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11.Feb.12, 07:20 AM
While not intimidated by the brown, Ilveriath was a bit put off. The other dragon's aggression was distasteful. Instead of dealing with an unpleasant conversation, Ilveriath chose instead to give Saquith a bit of a derive snort and curl up where he perched. He didn't say anything else, he simply looked at Saquith through his whirling sapphire eyes and pondered the situation as hand. His rider was being flown by Saquith's rider, regardless of Ilveriath's approval. Indifferent but also curious, the blue sat and watched, his physical eyes scrutinizing his new brown companion and his mind's eye watching the antics inside with cautionary approval and just a swirl of reassuring gentleness. I'shan would need the support, whether the wily little bluerider cared to admit it or not.
Later, content in his silent afterglow, I'shan's eyes flashed playfully back to his partner.Ilveriath had been silent for some time, but the dragon's presence was ever assuring. I'shan's lips parted into an impish smile as N'gelt shared his name. "N'gelt," he repeated, shifting himself in the covers and daringly snaking one hand towards the brownrider. He got no such chance. He let out a soft gap of surprise as the man took hold of him, pulling him close by his waist and running his pleasingly rugged fingers over the bluerider's chest. I'shan initially struggled, perhaps just a little fearful of the handsome brownrider who'd taken him.
"You..." he gasped, eyes widening with scandalized delight as he realized he could not escape. His body quivered just a bit. He realized now, with the flight over and his mind freed from it's previous haze, that he'd been taken by force. He couldn't decide if he was excited or terrified. Instead, those two emotions married themselves in a whirlwind of fitful passion that appeared in the bluerider's eyes. He accepted the brownrider's grip and leaned closer, purring against the man's neck. "I'm I'shan."
He sighed and draped his arms around the brownrider's superb form. I'shan liked a man with muscle on him. He breathed softly against N'gelt's neck, his body rising and falling with deep breaths. "....You raped me," he pointed out, his tone quiet and gentle, though with just a touch of impishness. There was not, however, an ounce of accusation in his tone. It was more a blend of fascination and subtle fear. He leaned close and brushed his lips against the man's chin. "..Does that make me yours now?" he purred.
Later, content in his silent afterglow, I'shan's eyes flashed playfully back to his partner.Ilveriath had been silent for some time, but the dragon's presence was ever assuring. I'shan's lips parted into an impish smile as N'gelt shared his name. "N'gelt," he repeated, shifting himself in the covers and daringly snaking one hand towards the brownrider. He got no such chance. He let out a soft gap of surprise as the man took hold of him, pulling him close by his waist and running his pleasingly rugged fingers over the bluerider's chest. I'shan initially struggled, perhaps just a little fearful of the handsome brownrider who'd taken him.
"You..." he gasped, eyes widening with scandalized delight as he realized he could not escape. His body quivered just a bit. He realized now, with the flight over and his mind freed from it's previous haze, that he'd been taken by force. He couldn't decide if he was excited or terrified. Instead, those two emotions married themselves in a whirlwind of fitful passion that appeared in the bluerider's eyes. He accepted the brownrider's grip and leaned closer, purring against the man's neck. "I'm I'shan."
He sighed and draped his arms around the brownrider's superb form. I'shan liked a man with muscle on him. He breathed softly against N'gelt's neck, his body rising and falling with deep breaths. "....You raped me," he pointed out, his tone quiet and gentle, though with just a touch of impishness. There was not, however, an ounce of accusation in his tone. It was more a blend of fascination and subtle fear. He leaned close and brushed his lips against the man's chin. "..Does that make me yours now?" he purred.
