01.May.15, 04:06 AM
“I recall several things that were new,” R’nd replied with a gasp as teeth grazed over his earlobe. They typically weren’t a weakness but after a flight, everything was extra sensitive and his nerves were tingling more so than usual and the nibbling was quite a turn on. But B’jin was right; running through the forest was another odd and new location for a flight for them. R’nd often wondered if Larrikith purposely flew when B’jin was in a bad spot for a flight. She was a bit of a trickster and she certainly had a devious enough personality to do such a thing. Thankfully, she had taken a liking to Ayyonth and him so even if she was planning things against B’jin, she seemed to wait until the blue pair was around for the fun.
Another new thing for the flight was B’jin’s mood. He would deny it as always, but the man most definitely got proddy on a flight day. He seemed extra grisly for this one though and R’nd had learned early in the day to watch his toes and what he said. The attitude didn’t bother him, though, especially when everyone that came near the greenrider received it and it wasn’t just him, but also because the signs of flight were there and R’nd knew the time after the flight would more than make up for any bumps in the day. Having B’jin nibbling his ear and seem rather content with their situation proved he had been right in not worrying.
“I like this victory of ours. It’s a nice break from the noises of the Weyr,” R’nd knew that some plague survivors hated coming out into the woods alone because the lack of noise from civilization bothered them and brought back memories of the time in exile, and he could understand that having been through it as well but being with someone he cared for made the difference and he invited the solitude that surrounded them. “Just us; not even our pesky dragons around.” He grinned at B’jin and cupped his lover’s face to draw him away from the attack on bare skin and bring their mouths together.
Still near enough to know what you’re up to and to keep your ass out of trouble, Ayyonth pointed out lazily to only R’nd as he curled up a bit tighter against Larrikith to enjoy their own quiet time.
Another new thing for the flight was B’jin’s mood. He would deny it as always, but the man most definitely got proddy on a flight day. He seemed extra grisly for this one though and R’nd had learned early in the day to watch his toes and what he said. The attitude didn’t bother him, though, especially when everyone that came near the greenrider received it and it wasn’t just him, but also because the signs of flight were there and R’nd knew the time after the flight would more than make up for any bumps in the day. Having B’jin nibbling his ear and seem rather content with their situation proved he had been right in not worrying.
“I like this victory of ours. It’s a nice break from the noises of the Weyr,” R’nd knew that some plague survivors hated coming out into the woods alone because the lack of noise from civilization bothered them and brought back memories of the time in exile, and he could understand that having been through it as well but being with someone he cared for made the difference and he invited the solitude that surrounded them. “Just us; not even our pesky dragons around.” He grinned at B’jin and cupped his lover’s face to draw him away from the attack on bare skin and bring their mouths together.