11.Jul.12, 09:51 AM
The greenrider's eyes sparkled as he stared up at R'nd, features a painting of excited anticipation as the bluerider leered down at him. While there had been a time when such an action had causes trepidation in the greenrider, he was silently pleased that the only thrill that shot through him was one of pleasurable, not fearful, anticipation. A smile curled the corners of his lips as B'jin reached up a hand, hooking it behind R'nd's neck to tug the bluerider down for a heated kiss.
~ whee, fun times ~
B'jin gave a breathy laugh at the random topic R'nd brought up, curling closer to his lover with a lazy yawn. It was at least nice to know other's appreciated the terrible creature, especially when they had also ended up inconvenienced because of her actions instead of just teasing him for the results. More laughter was given as R'nd asked his questions, B'jin's features alight with his amusement as he shook his head carefully.
"Quite likely," B'jin teased, frowning thoughtfully for a moment as he ran over locations he had ended up in as a result of Larrikith's flight. "Yeah. Pretty much." R'nd didn't need to know all the details, but the sly sideways look B'jin gave him pretty much indicated that if R'nd could think it, it was liable that Larrikith had chosen it as a place to Fly from, to or above. The dragon was insufferable!
"Just be thankful she doesn't fly during Turnover," B'jin said cheerfully. That was, perhaps, the most social gathering Larrikith had not flown during. I'm sure arrangements could be arranged, Larrikith slurred lazily, bespeaking both men as she snuggled closer to Ayyonth happily. B'jin arched an eyebrow at R'nd, looking comically exasperated.
"So what did we so rudely interrupt?" B'jin asked, half serious and half teasing as he tugged gently on a lock of R'nd's hair. A slight pause followed, then a coy, calculating look. He still had the pair of pants in question, and a shirt (or three). He was just lacking what... A jacket? B'jin pursed his lips, but couldn't quite swallow the devious little giggle that came up at the thought. Boots would be too much trouble, socks were smelly, and R'nd didn't seem to have any affiliation with wearing hats.
Jacket, then.
B'jin attempted to hide his devious smirk by laying a trail of kisses across R'nd's collarbone. Unfortunately (for B'jin) they were accompanied by breathy little giggles, the sounds wickedly devious as a child's - a sound that blatantly said he knew he was lining himself up for trouble, but was going to enjoy every moment of it.
~ whee, fun times ~
B'jin gave a breathy laugh at the random topic R'nd brought up, curling closer to his lover with a lazy yawn. It was at least nice to know other's appreciated the terrible creature, especially when they had also ended up inconvenienced because of her actions instead of just teasing him for the results. More laughter was given as R'nd asked his questions, B'jin's features alight with his amusement as he shook his head carefully.
"Quite likely," B'jin teased, frowning thoughtfully for a moment as he ran over locations he had ended up in as a result of Larrikith's flight. "Yeah. Pretty much." R'nd didn't need to know all the details, but the sly sideways look B'jin gave him pretty much indicated that if R'nd could think it, it was liable that Larrikith had chosen it as a place to Fly from, to or above. The dragon was insufferable!
"Just be thankful she doesn't fly during Turnover," B'jin said cheerfully. That was, perhaps, the most social gathering Larrikith had not flown during. I'm sure arrangements could be arranged, Larrikith slurred lazily, bespeaking both men as she snuggled closer to Ayyonth happily. B'jin arched an eyebrow at R'nd, looking comically exasperated.
"So what did we so rudely interrupt?" B'jin asked, half serious and half teasing as he tugged gently on a lock of R'nd's hair. A slight pause followed, then a coy, calculating look. He still had the pair of pants in question, and a shirt (or three). He was just lacking what... A jacket? B'jin pursed his lips, but couldn't quite swallow the devious little giggle that came up at the thought. Boots would be too much trouble, socks were smelly, and R'nd didn't seem to have any affiliation with wearing hats.
Jacket, then.
B'jin attempted to hide his devious smirk by laying a trail of kisses across R'nd's collarbone. Unfortunately (for B'jin) they were accompanied by breathy little giggles, the sounds wickedly devious as a child's - a sound that blatantly said he knew he was lining himself up for trouble, but was going to enjoy every moment of it.