Can you stay?

Writers: Mirren, Paula
Date Posted: 10th December 2015

Characters: Elona, Sh'lua
Description: Sh'lua and Elona spend evening together.
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 3, day 4 of Turn 8
Notes: Notes: adult content but not badly so.

"Isn't he sweet?" Elona whispered, looking down at their sleeping son. She
gestured for Sh'lua to turn out the light and stepped back.

"Yes," Sh'lua whispered back, after switching off the light he tiptoed out
of the room with last glance backwards.

She closed the door gently and headed over to the couch. "Can you stay a
while?" She reached for a wineskin and glasses.

"If you want to," Sh'lua nodded. "I'm glad I ended up back to Dragonsfall,
or I would never learned to know the little fella," he smiled gently
towards the bedroom.

"He's glad too." She poured two glasses and handed him one. "He likes
spending time with you." Even with the door closed, she kept her voice
down. She sat on the couch and sipped.

"How are you doing? Still no dragon for you?" Sh'lua asked with gentle tone
when he received the glass.

"No, none." Elona sighed. "Maybe next time." She sipped again and hesitated
before speaking quickly. "There was something I was wanting to ask you."

"Ask away," Sh'lua said with a carefree tone.

"Um." Her cheeks went slightly pink. "I was wondering if you'd like to
stay. The night. With me."

"I'm happy to," Sh'lua didn't even had to think before replying. That blush
was very endearing.

"Good." She smiled shyly. It wasn't as though they hadn't done it before,
but she still felt awkward. "So-" Where did they start?

Sh'lua pulled her closer, so that he could wrap his arm around her
shoulders and tug her against his side. "How did you avoid getting jaded
while living in Weyr for so long?" he asked, using his free hand to stroke
her hair.

"Who says I'm not?" she asked, listening to her heart pound. She certainly
wasn't the naive girl she'd been four turns ago.

"Your body. You're still not totally comfortable with casual sex," Sh'lua
said. He leaned to kiss her.

At the time, she hadn't realised that what they had _was_ casual. She could
laugh at herself now. "I guess I'm a slow learner," she said, her breath
brushing his lips as she spoke.

"Nothing wrong with that. I enjoy being a teacher," Sh'lua murmured back
and deepened their kiss.

She laughed in her throat in reply and kissed him back. So recently this
might have felt wrong. Not now. Now, she just wanted to relax and enjoy
herself. Her hand went to his chest, pressing there lightly.

Sh'lua slipped his free hand under her shirt.

For a moment, she stiffened instinctively. Almost laughing at herself, she
relaxed and started to unfasten his shirt.

Sh'lua waited until she relaxed again before continuing his exploration on
her skin. He helped her to pull the shirt over his head.

That signalled some sort of release of inhibitions for Elona. Her shirt
joined his on the floor and she started on his pants.

Sh'lua stood up to get the pants off. "Bed or floor," he asked.

She blushed. "Um, the bed might be more comfortable." Certainly more so
than the floor.

Sh'lua simply picked her up and carried her to the bed.

~*~
Elona's head was tucked against Sh'lua's shoulder, while the bluerider was
catching up with his breathing.

For a long while she was silent, her racing heart gradually slowing, sweat
drying on her skin. She had no regrets this time. This hadn't been wrong or
awkward. She snuggled in a little deeper.

"This is nice," she said softly.

"Just nice?" Sh'lua asked with teasing tone, "You're hard for man's ego."
He kissed her forehead gently.

She laughed breathlessly. "I meant cuddling is nice. The rest was - more
than nice."

Sh'lua liked to hear that laugh. "Cuddling is always nice," Sh'lua agreed
with a grin.

"Yes it is, but I'm not used to doing it -you know- with no clothes on."

"I am," Sh'lua murmured. She already know what he was.

She laughed again. "You've had a few more turns to practice." She was half
his age after all.

"Yes, I do," Sh'lua agreed. He also had children around her age, which he
left unmentioned.

"Not too many," she added. Not that she cared either way.

"I got an early start. That happens when Impress at the age of 12," Sh'lua
said lazily.

"Shells, really? That's not much older than Elonus." Did she have that to
look forward to in a few short turns.

"Nine Turns," Sh'lua counted.

"Shells. He might impress before I do." That was more likely as the turns
went on.

"Not very likely," Sh'lua said. After all, Elona would be too old to Stand
long before her son was anywhere near old enough to Impress. "During the
Pass, kids rarely Impress as young as I did. Dragons seem to favour older
candidates now."

"Tell them-" She sucked in a breath. "I'm sorry, I don't want to make this
about impressing. Maybe we should change the subject."

"Good idea," Sh'lua said. "What about going to Dolphin Cove Weyr some rest
day? I could take you and Elonus there to meet some of his relatives. My
granny keeps asking when she gets to see him," Sh'lua asked.

"I'd love to," she replied. "I know he would too. Any chance to ride a
dragon." Any dragon. But his Da's dragon was his favourite.

"Good. Let me know which day suits you and I'll check there won't be Fall,"
Sh'lua said.

"Probably rest day, the I won't have chores." The worst thing about being a
candidate was the unpredictability of chores and time restraints.

"Good, it's set then," Sh'lua grinned.

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