23.Oct.13, 06:23 AM
B’jin watched R’nd pick through the assorted items he was holding, barely refraining from laughing at that, too. Instead, he readjusted his arms and the things he was holding to a more comfortable position. He looked up in time to be at the receiving end of a kiss, and B’jin’s weight swayed forward slightly as R’nd stepped away, but he managed to catch himself before he followed his lover. B’jin stuck his tongue out at R’nd’s comment, laughing. “You can organise the next one,” he teased, smirk growing as he watched his lover’s face.
B’jin laughed, turning around as he walked to look at R’nd, the sound bright, but with undertones of wicked intents. “I might be enticed,” brown eyes sparkled as B’jin eyed his lover playfully; look long and lingering before drifting back up to the bluerider’s face. “Are there many rules?” The smirk would not die, but the man’s voice dropped to whispery tones as he backed into the Weyrfolk Hall door, and pushed it open. His eyebrows arched upwards slightly, still wandering backwards to his daughter’s bedroom and completely ignoring any looks that were given along the way. The greenrider’s full attention was upon his lover.
“Room number one,” B’jin murmured as he opened Amorandii’s door, and made his way over to the bed, where her things were very unceremoniously dumped. The greenrider barely waited for R’nd to follow suit before he was pushing the bluerider out of the bedroom with lusty eyes. Generally, R’nd could tease him out of his clothing just about anywhere – but he wasn’t losing his pants in Amorandii’s bedroom, and he was pretty sure even R’nd wouldn’t go there.
B’jin pushed and prodded his lover along, giggling and laughing as he danced out of reach while darting in often enough to pop buttons or undo laces with some regularity. By the time they reached R’nd’s hut, there was little for his lover to do but shake the items from his frame, while B’jin fled to the bedroom with a wicked and playful laugh. The greenrider slamming the door shut before R’nd could reach it, so he would have time to be on the other side of the bed before the bluerider entered, a mutilated version of ‘tag’ that R’nya would never have let them play.
B’jin laughed, turning around as he walked to look at R’nd, the sound bright, but with undertones of wicked intents. “I might be enticed,” brown eyes sparkled as B’jin eyed his lover playfully; look long and lingering before drifting back up to the bluerider’s face. “Are there many rules?” The smirk would not die, but the man’s voice dropped to whispery tones as he backed into the Weyrfolk Hall door, and pushed it open. His eyebrows arched upwards slightly, still wandering backwards to his daughter’s bedroom and completely ignoring any looks that were given along the way. The greenrider’s full attention was upon his lover.
“Room number one,” B’jin murmured as he opened Amorandii’s door, and made his way over to the bed, where her things were very unceremoniously dumped. The greenrider barely waited for R’nd to follow suit before he was pushing the bluerider out of the bedroom with lusty eyes. Generally, R’nd could tease him out of his clothing just about anywhere – but he wasn’t losing his pants in Amorandii’s bedroom, and he was pretty sure even R’nd wouldn’t go there.
B’jin pushed and prodded his lover along, giggling and laughing as he danced out of reach while darting in often enough to pop buttons or undo laces with some regularity. By the time they reached R’nd’s hut, there was little for his lover to do but shake the items from his frame, while B’jin fled to the bedroom with a wicked and playful laugh. The greenrider slamming the door shut before R’nd could reach it, so he would have time to be on the other side of the bed before the bluerider entered, a mutilated version of ‘tag’ that R’nya would never have let them play.