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741.12.20 | An Insincere Apology - V'lis - 2020-12-20
Corvilis was cautiously optimistic that things were going to go well. He'd been sending letters to B'kit since he'd arrived in Fort, sending off either Sky or Fern to pass notes back and forth. At first the bluerider had been quite annoyed with him over their drunken fuck during Fern's flight, but he'd sent repeated vague apologies and attempts to soothe his friend's grumpiness. It wasn't his fault after all! They were both drunk, the firelizards had gotten frisky, and it wasn't like they'd planned ahead and brought any lube. The most recent response back seemed vague on that point at least. He'd sent another apology and an offer to make it up to Kitt, promising him a good time and his favorite whiskey and wine.
So he'd found an empty weyr and gotten some goodies together; some red wine, whiskey, and snacks stolen from the kitchen, a bottle of lube, and of course some of the pillow talk tea he'd gotten from Narinoa to help set the mood. Corv had promised his friend a good time after all, and the drug seemed an easy way to guarantee that, along with the lube. As he saw Erebuth pop into the sky he reached up to give a lazy wave.
He stood up when Erebuth landed, grinning at his friend as he brandished the alcohol. "Hey! Buthy-boy, you're looking good. You too, Kitt. Come on, as promised I've got some stuff to guarantee a good time."
RE: 741.12.20 | An Insincere Apology - B'kit - 2020-12-23
He’d been more annoyed about the lack of consideration during their second round, willing to forgive the first’s roughness as a result of the suddenness of the flight. Combining that with his own guilt about sleeping with someone else outside of a “proper” flight, Kitt had been in no mood to forgive either of their behavior quickly. Sneaking around an empty weyr again brought back memories of his own time as a candidate, not too long ago. He remembered the lack of privacy all too well, and appreciated the gesture since it wasn’t a situation he really wanted to talk about in a dorm.
B’kit dismounted and stroked Erebuth’s neck fondly as Erebuth rumbled a hello. “Hiya Corv. Sorry we’re a little late; broke a strap harnessing up, so I had to find his spare set.” The blue practically danced as he removed the harness. “He wanted to go visit with Semath and Cirith while we were here,” he explained as the blue flew off in search of his friends and hoping for a snuggle in the brisk evening air.
“I hope you got a fire going--it’s freezing here. I’m so glad we Impressed at Ista.” He rubbed his hands together briskly as he followed Corvilis into the other room, taking off his gloves and riding jacket in the much warmer space.
RE: 741.12.20 | An Insincere Apology - V'lis - 2020-12-23
"Hey, no worries. Shit happens right? Just glad you made it at all," Corv said with a smile. "And hey, it's good for him to have friends of his own. I'm sure he'll have a fun time. And of course I've got a fire going, come on." He led the way into the weyr, plopping down on the couch that he'd dragged in front of the roaring fireplace. "So yeah, I brought some stuff to make sure we have a good time. Because I owe you that, even after I said I was sorry. So come on, take a seat, drinks on me."
Corvilis popped open the bottle of whiskey, taking a sip from it before passing it over to the bluerider. "If there was a clutch at Ista I'd be glad to go to it." At least he thought he would. He'd been reassured by people that the clutch Erebuth came from was not a normal occurrence but that had happened at Ista with the Weyrwoman's dragon. Not that he had any problem with Buthy Boy specifically, he just wanted a dragon that was a bit beefier than than the tiny delicate blue. Who knew what he'd actually get though when the time came.
"How many hatchings did you go to before you got Buthy anyway?" Corv was half curious, half just wanting to talk about anything other than fucking since he was still trying to make sure that the bluerider wasn't still too sore with him.
RE: 741.12.20 | An Insincere Apology - B'kit - 2020-12-27
“I appreciate it,” he said sincerely. B’kit warmed his hands gratefully at the fire for a few moments, then accepted the bottle with a smile and took a seat.
“As many as I could, with a few exceptions. Obviously I couldn’t Stand two places at once. But I tried at Telgar and here at Fort, though Ista was always where I hoped to Impress. I hate the cold up North; I got so sick the first Turn we were up here that I missed Standing for the first clutch I was eligible for. Not to mention a few others.” Several had been harrowing, frankly, and he might have stopped altogether after Thallyath’s if he hadn’t Impressed. He’d grown tired of the heartache and the injuries.
He took another sip, then passed the bottle back, drawing his legs up. “Still, I am glad we moved up here despite the cold. Establishing better relationships with the Crafts and Holds again, and getting to meet all sorts of new people.. It’s worth the weather.”
RE: 741.12.20 | An Insincere Apology - V'lis - 2020-12-27
"Eh, you get used to the cold eventually, though maybe not if you just stay in Ista. It gets a little hot during the summer for my tastes, but it does lend itself to some nice eye candy." Corvilis glanced over at B'kit, giving him an appraising eye as he took a sip of the whiskey. "I'm glad you guys came up north too. Gave me something to shoot for, and frankly I think you're all better company than the people out in the Holds. You certainly know how to have more fun."
And speaking of that fun, Corvilis got up. "You wait here by the fire." He went to get the kettle going for the vanilla flavored drug tea he'd gotten from Nari, and once that was ready he brought back a pair of steamy cups, passing one to Kitt. "Here, between this and the booze we'll get you properly warmed up nice and quick."
Corv set his own cup to the side for the moment, taking another long drink of the whiskey before he shrugged off his jacket and draped it over the back of the couch. "I'm trying to keep an eye on Fern for you, figure if I can find wherever she clutches I can let you know so you can take one."
He watched his friend, waiting until he'd had what Corv thought was enough of the tea before he pulled out his next little surprise. "And when I said I promised a good time, I meant it. We could make out," he only mentioned that because B'kit seemed to be into that sort of thing, "I even brought some lube, just in case for you." He fished the small bottle out of his pocket, giving it a small jiggle before tossing it to B'kit. "Up to you if you want to use it. And if you want to top I'll just need a bit more to drink first." He tried to pre-empt any glares and grumps as he held up his hands and added, "Come on, you're hot and you got a nice ass, I couldn't help myself so I'm trying to make it up to you with a better time."
RE: 741.12.20 | An Insincere Apology - B'kit - 2020-12-30
B’kit rolled his eyes a little at the remark about eye candy, but there was still a hint of a smirk as he did. “I can’t imagine growing up in a Hold. They seem so stuffy. Weyrs do have rules to follow, but most of them are primarily to keep dragons and riders safe and healthy, rather than arbitrary things about using a specific fork on the full moon to eat a certain fish,” he joked.
The news about a possible firelizard egg had him perking up too. “That would be great if you can manage it--Erebuth loves Nutmeg, and I’m sure he’d love another firelizard to play and snuggle with.”
Corvilis was right: between the tea and the whiskey, with a nice fire going, he was already starting to get nicely warm. Taking off his boots, he tucked his legs up on the couch, settling into a more relaxed posture as they continued to catch up. He wasn’t usually fond of vanilla, finding it too sweet, but there was an axiom about beggars and choosers that came to mind. Pouring a generous shot of whiskey in had made the tea much more palatable, he found.
Fumbling to catch the bottle, Kitt felt himself flush at the reminder. “That’s a tune I’ve heard from you before,” he said, rolling his eyes again at the suggestion and the comment about his ass. “You know I have a mate, right?” He and J’shom had talked after what had happened the other night, and while Kitt wasn’t jumping at every chance to sleep around or participate in Flights, they were tentatively open to some casual fooling around with friends.
And despite the rougher than expected treatment… it had been fun. Maybe because of the slightly rough treatment--but he didn’t want to think too hard on that. Thinking was getting hard in general, B’kit found. “As long as you know this isn’t going anywhere… I’ll give you one more shot to make it up to me.” He set the cup aside and slipped into his friend’s lap, kissing him deeply, taking full advantage of the offer to make out.
RE: 741.12.20 | An Insincere Apology - V'lis - 2020-12-30
"Yeah, the stuffiness is part of why I went to Ista, try to see if I could figure out something new, you know?" Corvilis took another drink, not minding the small talk as a way to bide his time before getting back into the other man's pants. He took another drink as he smirked at B'kit. "Yeah, yeah. You got your mate. He's a greenrider, what's he going to care if you have a little fun? Buthy Boy's going to chase the ladies and get the both of you some one day after all."
A pleased smile slid onto Corv's face as B'kit climbed onto his lap to kiss him. Making out normally wasn't his thing, it seemed needlessly affectionate and unnecessary for a good time, and part of him wondered if he should grab his own cup of tea to make this part a bit more entertaining. He decided against it though, he wanted to have a clearer head to properly enjoy that ass. Or at least as clear as it could be with the booze. So he indulged the man for a moment, tasting the lingering hint of vanilla on B'kit's tongue mingling with the whiskey.
When he did pull back he smirked, "Doesn't have to go anywhere but a good time, and I told you I'd make sure you had a good time. Even brought lube to prove that I learned my lesson from last time." Corvilis grabbed onto B'kit's hips, adjusting them both so the other man was comfortably straddling him so he could give him a bit of a grind before pulling him back down into another hungry kiss. At least the drugs were kicking in it seemed. Corv slid his hands down to the front of B'kit's pants, working at unfastening them so he could reach in and give the man's cock a stroke.
RE: 741.12.20 | An Insincere Apology - B'kit - 2020-12-31
Flights were different, but B’kit found he wasn’t interested in debating the point further. He was much more interested in getting another taste of his friend’s hungry kiss. Especially as Corvilis’s hands slid up his thighs to his ass, tugging their hips closer together. He groaned as Corv got a hand between them and circled his growing erection. The simple touch sparked something in him and Kitt’s bit his friend’s lip then pulled back to drag in a breath and curse.
The bite seemed to embolden Corvilis. A gasp escaped B’kit as a hand tangled in his hair and tugged, exposing his neck to lips and teeth as the other pumped his aching cock. They separated just long enough for Kitt to get his shirt off and fumble with Corv’s pants. The greedy movement of the hand on his cock suddenly slowed and he whined, his task momentarily forgotten as his hips pushed forward of their own accord seeking the lost friction.
“Fuck, Corv…” Kitt gasped against his mouth and finally managed to get a hand down his pants to draw him out. Had it felt this good the other night? He felt flushed and hungry as he stole another lingering kiss before pulling back and slipping to his knees. He dragged a cushion off the couch to ease against the hard floor as he bent forward for a taste.
RE: 741.12.20 | An Insincere Apology - V'lis - 2021-01-01
The tea was definitely starting to kick in, Corvilis grinned as it seemed everything was coming together. The bite to his lip elicited a groan and he was more than happy to return it with a bite of his own on the other man's neck. He nipped and sucked, determined to leave at least some proof that he'd been there again. So long as he could get away with a bit of biting he didn't mind indulging Kitt's needy kisses.
"Yeah, fuck," Corv said with a chuckle as he nodded. The tea had been the best idea, and he couldn't help but let out a soft hiss as B'kit fished his erection out. He was going to suggest the bluerider just climb aboard again, but he got down on his knees before he had the chance to. Corvilis let out a gruff curse as his head dropped back for a moment, hands resting on the couch as he gave the tea even more time to stew. It was a lot easier to be patient with a mouth on his dick.
It seemed the tea made Kitt a bit impatient though, reaching up to grab Corv's hand and rest it on his head. This was more than fine, and Corvilis took a moment to gently pet the other man's head. He kept his touch light at first, only using gentle nudges to guide the mouth bobbing on his erection. Gradually he increased the pressure, becoming a bit more insistent with his guidance without just grabbing B'kit's head and fucking him. "Getting real close there, fuck you're good at this."