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!
15.Feb.12, 05:25 AM
R’nd had decided somewhere during the madness of their flightlust he had hit his head and was now lying dying in a stranger’s bed because every moment since waking earlier had been bizarre, yet extremely welcomed, though still crazy. It wasn’t the way he had asked someone to stay in bed with him or the sweet gestures that kept cropping up like the gentle brushing of fingers over a back or holding a hand or giving a farewell kiss that had made him come to the conclusion. No, it was how he thrilled in the way B’jin took over his body as bed and pillow and gave his own delicate caresses before stilling and feeling secure enough in such a vulnerable position to fall asleep. Slowly, so as not to wake the man by any form of movement, R’nd wrapped his arms around B’jin to complete the intimate cuddling. There was an urge to place a kiss atop the head of blonde but thankfully his determination not to disturb the man he had been infatuated with for so long held off that final blow of sappiness to his playboy status. Instead he let the overwhelming need of sleep take over, his breathing slowing and his own tension melting away at last.
When next he woke, they were still entangled in much the same way as when he had drifted asleep. That wasn’t entirely a good thing since he couldn’t feel his left arm and dreaded the moment when feeling started to rush back with that nearly painful tingling sensation. He still didn’t know what to think about his time with B’jin, other than it being mind-blowing and amazing, but it was probably too early in the day for deep thoughts anyway and shrugged them off for later review.
As he took his final chance to revel in the knowledge he had tempted B’jin into a post-flight encounter and to share his bed for proper rest with eyes roaming over every dip, contour, and marking on his body, a playful grin appeared. What better way to complete the role-reversal of their waking than by choosing the same method that B’jin had? “Wakey, wakey,” he whispered softly, voice husky from just waking while fingers drew lazy circles on the older man’s back.
When next he woke, they were still entangled in much the same way as when he had drifted asleep. That wasn’t entirely a good thing since he couldn’t feel his left arm and dreaded the moment when feeling started to rush back with that nearly painful tingling sensation. He still didn’t know what to think about his time with B’jin, other than it being mind-blowing and amazing, but it was probably too early in the day for deep thoughts anyway and shrugged them off for later review.
As he took his final chance to revel in the knowledge he had tempted B’jin into a post-flight encounter and to share his bed for proper rest with eyes roaming over every dip, contour, and marking on his body, a playful grin appeared. What better way to complete the role-reversal of their waking than by choosing the same method that B’jin had? “Wakey, wakey,” he whispered softly, voice husky from just waking while fingers drew lazy circles on the older man’s back.
