An Evening Star [Open | Gold Flight]

Despite having chased Krypth three of the four times she rose – the last one being only two days before – Ghaeth still couldn’t tell by signs or appearance when a gold was about to rise. It was only when the commotion of other dragons near him began and the way they watched the sky that he knew something important was about to happen. Ever since Tyrrisath won Krypth’s maiden flight, Ghaeth had it in his head that he was worthy enough to try as well. If Tyrrisath could win and produce decent clutches, then why couldn’t he? He loved flying in general and flights always left K’tir in a good mood during the aftermath and even a little longer when the partner was pleasing. It had been a rare thing to see his beloved bonded happy and relaxed in their early days due to K’tir’s personal life shattering around him so Ghaeth saw flights as a fun way to make the man smile again.

He’d smile even more if they won a gold!

Once it became clear that it was Okalinath in the range, readying to fly, Ghaeth took off without a word to K’tir to sit patiently on the sideline. A carcass was tossed away and it was hard to say if it was done intentionally as the beautiful gold tried to hit him or accidentally. Either way, Ghaeth took a few steps to the side to avoid a repeat with the results being more accurate. Are you ready? he excitedly asked K’tir, startling the brownrider that had been quietly walking from hut to batthouse. K’tir often did that, opting to walk to the bath to help unwind from the day and let his mind wander but he liked flying home since it was less sweaty that way. For a nice bath? Of course I am. That seemed like a fairly odd question that was extremely vague but K’tir didn’t think much on it.

No! You’re always ready for either of our baths but tonight is something different. Special. Better. Okalinath flies! K’tir paused and frowned. They had just gone through this the other day by chasing – and losing – Krypth; why did they have to chase the other baby gold now? Was Aradissicath about to rise suddenly to complete the three young ones driving him insane? That was impossible given her age and still too small size but K’tir worried all the same but only for a few moments. He had a dragon that was growing lustier by the second as he watched the golden girl and K’tir was standing just to the side of the Square with a towel in hand. There’s no way to talk you out of this, is there?

None! It wasn’t that K’tir was necessarily against the idea of flights or even sex in general but he felt a bit embarrassed entering the gold flights. Tyrrisath proved a brown was capable of winning and N’gelt followed suit but they were older and more experienced than he was. Besides, it drew a lot of attention to him and K’tir liked being mostly anonymous and able to avoid being given looks of pity when people remembered he was the pathetic boy used by Z’rak that then Impressed the brown dragon that scared the Weyr because of his white paw. Naturally, they never won the gold flights and they didn’t win too many greens either but they were talked about enough as it was that adding in those failures sucked.

Sighing, K’tir set the towel around his neck and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. His mind was open to Ghaeth and the lust rolling off of his dragon hit him hard. K’tir actually stumbled a step backwards before Ghaeth took to the sky with a shriek that echoed Okalinath’s, answering her challenge. K’tir growled and took off with a quick pace to where he saw R’nya quickly exiting. He was always with one goldrider or another but he also seemed to be lacking any interest in bedding them. The man was likely into other men – and K’tir wouldn’t have minded giving him a spin if that were true – and wanted nothing to do with women. That seemed to be the most logical place where Kahleena could be.

Win this one, Ghaeth. If his silly beast was intent on entering gold flights, then he had best win or come in a close second. K’tir didn’t mind if they lost that way. Ghaeth shot back a playful comment as he entered the fray, hot on the shimmering beauty’s tail but K’tir missed it as his focus narrowed in around him and the world closed in to only the target before him. Everyone and thing around him were forgotten and ignored as he moved toward the pretty young woman he wouldn’t protest being in bed with.