They Had Chosen Well (2/2)

Writers: Clancey, Dana
Date Posted: 24th February 2007

Characters: Traelyn, J'darin
Description: Nyith rises to mate
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 2, day 19 of Turn 4

J'darin

Warm limbs tangled with his, moving a little as they both shifted in their sleep. Arms tightened reflexively around his prize, his mate, just as a sleepy Hasaarth stirred briefly.

}: We won them again... she is so beautiful!:{ The bronze nearly purred and his contentment was such that J'darin woke up a little, and pulled Traelyn into a more comfortable embrace, leaning down to kiss her neck.

Traces of fire burned along his skin where it touched hers, and he knew that the remainders of that glorious flight were not gone yet.

But he wanted to take his time, this time. This was the first time he'd been in her bed in sevendays. And he wouldn't be back again soon, he thought with a curious mix of happiness and sadness. He was plenty happy in Maurgen's arms, but Traelyn was his Weyrwoman. And _his_ in a way no other woman would ever be.

His voice was growly rough with passion and sated pleasure as he nuzzled her ear. "Wake up Weyrwoman, you have your Weyrleader in your bed. Again."

"And is he wanting some attention?" she asked, her voice a husky purr as her eyes flickered open.

Slender, tender fingers traced lines up her side, gently playing across her breast. "Mmmm... more like needing some." He murmured just as softly. His hand flowed up a little further, cupping her neck and tangling in her hair as he leaned down to kiss her fervently. He held the kiss for long, lingering moments, fingers caressing and pulling her against him.

His mind grew full of pride and passion, and he found himself inordinately pleased to be here, with all that meant. His body, though, was far ahead of his mind.

"How would you like your attention?"

Grinning, she leaned up to kiss him again, hands curling into his dark hair as she enjoyed the velvet sensation of his skin sliding along hers. It both soothed and aroused her. Shards, there wasn't anything else in the world like flight-lust. Wrapping a leg around one of his, she rested her head back down on the rumpled furs, moving her hips lightly against his, teasing him. "You feelin' creative?"

"You inspire me, Trae." He replied in the same suggestive tone, trapping her hips against his by resting calloused fingers along the swell of her buttocks and pulling her tightly against him.

It was clear he was feeling more than creative as he leaned in to kiss her again, his tongue dancing along her slightly swollen lips. "Too bad the dragons can't enjoy this... other than through us..." He murmured against her hair, his mind still loosely linked with Hasaarth's. His bronze was radiating so much contentment, J'darin suspected the entire Weyr would know who had won Nyith for a second time.

That made her chuckle throatily, and she nuzzled his neck. "I don't think we'd get anything done if they mated whenever they felt the pull of desire..." she slid her hands down his back, nipping at the flesh just below his ear, "...We'd continuously get pulled away from our duties to the bed..."

J'darin mumbled something incoherent as she found a particular sensitive spot, moaning happily as he felt her teeth on his flesh. His voice was hardly clear as he muttered, "Well... I'm not sure I'd mind so much..." A kiss, then bare fingers raced down her lower back and over her buttocks, letting her feel just how excited he was to be in bed with her.

"Let me show you just how _little_ I'd mind." He offered, almost forcefully.

She wrapped her arms tightly around him, holding him fast. "Show me."

And even without their dragons involved, he did.

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