The Line Of Friendship

Writers: Cali, Eimi
Date Posted: 31st July 2006

Characters: D'cal, B'vin
Description: D'cal wakes up in B'vin's bed after Aosorath loses a flight
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 13, day 4 of Turn 3

B'vin's chest was still pounding as he lay on his bed. It was a strange feeling, he thought as his mind wandered while his body rebuilt it's energy, to share a bed with someone else. His bed wasn't that large, enough room for him, but being a greenrider it wasn't as spacious or luxurious as that of say a bronzerider; but since he was sharing, it meant that their bodies had to touch. He decided he liked that part of sharing a bed, it was nice to feel an arm slung over his waist and a cheek against his shoulders. His wandering stopped when he felt D'cal stir against him. It was the second time the bluerider had come to him after Aosorath had chased and failed to catch, and B'vin's nerves started to grow as he wondered how D'cal would act _this_ time. "Shards," D'cal muttered lethargically as his arm tightened around the greenrider. "If that's what it feels like to lose a flight, I can't even imagine actually _winning_ one."

He didn't pull away... he didn't reject him. B'vin started to relax slightly as the somewhat expected revulsion from D'cal didn't seem to appear. "It's different, sort of." "What's it like?" D'cal asked, his fingers absently beginning to draw lazy circles along the greenrider's side.

B'vin's brow furled at the question. He never talked to anyone about his flights, the few he had been in had never been a good experience. "It's...intense; like what you felt during the chase I guess. But it's more... violent during a flight." he said softly and slowly as he tried to find words to fit the events he had tried to forget. "Violent?" D'cal asked, sitting up on his elbow and looking down at the greenrider. "Does it... hurt you?" He had always heard of it as intense, though pleasurable. Of course, there had been the talk about how flights could be a bit _too_ intense...

He didn't exactly look away from his friend, but he didn't look at him either. "It hurts, sometimes worse than others. But _during_ it feels too good to stop, no matter how much it hurts." It felt so strange telling D'cal about his flight experiences. If it had been anyone _but_ D'cal, he didn't think he would. "It's my fault I guess, most people like them." "Do... Do _I_ hurt you?" D'cal asked, concern and uncertainty in his voice.

B'vin thought back to the first time D'cal had come to his weyr after a chase. It was the _only_ time he'd ever _not_ thrown up and cried himself to sleep afterwords. "No, you don't hurt me." he said looking into the bluerider's eyes. That at least was a relief. D'cal didn't know how he had found his way to B'vin's door again, but there was something comfortable about sharing his dragonlust with the greenrider. He was still trying to figure out why it was that after a flight he always seemed to end up in a man's bed. Coming back to his sensibilities wrapped around a stranger had been awkward for him to say the least. D'cal was still too accustomed to hiding his occasional urgings for other men from the world. There was no hiding a bluedragon, he knew. Still, he didn't know what to say, or do, how to act, or how to be comfortable lying naked with a man. But he could be comfortable with B'vin. They knew each other well, and were starting to know each other on different levels than either one of them had ever expected. D'cal was surprised to realize he actually _liked_ being so open and unguarded with B'vin. It was a relief, in a way. He knew it wasn't romantic love, just a different level of intimacy in their friendship than he ever shared with any other man. He wondered if the greenrider felt the same. "Does it make you...
uncomfortable that I'm here? Like this, I mean?"

"Yes... and no." B'vin said after a moment as he pushed himself up a bit on his pillow, "I know what it means to be a greenrider, but I have a hard time confronting that sometimes. You coming here, me letting you in, it makes me have to see that part of me that I try to hide away. But when it's you... I don't really mind that part, it just seems... almost normal, like it's okay to enjoy how it feels." He didn't think he was making much sense, he wasn't very good at putting things into words- he never really talked to anyone at any length about anything, especially his feelings. "I just want to be sure... this doesn't _change_ anything between us, does it? We're still friends, right?" D'cal asked tentatively. He did enjoy the way being with B'vin felt, but it wasn't the same as when he was with Dyaera, or even Zanie. He cared about B'vin as his friend, but when it came to this new element to their relationship, he was almost ashamed to admit to himself that it was motivated by pure lust and desire. He hoped B'vin didn't want more from this than the bluerider was willing to give.

B'vin's chest tightened as D'cal spoke. "You still _want_ to be friends, don't you?" He was terrified that D'cal would say no, that he had ruined their friendship. "Of course I do," D'cal quickly reassured him. "It's just... I want to be sure we can have both. That we can be friends and have... _this_
too."

Relaxing, B'vin fell silent. He thought he understood what D'cal was saying, that he didn't want B'vin to think they were having a _romantic_ relationship. Honestly, B'vin didn't know if he thought they were or not. Or even if he _wanted_ them to be. He'd never been in anything _romantic_ before so he wasn't sure where the line of friendship was crossed. He did know D'cal's friendship was important to him though, and he didn't want to lose that. "Both is fine with me,"
he said quietly, "but friendship comes first." "Yes, most definitely," D'cal agreed. "Friendship should always come first."

Last updated on the July 31st 2006

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