Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
09.Jan.24, 08:10 PM
Where Nonalia was a ginger ball of anxiety, Laniath was calm and collected. She was the extrovert of the pair, the one always willing to introduce herself, and her shy little rider, to anyone willing to give either of them the time of day. When she knew her flight was approaching, she wondered how well the young woman would take the lust and the resulting awkwardness thereafter. Her enthusiasm during the flight had been a surprise, but not this reaction. She had expected her to be shy and nervous, to want nothing more than to hide away from whomever had been the one to catch her.
Relax, little one. I'm sure he'll only bite if you ask him to. Well, she couldn't help but tease a little, even as she remained tangled up with Geith in her own post-flight glow. It had the intended effect; Nonalia hissing softly, her face growing ever more red as she hid beneath the covers. The gold rumbled a draconic laugh and moved to brush her nose underneath Geith's chin.
It didn't help that H'riru was just as handsome as she remembered. They weren't particularly close, but they certainly weren't strangers, either. Her mother working the creche, and the rare occasion when his mother had needed someone to watch the boy, meant there were more than a few instances where the two were brought together by age and proximity. He'd always been nice to the poor, shy little thing. It certainly didn't help the still-darkening blush that colored her cheeks.
Neither did his laugh, and though she knew it wasn't really directed at her, she couldn't help the bit of a pout that jutted out her lower lip just slightly further than the other. Of course he slid further beneath it with her when his gentle tugging failed. Lia's vice grip on it didn't extend to his side of the thin little blanket. If her face wasn't the shade of her hair before, she was sure it was now. She could see all of him beneath under here, and fuck, was she a little jealous of last night Nonalia. "I'm sure they'll be glad to know your stay was satisfactory."
She chewed the inside of her lip, gaze dropping to her hands as she released the blanket. "I... I'm sure Laniath would like that. It being her first clutch, having the sire around would probably be helpful." She finally looked back up at H'riru, her face portraying a nervousness that she often tried to hide away. "And I wouldn't mind you sticking around, either. It'll be nice to have someone to lean on as things move forward."
Relax, little one. I'm sure he'll only bite if you ask him to. Well, she couldn't help but tease a little, even as she remained tangled up with Geith in her own post-flight glow. It had the intended effect; Nonalia hissing softly, her face growing ever more red as she hid beneath the covers. The gold rumbled a draconic laugh and moved to brush her nose underneath Geith's chin.
It didn't help that H'riru was just as handsome as she remembered. They weren't particularly close, but they certainly weren't strangers, either. Her mother working the creche, and the rare occasion when his mother had needed someone to watch the boy, meant there were more than a few instances where the two were brought together by age and proximity. He'd always been nice to the poor, shy little thing. It certainly didn't help the still-darkening blush that colored her cheeks.
Neither did his laugh, and though she knew it wasn't really directed at her, she couldn't help the bit of a pout that jutted out her lower lip just slightly further than the other. Of course he slid further beneath it with her when his gentle tugging failed. Lia's vice grip on it didn't extend to his side of the thin little blanket. If her face wasn't the shade of her hair before, she was sure it was now. She could see all of him beneath under here, and fuck, was she a little jealous of last night Nonalia. "I'm sure they'll be glad to know your stay was satisfactory."
She chewed the inside of her lip, gaze dropping to her hands as she released the blanket. "I... I'm sure Laniath would like that. It being her first clutch, having the sire around would probably be helpful." She finally looked back up at H'riru, her face portraying a nervousness that she often tried to hide away. "And I wouldn't mind you sticking around, either. It'll be nice to have someone to lean on as things move forward."
