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17.Feb.12, 10:49 AM
R’nd had no idea what just happened. Oh, he was pretty sure he did know but he wasn’t sure he believed it was real, which seemed to be a theme for everything that happened since being released from the flight lust. B’jin had just given him a playful parting kiss and wink before ducking out the door? Again he wondered if he was currently lying in a coma but Ayyonth’s grumbling about humans and their emotions reassured the bluerider that he was most definitely awake. So was he just going to let things end that way with his status of a suave playboy possibly in question thanks to how he had acted all night? Let things end with that kiss that seemed to ask for more if he was brave enough to chase without the assistance of Ayyonth? No, no he most certainly would not!
One awkward step was taken as his foot caught on a sheet that had been thrown from the bed but once he was freed, R’nd continued for the door and then froze. A glance down at himself showed he had forgotten one simple fact; he was still buck naked. He wasn’t the type to be ashamed or embarrassed by nudity but it wasn’t a common practice to wander around the Dining Hall in that state either even if it was to chase after the man you held on a pedestal for turns that had given you one of the best rides of your life. Besides, there was too much distance between them, even with that nasty bruise B’jin sported to slow him down; R’nd was just as impaired from bruises and lying in bed for far too long. His chasing after the greenrider would make him look lovesick and in need of one final touch before saying goodbye instead of the cocky playboy stealing a final kiss from a good lay. Actually, he didn’t want to give off either of those impressions which made his halted escape of the room all the better.
Giving a large sigh of frustration, R’nd returned to the task of finding his pants. Once found and slipped on, tying them on was a bit more of a challenge as the lacing was broken in the frantic removal that had clearly happened upon winning. He’d have to ask Kerrin for a replacement later. Much later, he amended as a yawn escaped. Since everyone within the Weyr already knew what he had been up to and with whom, R’nd didn’t bother trying to sort out his hair and turned his back on the scene of his fantasy come to life, not looking back as he strode through the door as smoothly as he could with a limp because to do so would seal the deal on him being love-struck and while he was certainly still enthralled by B’jin, he most certainly was not love-struck!
In his mind, he heard Ayyonth laughing at him once more. Oh shut up and come pick me up. I’ll be lucky to make it to the door to greet you.
Allowing himself a small smile when he finally reached the Hall door and saw his gorgeous blue waiting for him, R’nd greeted him the only way that seemed fitting. You flew amazingly. Thank you, Ayyonth.
One awkward step was taken as his foot caught on a sheet that had been thrown from the bed but once he was freed, R’nd continued for the door and then froze. A glance down at himself showed he had forgotten one simple fact; he was still buck naked. He wasn’t the type to be ashamed or embarrassed by nudity but it wasn’t a common practice to wander around the Dining Hall in that state either even if it was to chase after the man you held on a pedestal for turns that had given you one of the best rides of your life. Besides, there was too much distance between them, even with that nasty bruise B’jin sported to slow him down; R’nd was just as impaired from bruises and lying in bed for far too long. His chasing after the greenrider would make him look lovesick and in need of one final touch before saying goodbye instead of the cocky playboy stealing a final kiss from a good lay. Actually, he didn’t want to give off either of those impressions which made his halted escape of the room all the better.
Giving a large sigh of frustration, R’nd returned to the task of finding his pants. Once found and slipped on, tying them on was a bit more of a challenge as the lacing was broken in the frantic removal that had clearly happened upon winning. He’d have to ask Kerrin for a replacement later. Much later, he amended as a yawn escaped. Since everyone within the Weyr already knew what he had been up to and with whom, R’nd didn’t bother trying to sort out his hair and turned his back on the scene of his fantasy come to life, not looking back as he strode through the door as smoothly as he could with a limp because to do so would seal the deal on him being love-struck and while he was certainly still enthralled by B’jin, he most certainly was not love-struck!
In his mind, he heard Ayyonth laughing at him once more. Oh shut up and come pick me up. I’ll be lucky to make it to the door to greet you.
Allowing himself a small smile when he finally reached the Hall door and saw his gorgeous blue waiting for him, R’nd greeted him the only way that seemed fitting. You flew amazingly. Thank you, Ayyonth.
