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20.Feb.22, 07:33 AM
M’quel laughed softly against N’lis’ lips as he gaped at her, pressing hot little kisses against the side of his neck, nipping occasionally, and letting him process the idea. He hadn’t thrown her off his lap, which was an excellent start, and she’d known N’lis for a long time, long enough to know he was shy and awkward and she adored that about him. It made him sweet, and not at all like a lot of the other Weyrfolk who thought they were the Faranth given gift to men and women both. Some of them, like D'hys, were right. But that wasn’t the point.
Another peal of laughter tumbled free from M’quel as N’lis stumbled over his words, and she giggled freely at his cut off statement about masturbation. She’d done a lot of that, too. D’hys had fine tuned her abilities to please herself when she couldn’t be with someone who would do it for her. She turned a mischievous smile on her boyfriend. “You can masturbate if you want,” she teased gently, going back to nibbling on his neck, and pressing her cheek against his as she whispered in his ear, “so long as I can watch…” She could feel his face heat up, and it caused her to giggle again.
M'quel breathed softly against N’lis as his hands slid up under her shirt, and she nipped lightly at his earlobe; his hands felt both cool and hot against her skin, and she wanted to feel more of it, everywhere. She dipped her hands down the back of N’lis’ shirt, from the collar, and spread her fingers so she could feel as much of his shoulder blades as possible. It was a little awkward, but it wasn’t really on her mind as she gave a playful pout. “Ledges are great for dragons but maybe your bed would be better.” She paused for a moment, remembering how grimy she felt and she knew N’lis had mentioned wanting to bathe, too. “Or a bath.” She hadn’t been in her friends weyr yet, and didn’t know it had its own bath. “They’re close, yeah?”
As she spoke, M’quel carefully extracted herself from N’lis’ lap, not liking the distance between them, and extended a hand to help him to his feet, wrapping her arms around his waist once he was standing, and shifting onto her toes to kiss him again, enjoying the way he tasted and the feel of his lips, nipping and teasing at them before she let the kiss finish, so he could make a decision about where they would go to next; she was happy to wait while he collected himself, smiling excitedly up at him. She’d waited so long for this, and was immensely pleased with herself for the current progress, and promise of what was to come.
Another peal of laughter tumbled free from M’quel as N’lis stumbled over his words, and she giggled freely at his cut off statement about masturbation. She’d done a lot of that, too. D’hys had fine tuned her abilities to please herself when she couldn’t be with someone who would do it for her. She turned a mischievous smile on her boyfriend. “You can masturbate if you want,” she teased gently, going back to nibbling on his neck, and pressing her cheek against his as she whispered in his ear, “so long as I can watch…” She could feel his face heat up, and it caused her to giggle again.
M'quel breathed softly against N’lis as his hands slid up under her shirt, and she nipped lightly at his earlobe; his hands felt both cool and hot against her skin, and she wanted to feel more of it, everywhere. She dipped her hands down the back of N’lis’ shirt, from the collar, and spread her fingers so she could feel as much of his shoulder blades as possible. It was a little awkward, but it wasn’t really on her mind as she gave a playful pout. “Ledges are great for dragons but maybe your bed would be better.” She paused for a moment, remembering how grimy she felt and she knew N’lis had mentioned wanting to bathe, too. “Or a bath.” She hadn’t been in her friends weyr yet, and didn’t know it had its own bath. “They’re close, yeah?”
As she spoke, M’quel carefully extracted herself from N’lis’ lap, not liking the distance between them, and extended a hand to help him to his feet, wrapping her arms around his waist once he was standing, and shifting onto her toes to kiss him again, enjoying the way he tasted and the feel of his lips, nipping and teasing at them before she let the kiss finish, so he could make a decision about where they would go to next; she was happy to wait while he collected himself, smiling excitedly up at him. She’d waited so long for this, and was immensely pleased with herself for the current progress, and promise of what was to come.
