24.Aug.13, 03:32 PM
Larrikith shrieked, her voice high pitched and filled with fury and rage at the blue dragon chasing her as she zipped through the sky. It was, at the end of it all, the wrong blue and she knew that, but Larrikith was in no mood to call Ayyonth to her when her blasted mate should already be there! If he couldn’t find the time to be present when he was supposed to be, than she couldn’t find the energy required to call him to her! The lack of competition for her hide was neither acknowledged nor ignored, as Larrikith angled up to fly through the clouds. Very few dragons chose to chase her any more, and were any close enough to see her, they would see the chasing blue and write it off as Ayyonth, despite the lack of similarity in colours between the two males.
“No!” B’jin’s voice came out clipped and he took a stumbling step backwards and away from D’hys as the bluerider came towards him, brown eyes widening as the shirt was tossed aside, glancing around for an escape route. He did not want! Where was R’nd? R’nd always flew with him now! Why wasn’t Ayyonth in the sky giving chase to Larrikith? No one ever bothered chasing them any more, not when Ayyonth was in the sky with his green. She was supposed to be caught by Ayyonth, and only Ayyonth and why wasn’t he there? B’jin glanced around desperately again, clearly hoping R’nd would miraculously appear out of the surrounding scenery to leap in and save him from the approaching D’hys.
B’jin shrank back as D’hys came to a standstill, watching in terror as his features were overtaken by dragon lust, and B’jin shuddered fearfully; he hated the way they changed, the way they became something else when their dragon took control, and the way B’jin knew he became nothing more than a means to an end. Larrikith shrieked in the sky above, and B’jin trembled before releasing his hold against her, and diving headfirst into her lust. He did not want to know, he didn’t want to know any of it. Better to be lost in the grips of his dragon’s desires than have any conscious knowledge of what D’hys was doing to his body.
Brown eyes darkened with dragon lust, B’jin’s chin rose so he could look up at D’hys smugly, clearly as one with Larrikith as he sidestepped the other rider teasingly, one hand lifting to brush along the side of D’hys’ arm in a manner similar to the way Larrikith doubled back, dropping to brush her wing down the side of Zeianth’s own before she turned again and zipped off in another location, leading a game of cat and mouse. What fun was taking to the skies, if there were no games played while they were up there? B’jin grinned coyly as Larrikith gave a chirp, and pushed up to vanish into a stray cloud; she reappeared out of it at an odd location, before dropping into a dive towards the ground, brushing close to Zeianth though whether by design or accident was left unanswered.
“No!” B’jin’s voice came out clipped and he took a stumbling step backwards and away from D’hys as the bluerider came towards him, brown eyes widening as the shirt was tossed aside, glancing around for an escape route. He did not want! Where was R’nd? R’nd always flew with him now! Why wasn’t Ayyonth in the sky giving chase to Larrikith? No one ever bothered chasing them any more, not when Ayyonth was in the sky with his green. She was supposed to be caught by Ayyonth, and only Ayyonth and why wasn’t he there? B’jin glanced around desperately again, clearly hoping R’nd would miraculously appear out of the surrounding scenery to leap in and save him from the approaching D’hys.
B’jin shrank back as D’hys came to a standstill, watching in terror as his features were overtaken by dragon lust, and B’jin shuddered fearfully; he hated the way they changed, the way they became something else when their dragon took control, and the way B’jin knew he became nothing more than a means to an end. Larrikith shrieked in the sky above, and B’jin trembled before releasing his hold against her, and diving headfirst into her lust. He did not want to know, he didn’t want to know any of it. Better to be lost in the grips of his dragon’s desires than have any conscious knowledge of what D’hys was doing to his body.
Brown eyes darkened with dragon lust, B’jin’s chin rose so he could look up at D’hys smugly, clearly as one with Larrikith as he sidestepped the other rider teasingly, one hand lifting to brush along the side of D’hys’ arm in a manner similar to the way Larrikith doubled back, dropping to brush her wing down the side of Zeianth’s own before she turned again and zipped off in another location, leading a game of cat and mouse. What fun was taking to the skies, if there were no games played while they were up there? B’jin grinned coyly as Larrikith gave a chirp, and pushed up to vanish into a stray cloud; she reappeared out of it at an odd location, before dropping into a dive towards the ground, brushing close to Zeianth though whether by design or accident was left unanswered.