Charmed Into a Dress

Writers: Devin, Yvonne
Date Posted: 23rd July 2025

Characters: Cosani, H'run
Description: Cosani flirts with H'run and he convinces her to dress up.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 7, day 2 of Turn 12

Cosani

H'run

}:Hello, Calcifeth,:{ Shalith said as she neared the lake.

A little smile tugged at Cosani's mouth when she saw the blue and his rider. "Hi, H'run."

H'run turned to wave at Cosani. Already his skin had darkened to a rich, nut brown from the sun, and he looked like he'd lived all his life at Dolphin Cove. "Out to enjoy the lovely day as well?"

Beside him, his dragon fanned his wings in a ripple of sapphire blue. }:The sun is so hot today, and the water so nice. I see little fish around my toes. Won't you come join me?:{

Shalith gave him a brief, admiring glance. }:Yes, I will join you.:{

"Shalith wanted a bath, and it seems we've found good company." Cosani gave H'run an admiring look as well.

"You flatterer," H'run said, but he looked pleased as he turned back to scrubbing Calcifeth's tail. "Seems to be the day for bathing. I think half the Weyr's dragons are either in the lake or in the ocean."

"At least it's not too crowded over here." Cosani set her sweetsand bucket down and picked up her brush. "You still pining over that lying asshole who broke your heart?"

"The heart is an unruly beast," H'run said with a sigh. "And you? Still breaking hearts like twigs beneath your pretty feet?"

Cosani laughed. "If they bring their hearts anywhere near me, that's what they deserve."

"I _so_ look forward to the day when the icy queen falls, because she will fall hard." H'run winked to soften the blow, even though his gossip-loving heart was already salivating over the fallout. He turned to survey the lake. "What does my queen desire? Men who are unavailable? Because that's my specialty," he admitted. "Perhaps dismissive men? Or men who like to beg? I am an excellent wingman, I'll have you know."

"I was hoping for the handsome, broken-hearted type who knows I'm only looking for some fun." She glanced over at him before setting her brush to Shalith's hide.

It took H'run a moment to realize that she wasn't kidding, and that she had actually invited him into her bed. Hadn't she? "Darling, really! Say more about how handsome I am! I do love being persuaded."

"You're kind of terrible, aren't you?" But she said it with a smile. "You're very handsome, and you're well aware of it. And you shared your fancy soap with a stranger. I can't fix your broken heart, but I can give you a good ride and maybe you'll forget about it for a while."

It was one of the least sexy invitations that he'd ever received, which H'run found strangely endearing. "I'd love to. But on one condition."

She looked at him skeptically. "What's that?"

The bluerider's grin was sly. "You must dress up."

Cosani was caught somewhere between worried and intrigued. "Like sexy underwear?"

"Yes. And good clothes. The finer things in life are what heals my heart," H'run said, sticking his lower lip out in the slightest of pouts. Sleeping with Cosani might be a fun way to kill an evening, but coaxing her out of her boringly practical everyday wear was even better. "Show me what you've got."

Cosani frowned thoughtfully. She wouldn't normally like the idea of a man telling her to dress up, but . . . "I have some dresses." She moved further down Shalith's flank. "I used to hate wearing girly stuff because I _had_ to wear it, you know? But I'm trying to figure out what I actually like instead of just rejecting everything feminine."

"We're not going anywhere. It'll just be us, in your weyr..." H'run trailed off suggestively. "I could dress up too? Bring a bottle of wine...?"

Cosani arched an eyebrow skeptically. "This is starting to sound like a date. Hmm . . . can I boss you around a little? Wear my pretty dress and tell you to do dirty things to me?"

The bluerider laughed. "That depends entirely on _you_, darling. Impress me enough and perhaps I'll let you swap clothing with me." He was beginning to wish that he was back at Dragonsfall Weyr so he could raid his full closet. There were several pieces in there that Cosani would look very good in.

She laughed. "I don't think you'd fit in my dress." But the idea of it was . . . interesting. "I can wear my Turnover dress. It's the nicest thing I own."

"Wear it. I can't wait to see you in it." Or out of it. They were both nude now, but scrubbing dragons waist deep in a lake was vastly different than undressing someone slowly by candlelight.

With a mix of embarrassment and excitement, she realized she liked the idea of a man admiring her in a dress. Or at least H'run admiring her. "Maybe I'll keep it on."

"I suppose we'll just have to find out when we get there, darling." He turned to give her a lazy wink over one shoulder. "On or off, I'm looking forward to seeing you in it."

She gave him a bright, open smile. "Men talk about charming a woman out of her dress, but you've charmed me _into_ one."

"That's because I'm the most charming man you'll ever meet." The bluerider lacked even a hint of irony.

"And so humble, too."

"Why be humble when you can be truthful? There." He stepped back from Calcifeth's gleaming hide and tossed the brush he'd been using toward the shore. It landed with a satisfying thump on the beach. "All done. Want me to keep you company while you finish with Shalith's beautiful hide?"

"I'd love company," she said.

}:Your hide shines beautifully,:{ Shalith told the blue. }:Show me your wings again.:{

Calcifeth happily stretched his wings as H'run sat back in the water and started regaling Cosani with a story about his old wingmates back at Dragonsfall Weyr. The story was only partially true, but it didn't matter when the sun was shining, the water was warm, and anyone who knew better was thousands of miles away. He had a girl in a pretty dress to impress.

Last updated on the July 29th 2025

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