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Post by Memorie on Jun 4, 2006 21:01:04 GMT -5
"What?" she whispered, voice a little husky with lust. She had felt his lips move across hers, but she didn't wait for an answer. Leaning into him, she sort of pushed him on his back and raised herself on her arms, and continued to kiss him, though not really rough-like. She didn't straddle him, though. Balancing herself on one hand, she raised the other to his hair, and played with it a bit.
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Post by Dizzy on Jun 4, 2006 21:18:19 GMT -5
He pulled back from her, a thoughtful look on his face. He swallowed hard, trying to clear his throat. “Little girl, you don’t know what you play at.” He ran a hand down her throat, between the hollow of her breasts. “I was calling on Faranth to help me.” He ran a finger down to her navel, circling it. “I need all the help I can get where you are concerned darlin’.”
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Post by Memorie on Jun 4, 2006 21:24:28 GMT -5
"R'lan, I hain't been a little girl for a number of years," she said, speech reverting to her farmers' dialect. "You will need the First Dragon's help if you think I am." Shereae frowned at him, lips more pursed than down-turned. She hated being called a little girl, and she gave a little tug on his hair.
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Post by Dizzy on Jun 4, 2006 21:31:20 GMT -5
The brown rider grinned, his blue eyes dark with longing…lust. “I’ll remember your words then” Her slip in dialect brought a larger smile to his face, endearing. “and I’ll not treat you as such.” As he spoke he moved both hands to her sides, raising the hem of her shirt. He leaned forward his lips brushing her stomach.
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Post by Memorie on Jun 4, 2006 21:42:56 GMT -5
His lips caressed her stomach, and she held back the urge to giggle. "R'lan, I know I just toldja I'm no little girl,' she said, "But that tickles." Giggles escaped her mouth, and her abdominal muscles tensed. She pulled on her earlobes to try to make it stop, but his lips were so soft, and her stomach nerves reacted. And then his fingertips brushed her side, mostly by accident, she was sure, but she couldn't help but giggle more. "R'lan!" she whispered.
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Post by Dizzy on Jun 4, 2006 21:50:32 GMT -5
Smiling fiendishly, “Do you want me ‘t a stop?” He met her eyes, looking up at her from under his dark lashes. “I don’t want to stop Shereae.” He pressed harder against her skin running his hands over her ribs. It was not the light touch of before, her shirt rode higher. His lips met her skin, kissing her where breast met rib. The curve to her flesh made him that much more hungry for her. He was not a boy… not one to play with. His body was strung taught.
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Post by Memorie on Jun 4, 2006 21:57:01 GMT -5
"Now why woul' I wan' you t' stop?" she asked, giving him a funny look. His lips touched the bottom of her breasts, and she shivered. No one had ever touched her there before. And especially not in such a way. At first, she felt the need to remove herself from the situation, and to leave. But she also wanted to stay. She had to put an end to this teasing of him, she knew he wouldn't be able to take it much longer, and she didn't want him hurt. So Shereae stayed where she was, and she knew she had tensed under his touch.
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Post by Dizzy on Jun 5, 2006 8:51:04 GMT -5
The brown rider pulled away, his eyes closed. “Because I don’t want you hurt.” He cupped his hands under her breasts, they were heavy in his hands… the flesh soft and pliable. The Helios rider couldn’t resist letting his thumbs slide along and caress the outside curve. He made sure not to brush her nipples, not yet. “I don’t want to take you unless you willingly give… unless you are ready. That is why I would stop.” R’lan met her eyes, intensity colored them… they glittered with lust. It had been different when he thought her with at least minor experience, now… now the rider didn’t quiet know what he was going to do with Shereae.
It was all he could do to keep from pinning her under him, of making her his. The images dancing in his head were not conducive to gentle lovemaking. For three months now the redhead had built him up, and then dropped him, teasing his cock to no end. He had been three months without the feel of a woman. His control had been tested beyond limit, and was soon to be stretched farther.
The need of her was strong, burning him to the core. R’lan wanted to feel her hot channel stroking him. Erotic scenes danced through his mind, the different ways he wanted to take her. Her virginity was a boon, he didn’t want to hurt his would be lover, his friend but still… it only stoked the fire burning in his groin to know he was first. Everything she learned would be from him and him alone. “Char…” He couldn’t help but allow a low curse to escape over his lips.
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Post by Memorie on Jun 5, 2006 17:56:41 GMT -5
Shereae pursed her lips thoughtfully. "I think if it were someone, I wouldn't be ready. But since it is you, and we kinda have this thing goin' on, I think it's okay." She wasn't really sure what to say to him now. She looked at him, and propped herself up on her elbows. "I do want to share myself with you, R'lan," she said, smiling. She did. She was nervous, and she said so. "I'm kind of afraid that I won't be very good though," she said, blushing. She'd heard that practice made perfect with this particular art, and as this would be her first time, she wondered about her talent, or perhaps lack thereof, with it.
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Post by Dizzy on Jun 5, 2006 18:16:55 GMT -5
A deep chuckle ebbed forward… coming from somewhere deep inside the brown riders throat. He ducked his head down, trying to hide the mirth in his eyes. It was by no means the time to laugh, even if the gesture eased the tension across his shoulders.
“Redhair…” He turned his eyes back toward her, looking at her sideways, a half smirk crossing his lips. He thought of words he could say to ease her worries, but none he deemed good enough. Instead he leaned in to kiss her lips, he was far better with action than words. He wasn’t sure what had changed her mind, but he wasn’t going to question.
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Post by Memorie on Jun 5, 2006 18:27:18 GMT -5
"What are you..." She was cut off by his lips on hers. She smiled and kissed him back, enjoying the sensations surfing through her body. She put her hands and arms underneathe his, so that she could lock her hands behind his back if she pleased. She didn't, instead, she traced on his back with her fingertips. His lips across hers felt nice and right, and she thought about things she wanted. No scenes played in her head, as this would be her first time, but she could think of little else than just feeling his sexy, hot-temperatured body on hers, of smothering him in kisses until he just couldn't take it anymore...and then, they would make love. She smiled at the thought.
On the table top laid a large side-purse. The item's occupant, burst out of it, eyes whirling violently red and yellow. Nyl was hungry. She went between to her friend on the bed, and cheeped imperiously. When Shereae didn't react fast enough, she pecked her cheek, and R'lan's hand next to Shereae. She chirruped loudly, sending Shereae hungry thoughts. Shereae's stomach rumbled loudly in response.
Shereae looked up at R'lan, eyes wide. "Sweet Faranth," she muttered, rubbing her face. "R'lan, I'm so sorry..."
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Post by Dizzy on Jun 5, 2006 21:22:26 GMT -5
The brown rider lost himself for a moment… enjoying her ability to make him feel, electricity shot up and down his spine, only to come to stop at the apex of his desire. All of his days were spent riding formation, training. They had learned to ignore the draw of hunger, the ach of bone and sinew when they were asked to work beyond exhaustion… all to prepare them for a date that no one as yet knew. He nor Nylath rarely had time to really feel, save for such brief encounters. Shereae was so much more than that. Here he could show his heart, lower the wall he held in place to protect. He leaned farther into her, using the weight of his body to push her closer to the bed. The Helios Rider’s corded arms held him off of her, the muscles in his back tensed and strained. He broke away from her mouth and began to kiss her jaw, her neck, his tongue chased the pulse along her neck… it was rapid… strained. She tasted of salt and sweet promises. ’Faranth… her hands feel good on my back, they would feel even better on my…’
“Fall, Fog, and Fire. Char the Shell! Son of a Wher.” A string of colorful cruses issued forth from the tall man’s mouth. Pain seared through his hand and he set up quickly, drawing it into his mouth. The cut stung, the taste of blood metallic in his mouth. He stared at the tiny gold, murder and mirth both fighting for the forefront of his consciousness. “Shaffit!” R’lan stroked her cheek, it appeared the tiny fire lizard had been more careful with her mistress than with him. “Its not your fault darlin. Nor hers… but she will have to learn manners.” He cut his eyes back at the gold. The brown rider wanted to sink back on the bed and groan… cry even. ‘Was I born under the Red Star?‘ Instead he laughed. “At this rate Shereae… we don’t have even Bitran Odds of making love.”
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Post by Memorie on Jun 5, 2006 21:54:01 GMT -5
"Oh, don't say that!" She was suddenly worried. "I am sorry, but can you help me? I don't really know much about them, I only fed her some bread and meatrolls yesterday. What's good?" Shereae was worried about them all. R'lan, because he seemed fit to burst, Nyl, because of her hunger, and herself. How was she ever going to show her affection to the man if these interruptions continued. Nyl chirped. "No, I'm not mad at you, you saucy thing," she told the lizard, projecting happy, accepting thoughts. "I'm mad at me," she told Nyl.
She was completely disgusted with herself. Here was this perfect opportunity to show R'lan she really did love him, and then she had this firelizard. The woman had really wanted one and especially a gold, but not at the expense of pleasing R'lan. Her regions ached with soreness now, and blushing, she realized that she had wanted, and still wanted him badly. She looked back up to R'lan, contrite. "Do you bychance have anything here?" She was worried still. It came through in her voice. "Or will you accompany me to the kitchens, please, R'lan?" She didn't know how to voice how sorry she was that they had been interrupted again.
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Post by Dizzy on Jun 6, 2006 16:26:53 GMT -5
The brown rider eased back on the bed, watching her… and keeping his eye on the petite gold. “Of course. No wonder she’s ravenous… that isn‘t much, not for a hatchling.” R’lan raised up on his elbow, his voice was still husky with desire. “It’s just like a hatchling dragon save for the size. Hot, raw meat strips until she gets old enough to hunt.” Dragons were his passion as much as Women… He ran a hand along her thigh, smiling at her. “I haven’t a thing here save some wine and quickal... As amusing as that would be, I don’t think it would quench her hunger.” He absently traced a finger where cloth met her leg. “If she were older I’d just send her out with Nylath to share his kill. Then we could continue where we left off.” R’lan kissed her hip, and then raised up.
“If I am to go raiding with you… I need my clothes Redhair. Unless of course you‘d prefer me walking the Weyr naked.”
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Post by Memorie on Jun 6, 2006 16:34:39 GMT -5
Her mouth became dry when he kissed her hip. Shereae became a little disoriented for a moment, only mumbling, "Uh huh," when he mentioned needing clothes. She shook her head to throw herself out of her trance, and smiled at him. "They're where they ought to be, in the chest at the foot of the bed." Rolling her eyes, she stood up, grabbing Nyl and sticking her in the crook of her elbow. She looked around for her pants, wondering where she had thrown them. "There they are," she said, upon spying them. "I wouldn't mind you walking around the Weyr naked, and I'm sure a few of the Lower Caverns women would appreciate it. But I think maybe Weyrwoman Kyparla and Weyrleader G'llahar wouldn't like it." She set Nyl down and pulled on the short trousers. She sat and waited for the man to be ready.
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