jin and the fact that B’jin wasn’t overly fond of him, still crept closer to the greenrider and crooned softly at the man to show his own concern.
I will, but it’s not for you, Larrikith. I’m doing it because B’jin isn’t comfortable and I can’t guarantee his safety anymore. It didn’t matter that most of the men were his friends. I’shan was easily influenced and he seemed to be enjoying D’hys’ company too much which didn’t bode well. Z’ia was D’hys’ lackey and while the shorter bluerider was still a decent human, it was hard to say how he would vote given comments he had made. The only issue would be if they left, A’liran would be on his own and that temper of his would land him in nasty places if he wasn’t careful.
R’nd didn’t look at the hand and wouldn’t have cared how good it was even if he had as he grabbed the cards from B’jin’s hold and placed them face down on the table. “Sorry, guys. We’re done. Unlike you three,” R’nd purposely glanced at the blueriders and left A’liran out of dig he was about to make, “B’jin and I don’t need a card game in order to get any sort of action so this has become redundant but also pretty sad.” He frowned at the men with a slight shake of his head as if mourning the loss of three great blueriders.
R’nd pushed back from the table and began collecting his clothing he had removed during the game and smiled softly at B’jin, encouraging him it was okay to challenge the other men in such a manner by skipping out on their game.
