24.Jun.18, 11:43 AM
B’jin snorted, but didn’t comment on Mulrissa’s grumble about a mate younger than her children. Even in his best moments of forced forgetfulness, B’jin was still relieved that R’nd was older than his pre-plague son (which he hadn’t told anyone else about and Faranth help Amarilla if she decided to tell someone, though B’jin deeply doubted she ever would.) so he could understand Mulrissa’s lack of desire to end up in such a situation. B’jin forcefully shoved those memories back into the locked box at the back of his mind, where they could rot without affecting his day to day life, and turned a quirky smirk at Mulrissa.
“Of course,” he said playfully, “because then I get to make him feel as young as he does me,” and he grinned wickedly, cheerful and anticipating Mulrissa’s reaction. B’jin was rather used to his friends reacting with rather dramatic horror or disgust at the idea of his and R’nd’s sex life; of course, most of those people had slept with one or both of them (but never together! The very thought mortified B’jin!) so the greenrider knew there was nothing nasty in the reactions, though he knew some people – like Valerian – were more than a little adverse to the idea. So was he - with that particular bluerider – though he honestly enjoyed teasing Valerian after Veeth won a flight. He so rarely got to pick on someone, especially post flight!
When Mulrissa seemed to think T’ryn should be getting into a habit of asking the women of dragons if they wanted a trip between, B’jin blinked at her and then gave her a sceptical look. “Why should he?” He asked frankly. True, she was a goldrider, so she couldn’t ride her own dragon between if she didn’t want a child but honestly, that was her issue. If she didn’t want a child, she should be the one asking for a trip, not the man making demands that she follow through on. “Your body,” B’jin shrugged, “If you don’t want to be pregnant, you should arrange a trip between.”
B’jin paused when she said she’d lectured her son on the whole concept, and shrugged. “If you wait around for someone to offer you a ride, you’re going to be pregnant an awful lot.” He had absolutely no pity, and seemed quite shocked by her opinion on the matter. Women were strange, strange creatures!
“Of course,” he said playfully, “because then I get to make him feel as young as he does me,” and he grinned wickedly, cheerful and anticipating Mulrissa’s reaction. B’jin was rather used to his friends reacting with rather dramatic horror or disgust at the idea of his and R’nd’s sex life; of course, most of those people had slept with one or both of them (but never together! The very thought mortified B’jin!) so the greenrider knew there was nothing nasty in the reactions, though he knew some people – like Valerian – were more than a little adverse to the idea. So was he - with that particular bluerider – though he honestly enjoyed teasing Valerian after Veeth won a flight. He so rarely got to pick on someone, especially post flight!
When Mulrissa seemed to think T’ryn should be getting into a habit of asking the women of dragons if they wanted a trip between, B’jin blinked at her and then gave her a sceptical look. “Why should he?” He asked frankly. True, she was a goldrider, so she couldn’t ride her own dragon between if she didn’t want a child but honestly, that was her issue. If she didn’t want a child, she should be the one asking for a trip, not the man making demands that she follow through on. “Your body,” B’jin shrugged, “If you don’t want to be pregnant, you should arrange a trip between.”
B’jin paused when she said she’d lectured her son on the whole concept, and shrugged. “If you wait around for someone to offer you a ride, you’re going to be pregnant an awful lot.” He had absolutely no pity, and seemed quite shocked by her opinion on the matter. Women were strange, strange creatures!