Take It Slow

Writers: Aaron, Devin
Date Posted: 29th August 2026

Characters: M'sar, R'bharra
Description: Finally free from the junior weyrling restriction on sex, M'sar goes to R'bharra with a request.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 2, day 17 of Turn 13
Notes: Mentioned: S'yen
PG-17

M'sar slipped off Nazoth's neck and stood on the ledge, shifting from foot to foot. He felt like he was about to crawl right out of his skin. "Hey, so . . . we went /between/ today," he told R'bharra.

R'bharra could not help but grin. He had to admit, if only to himself, that he had been looking forward to this.

"How did it go? I'm sure the two of you got your visualizations right on the first try."

A bit of pride seeped through the other emotions and M'sar smiled slightly. "We did real good." It had been the opposite of the disaster with Nazoth's first attempt at flight. "And I'm a Senior Weyrling now, so . . ." He closed the distance between them and reached up to cup R'bharra's jaw. Despite the urges clawing inside him, he hesitated. "I want sex so bad. I _need_ it. But . . . can we take it slow? After what happened -- no after what I _did_ -- I want to make sure Nazoth is okay."

}:I don't even remember what happened, except when I look in your memories.:{ Nazoth bent to gently nuzzle his rider. }:I will be fine. I want you to feel good.:{

"Of course, we can." In fact, R'bharra had already intended to go as excruciatingly slow as possible, partly because he was an insufferable tease, and partly because he wanted to make the first time after restrictions were lifted something M'sar would be remembering for Turns to come.

"My weyr or yours?" He gently touched M'sar's face.

"I'm here, ain't I?" M'sar smirked. He couldn't take it anymore and he leaned up to pull the greenrider into a kiss. In the first moment, there was a slight hesitation, but the months of denial and his desire for R'bharra took over and the kiss turned hungry.

R'bharra grinned into the kiss and let it go on for a moment, then pulled back.

"You're here," he agreed. "But you wanted it slow. So I'm going to ask for every little thing. Make you say what you want."

**Was that okay?** M'sar asked his dragon.

}:It felt good. I want to see more of this thing you want so much.:{ There was no fear in Nazoth, only curiosity and reassurance.

"Your weyr, then. And I want to be on top." This was why he'd gone to R'bharra instead of S'yen. Imagine asking S'yen to be slow and gentle! But asking to go slow had made M'sar feel vulnerable, and he wanted to feel more in control. "You're going to be good for me, aren't you? Do everything I tell you." He caressed the greenrider's cheek.

"Oh, I'll be so good for you," R'bharra promised. His grin grew. "As long as you _say_ every little thing you want me to do. No assumptions."

M'sar arched an eyebrow. "Not sure if I'm gonna enjoy this or regret it." He kissed R'bharra again, secure in the knowledgethat it didn't bother Nazoth. Then he pushed the greenrider gently toward the entrance. "Inside. I want you to touch me."

R'bharra backed into the weyr and then reached out to put his hands on M'sar's shoulders. He suspected that was not quite the touch he meant, but M'sar was going to have to be a little more specific...

M'sar was too busy kissing him to realize R'bharra's hands were staying on his shoulders and not doing anything else. Faranth, it felt so good to kiss a man again. He stopped long enough to pull off R'bharra's shirt, his fingers roaming across the lean muscles of his chest. Wait, why was he just standing there . . .? Oh. "Take my shirt off."

R'bharra slid his hands downward and then carefully and gently pulled M'sar's shirt over his head as well. He considered holding it until M'sar told him specifically where to throw it, but that was probably taking things a little too far. He grinned and tossed it beside his own discarded shirt.

"Touch me." M'sar took the greenrider's hand and hesitated a moment, considering pressing it against the aching need between his legs, but then he set R'bharra's hand on his waist.

**Is this okay?** M'sar wanted so badly to give in to his desire, to find the relief he'd been waiting months for. But he had more than himself to worry about now. **I'm going to be thinking a lot more about him soon, but I'm not leaving you, okay?**

}:Of course you aren't leaving me. You are flying, but on the ground. I will feel with you.:{ Nazoth's love filled him, so strong that tears pricked M'sar's eyes. }:Do not be afraid.:{

R'bharra tilted his head, wondering what was going on in their heads. Still, carefully and slowly, he moved his hands upward until they were wrapped around M'sar in a hug.

M'sar snorted, even as he leaned in a little. "Kiss my neck, run your hands down my back. And then take my pants off."

}:M'sar is worried, but he trusts your rider,:{ Nazoth told Reveroth, settling against her. }:Yours will take good care of mine, won't he?:{

}:He's been looking forward to it,:{ said Reveroth.

R'bharra did as bidden, though he took his time with it. And once it was all said and done, he knelt there before M'sar, looking up at him with a grin. He had a feeling he knew what came next. And who.

A moment later Nazoth's head shot up, eyes whirling fast. }:Oh. Oh that feels very nice. Tell yours to do that again.:{

}:Nazoth wants you to do that again.:{ ‘That’ was accompanied with images of and the feelings R'bharra had felt exactly when Nazoth spoke.

R'bharra supposed Nazoth telling him to do it should count. And so he did that again. And again.

}:This is very good,:{ Nazoth told his rider, close in his mind so he could better feel these wonderful new sensations.

But then . . . }:Why did you tell him to stop?:{

**I wanna do something else.** He sent images to Nazoth even as he gave R'bharra very clear instructions.

And R'bharra followed those instructions meticulously.

Some time later, M'sar's pleased, relieved laugh carried out to the dragon couch where Nazoth was curled snuggly with Reveroth. }:I see why he likes this so much,:{ Nazoth told the green as his eyelids began to droop. }:Your rider made him feel very good.:{

}:He has a lot of practice,:{ said Reveroth.

"Was it worth the wait?" asked R'bharra.

M'sar wasn't sure even the most mind-blowing sex in the history of Pern was worth waiting months for but . . . Nazoth. Nazoth was worth it. "Yeah." He shifted and put an arm around R'bharra, snuggling close. He'd missed this part too, but he wasn't about to say that.

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