22.Mar.18, 07:43 AM
N’mor stared, his jaw slightly slack as T’ryn skated off, the young bronzerider’s eyes drawn to his friend’s rear, staring attentively as his hips swayed with the motion of his skating. When T’ryn added more to his comment, N’mor groaned softly, his imagination taking flight and he pinched the bridge of his nose. It was incredibly difficult to get the better of the images that T’ryn had painted in his mind, and N’mor wasn’t aware T’ryn had asked him something until he looked up and saw the other bronzerider staring at him.
“Sorry?” N’mor asked, lowering his hand and blinking at T’ryn. “I think I hit my head, too,” he lied, attempting to explain his stillness and silence and the fact that he’d missed entirely what his friend had said, because he was too busy imagining him naked and rolling around, albeit in sheets rather than the snow. He poked his dragon mentally, and got him to share what T’ryn had said.
Shaking himself, N’mor blinked and then smiled lazily at his friend, brushing his hair back from his face as he tilted his head. “Sure!” his expression brightened, N’mor using Rhezalth to help him sooth his emotions and brush away the lust he had been drowning in; his dragon seemed highly amused, but he kept his comments to himself.
“I am getting a bit cold though!” N’mor admitted, eyes sparkling. “Warm drinks sound amazing.” And a fire, too! But he was still enjoying the skating and wasn’t quite ready to go back yet. He just wished he could keep a lid on his damned imagination!
“Sorry?” N’mor asked, lowering his hand and blinking at T’ryn. “I think I hit my head, too,” he lied, attempting to explain his stillness and silence and the fact that he’d missed entirely what his friend had said, because he was too busy imagining him naked and rolling around, albeit in sheets rather than the snow. He poked his dragon mentally, and got him to share what T’ryn had said.
Shaking himself, N’mor blinked and then smiled lazily at his friend, brushing his hair back from his face as he tilted his head. “Sure!” his expression brightened, N’mor using Rhezalth to help him sooth his emotions and brush away the lust he had been drowning in; his dragon seemed highly amused, but he kept his comments to himself.
“I am getting a bit cold though!” N’mor admitted, eyes sparkling. “Warm drinks sound amazing.” And a fire, too! But he was still enjoying the skating and wasn’t quite ready to go back yet. He just wished he could keep a lid on his damned imagination!