29.Jul.12, 04:20 PM
“Because, my dear,” R’nd sat up, letting his hands trail lightly over B’jin’s chest as he did so, “you never look so innocent except when you’re up to something.” He was smiling, far too amused by the antics they usually fell into to actually worry what was being plotted or wonder if it was against him. In truth it likely was against him but he had no reason to believe it would be horrible since their plotting and devious ways thus far left them naked and alone together. Like now. R’nd was a big fan of the here and now and all the nakedness it possessed. Though, as much as he loved it, he also knew they shouldn’t linger all day in the office. They already made a scene with such a public location and during a class, R’nd suspected people would want to start using the hall again and soon without hearing how fantastic sex was between them.
R’nd cast another glance around the room and wondered where the best place to begin would be if they decide to be nice and end their current play date. “I suppose we should start rearranging furniture…” there was a pout to his voice, just as there was one on kiss-swollen lips, giving away R’nd’s true stance on the idea. In case B’jin still didn’t catch it, the way the bluerider flopped back down beside the man to lie on his side with his head propped up so he still maintained a slight height advantage – he had to keep an eye on the devious rider, after all – would have certainly given it away. “However, I’m starting to find this particular floor to be rather inviting and almost comfortable.”
Idly, R’nd reached out to brush back B’jin’s bangs and continued to toy with a strand of hair that truly was getting long. Was B’jin actually growing it out for him? R’nd remembered saying that he liked men with longer hair as it was something most riders didn’t enjoy having and his friend’s just slightly shaggy hair that day of the lashing was the reason for that confession. He certainly hadn’t expected someone who always kept his style as trimmed short and neat to continue growing it out! It was flattering, assuming he was correct and R’nd’s ego wouldn’t allow him to think he wasn’t, and a gentle kiss was given to tip of nose and then lips before returning to the silent task of admiring his lover.
The greenrider that was notorious for not sticking around after flights and didn’t want to form relationships was still there beside him and continued to invite him over to the usually very off-limits hut. A small smile appeared as R’nd continued gazing at B’jin’s face, knowing how lucky he was. B’jin had always seemed so unreachable, his own mind and the way he viewed the older man certainly didn’t help change that perception, yet one flight followed by a well-timed visit to the kitchens which had him finding B’jin alone in the Square had managed to slowly change that. “A cherished rare treasure,” R’nd murmured quietly, recalling the compliment he gave B’jin after the Hatching, the sincerity now just as strong as it was then; perhaps even stronger.
Once again he praised Ayyonth for his wonderful flying and sent a thank you to Larrikith as well, though he didn’t elaborate and wasn’t even certain she was paying a lick of attention to him.
R’nd cast another glance around the room and wondered where the best place to begin would be if they decide to be nice and end their current play date. “I suppose we should start rearranging furniture…” there was a pout to his voice, just as there was one on kiss-swollen lips, giving away R’nd’s true stance on the idea. In case B’jin still didn’t catch it, the way the bluerider flopped back down beside the man to lie on his side with his head propped up so he still maintained a slight height advantage – he had to keep an eye on the devious rider, after all – would have certainly given it away. “However, I’m starting to find this particular floor to be rather inviting and almost comfortable.”
Idly, R’nd reached out to brush back B’jin’s bangs and continued to toy with a strand of hair that truly was getting long. Was B’jin actually growing it out for him? R’nd remembered saying that he liked men with longer hair as it was something most riders didn’t enjoy having and his friend’s just slightly shaggy hair that day of the lashing was the reason for that confession. He certainly hadn’t expected someone who always kept his style as trimmed short and neat to continue growing it out! It was flattering, assuming he was correct and R’nd’s ego wouldn’t allow him to think he wasn’t, and a gentle kiss was given to tip of nose and then lips before returning to the silent task of admiring his lover.
The greenrider that was notorious for not sticking around after flights and didn’t want to form relationships was still there beside him and continued to invite him over to the usually very off-limits hut. A small smile appeared as R’nd continued gazing at B’jin’s face, knowing how lucky he was. B’jin had always seemed so unreachable, his own mind and the way he viewed the older man certainly didn’t help change that perception, yet one flight followed by a well-timed visit to the kitchens which had him finding B’jin alone in the Square had managed to slowly change that. “A cherished rare treasure,” R’nd murmured quietly, recalling the compliment he gave B’jin after the Hatching, the sincerity now just as strong as it was then; perhaps even stronger.
Once again he praised Ayyonth for his wonderful flying and sent a thank you to Larrikith as well, though he didn’t elaborate and wasn’t even certain she was paying a lick of attention to him.