24.Aug.13, 05:02 AM
Not interested in his strip show? D’hys didn’t buy that for a minute. Sure B’jin was completely enamoured with R’nd and thought he didn’t want anyone else but the greenrider had yet to see him naked or have an encounter with him. His tune would change soon enough and D’hys looked forward to it so he said nothing for the moment, choosing to continue standing quietly off to the side. B’jin was still a bit interesting to watch go through the motions of life with a clearly empty head but it was also growing a tad boring. Soon, Zeianth assured his bonded as D’hys stifled a yawn as he cast a quick glance over to Larrikith.
D’hys could feel Zeianth’s lust rising as surely as he could feel how antsy the icy beast was while waiting for Larrikith to make her move. They didn’t chase regularly, preferring a challenge but also one they were guaranteed to win. Given how secluded they were, it was an obvious win but Zeianth was still respecting the green and waiting for her to fly and start the chase. Where was the thrill of victory without the thrill of the build up first? As soon as the green vanished only to reappear in the sky, Zeianth gave a bellow as he accepted her challenge and took off to follow her on the path to the lake.
D’hys grinned and removed his shirt, tossing it to land near B’jin’s neatly folded one. “Indeed,” he replied as the greenrider finally clued in to what he had set himself up for. No other words were needed, only action. Zeianth would make it quick and they would both enjoy the outcome of it. One step and then another brought D’hys slowly towards his prey. B’jin may not have wanted to see his strip show but he was getting a small one now regardless as D’hys unbuckled his belt. Doing such small things now made for a smoother transition from participant to blissfully mindless winner and left far less damaged clothing; his own anyway.
As Zeianth followed the plump green with expert twists and drops, D’hys closed in on B’jin. When he stood right before the greenrider, his grin turned more animalistic as eyes darkened with lust but hands stayed at his sides. It’d be so easy to jump right in and take B’jin since they didn’t have any rival riders to deal with but D’hys was in a civil mood and allowed the greenrider that one small courtesy. B’jin was in for an amazing yet rough ride as it was; he didn’t need a sneak peek.
D’hys could feel Zeianth’s lust rising as surely as he could feel how antsy the icy beast was while waiting for Larrikith to make her move. They didn’t chase regularly, preferring a challenge but also one they were guaranteed to win. Given how secluded they were, it was an obvious win but Zeianth was still respecting the green and waiting for her to fly and start the chase. Where was the thrill of victory without the thrill of the build up first? As soon as the green vanished only to reappear in the sky, Zeianth gave a bellow as he accepted her challenge and took off to follow her on the path to the lake.
D’hys grinned and removed his shirt, tossing it to land near B’jin’s neatly folded one. “Indeed,” he replied as the greenrider finally clued in to what he had set himself up for. No other words were needed, only action. Zeianth would make it quick and they would both enjoy the outcome of it. One step and then another brought D’hys slowly towards his prey. B’jin may not have wanted to see his strip show but he was getting a small one now regardless as D’hys unbuckled his belt. Doing such small things now made for a smoother transition from participant to blissfully mindless winner and left far less damaged clothing; his own anyway.
As Zeianth followed the plump green with expert twists and drops, D’hys closed in on B’jin. When he stood right before the greenrider, his grin turned more animalistic as eyes darkened with lust but hands stayed at his sides. It’d be so easy to jump right in and take B’jin since they didn’t have any rival riders to deal with but D’hys was in a civil mood and allowed the greenrider that one small courtesy. B’jin was in for an amazing yet rough ride as it was; he didn’t need a sneak peek.