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18.Jul.19, 01:54 AM
The past ten days had been interesting to say the least. D’hys hadn’t expected to pick up a new greenrider pet on a trip to Telgar Weyr, but he had and now he had B’jin to fuck and, oddly enough, beat any time he wanted. B’jin was one messed in the head man. He begged to be smacked around, needing it for some reason he still didn’t fully verbalise but D’hys suspected it had to do with being in a relationship with N’mall for years and then having too sweet of one with R’nd. The greenrider had been conditioned by N’mall and now that B’jin was heartbroken, he craved the physical pain to ignore it. At least, that was what he had put together out of everything he knew of the situation that brought B’jin to his bed.
Still, while he liked having fun with B’jin and rubbing it in R’nd’s face, D’hys hadn’t expected it to go on for almost two weeks. His patience was wearing thin, but he was willing to let it go a little longer before pointing out the truths he had uncovered and shoving B’jin back into his own weyr. For now, he was happy to play up their happy union and let B’jin cling to him as they wandered around Telgar’s Gather. D’hys enjoyed Gathers as they were a good place to pick up more information on Holders that might affect the Weyrs one way or another as well as see how some dragonriders carried themselves in such situations.
This time, with B’jin on his arm, it was a bit harder to do so, especially since the greenrider had been drinking since he got up. D’hys wasn’t one to really partake in such things outside of the occasional small token drink—why mess up his perfect body with such substances?—but he didn’t stop B’jin either. It took a lot to get B’jin sloppy drunk and he was on his way to reaching that point when they settled in for a game of poker against some other dragonriders. He would have preferred a game against Holders but B’jin was a bit too messy and clingy to risk it at the moment.
As it was, B’jin also couldn’t keep a straight face and kept giving away D’hys’ hand thanks to his position on the bluerider’s lap. D’hys half suspected it was being done on purpose to push him into giving him a good beating that night but was B’jin really that clever? He felt it was more likely the greenrider just couldn’t keep a neutral expression to save his life, though there was a chance he was playing it up more than he normally would to ensure everyone knew.
After the third hand was given away, D’hys laughed as if it didn’t bother him and gently caressed B’jin’s arm to give off the appearance of flirting with his lover as he leaned in close to whisper, “I’m going to tie you down and whip and fuck your ass so hard that you won’t be able to sit tomorrow.” He slid his hand under B’jin’s shirt, letting fingers glide to where he knew he left a bruise two nights earlier, “still tender here, babe? Maybe I’ll give you a matching one on the other side after I abuse your nipples again.” Last night had been a rough night for B’jin’s nipples as D’hys had tugged, twisted, and even gotten the clamps out. His hand went to one then to remind B’jin of the pleasurable pain he could give him again, making the move exaggerated so those at the table could see what he was up to and assume they were still flirting and about to fuck on the table.
“All right, let’s see how this hand goes, shall we?” D’hys smiled as he addressed the table, making it seem like he had just promised his lover amazing sex if he behaved himself. B’jin likely wouldn’t, especially now that he was promised to be beat when they returned home but D’hys would work with that, making it seem like it was a cute game they were playing. His horny greenrider wanted more attention, so he would have to leave the game early and appease him.
Still, while he liked having fun with B’jin and rubbing it in R’nd’s face, D’hys hadn’t expected it to go on for almost two weeks. His patience was wearing thin, but he was willing to let it go a little longer before pointing out the truths he had uncovered and shoving B’jin back into his own weyr. For now, he was happy to play up their happy union and let B’jin cling to him as they wandered around Telgar’s Gather. D’hys enjoyed Gathers as they were a good place to pick up more information on Holders that might affect the Weyrs one way or another as well as see how some dragonriders carried themselves in such situations.
This time, with B’jin on his arm, it was a bit harder to do so, especially since the greenrider had been drinking since he got up. D’hys wasn’t one to really partake in such things outside of the occasional small token drink—why mess up his perfect body with such substances?—but he didn’t stop B’jin either. It took a lot to get B’jin sloppy drunk and he was on his way to reaching that point when they settled in for a game of poker against some other dragonriders. He would have preferred a game against Holders but B’jin was a bit too messy and clingy to risk it at the moment.
As it was, B’jin also couldn’t keep a straight face and kept giving away D’hys’ hand thanks to his position on the bluerider’s lap. D’hys half suspected it was being done on purpose to push him into giving him a good beating that night but was B’jin really that clever? He felt it was more likely the greenrider just couldn’t keep a neutral expression to save his life, though there was a chance he was playing it up more than he normally would to ensure everyone knew.
After the third hand was given away, D’hys laughed as if it didn’t bother him and gently caressed B’jin’s arm to give off the appearance of flirting with his lover as he leaned in close to whisper, “I’m going to tie you down and whip and fuck your ass so hard that you won’t be able to sit tomorrow.” He slid his hand under B’jin’s shirt, letting fingers glide to where he knew he left a bruise two nights earlier, “still tender here, babe? Maybe I’ll give you a matching one on the other side after I abuse your nipples again.” Last night had been a rough night for B’jin’s nipples as D’hys had tugged, twisted, and even gotten the clamps out. His hand went to one then to remind B’jin of the pleasurable pain he could give him again, making the move exaggerated so those at the table could see what he was up to and assume they were still flirting and about to fuck on the table.
“All right, let’s see how this hand goes, shall we?” D’hys smiled as he addressed the table, making it seem like he had just promised his lover amazing sex if he behaved himself. B’jin likely wouldn’t, especially now that he was promised to be beat when they returned home but D’hys would work with that, making it seem like it was a cute game they were playing. His horny greenrider wanted more attention, so he would have to leave the game early and appease him.
