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29.Jul.22, 10:03 AM
Yfris grumbled and batted away the hand that was ruining his sleep. But Cazan insisted, something about eggs. “Not hungry. Tired,” he countered and it was her fault. Not that anyone should ever be blamed for hot sex but she still wasn’t allowed to wear him out and then expect to go again or want to dine so soon after coming down from the high without a proper rest. But then he caught some of what T’ryn said and he groaned into his pillow. Of course the eggs were hatching now because why wouldn’t they? He was starting to think Malvayth forgot they were only playing a game when they pretended to dislike each other. Had he done something to anger her recently? Maybe this was revenge for not playing the pregnancy game properly with Cazan.
After his bedmates left, Yfris debated staying put since it was warm and comfortable but he’d be a terrible husband if he didn’t support his wife. Besides, Hatchings were entertaining—when he wasn’t waiting around in the heat bored because some of them simply could not bother to be on time. So he dragged his ass out of bed, dressed, and then found himself agreeing to help carry a child somewhere. The twins were adorable when they were sleeping and this one had fallen back asleep almost as soon as it was placed in his arms. He thought he may have had Carynza but he wasn’t awake enough to sort that out.
After dropping the kids off with people far more equipped to handle them for more than ten minutes, Yfris found his way to the dining cavern where all sorts of delightfully caffeinated beverages were being served. He gratefully downed one and decided he was functional enough to put in a proper appearance now. He smiled and waved at people he had gotten to know over his times at the Weyr and finally grabbed a seat, blowing a kiss to Cazan when she happened to glance his way. When T’ryn showed up with Tazikel, Yfris was feeling much more like himself and greeted his friend in his usual eccentric ways.
After his bedmates left, Yfris debated staying put since it was warm and comfortable but he’d be a terrible husband if he didn’t support his wife. Besides, Hatchings were entertaining—when he wasn’t waiting around in the heat bored because some of them simply could not bother to be on time. So he dragged his ass out of bed, dressed, and then found himself agreeing to help carry a child somewhere. The twins were adorable when they were sleeping and this one had fallen back asleep almost as soon as it was placed in his arms. He thought he may have had Carynza but he wasn’t awake enough to sort that out.
After dropping the kids off with people far more equipped to handle them for more than ten minutes, Yfris found his way to the dining cavern where all sorts of delightfully caffeinated beverages were being served. He gratefully downed one and decided he was functional enough to put in a proper appearance now. He smiled and waved at people he had gotten to know over his times at the Weyr and finally grabbed a seat, blowing a kiss to Cazan when she happened to glance his way. When T’ryn showed up with Tazikel, Yfris was feeling much more like himself and greeted his friend in his usual eccentric ways.
