A Grand Night Out (finale)

Writers: Eimi, Yvonne
Date Posted: 9th December 2005

Characters: K'nure, B'ram
Description: K'nure and B'ram compare notes the morning after
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 8, day 28 of Turn 3

B'ram

B'ram grabbed his mug of klah and slid wearily into the seat across from K'nure. He couldn't quite meet the bluerider's eyes. K'nure had probably spent a lovely night with Covimei, if she had ever stopped crying that is. But as for him... "Good morning," he finally managed to mumble.

"I'm surprised that you had the balls to show up here," K'nure said dryly. He stabbed a piece of bacon with his fork. "If you don't like me, you could have just said so."

"I'm surprised I have any balls either," B'ram muttered, wincing slightly as he brought the mug to his lips. "I envy you, bluerider.
When you have had enough of women, you still have men to fall back on."

K'nure rolled his eyes. "Oh, don't even try to turn this around. Not only did she follow me back to my weyr - _follow_, not 'was invited', but she spent the entire night either crying, snoring, or wiping her nose all over me." He felt as though gleaming trails of slime still traced their way across his body, even after a long bath and a vigorous scrubbing.

"Yes, but at least you didn't have to..." B'ram shut up quickly. It was humiliating. "If you hadn't mentioned her _dragon_ she would have been fine."

K'nure raised an eyebrow and reached for his klah. "Didn't have to what?"

"I don't want to talk about it," the brownrider sulked. "How was swimming? Didn't you get... _anything_ good out of your swim?"

"Not wanting to talk about it is a sure sign that something happened." It was K'nure's turn to smile. He pushed his plate toward the brownrider. "Here - if you spill I'll let you have my last piece of bacon!"

"I don't want your bacon. I really don't have the stomach for food right now..." B'ram took another sip of klah. "You know, at _first_
everything was fine. _Great_ in fact. We had ourselves a little roll in the dunes, and she was pretty... forward and bit demanding, and very enthusiastic... but..."

"But? But?" K'nure ate the bacon and leaned forward on his elbows.
"But what?"

B'ram's face glowed as he groaned his embarrassment. "Oh, shards, K'nure, that woman is a _freak_!"

"Birdalla?" K'nure shook his head. "She seemed normal. _Covimei_ was a freak. I don't have small nipples. Do I?"

The brownrider shook his head. "I would have gladly taken Covimei over... over _that_."

"Covimei is moist, clingy, and apparently a maniac. She went from crying to wanting to cuddle to being insulting and back to crying again within five minutes. Not only did I not get any sleep, but my sheets are damp with Faranth knows what. And did I mention that she snores?" K'nure sighed. "At least you could hold a conversation of some sort with Birdalla."

"Yes, but Birdalla, she has..." he leaned closer and whispered, "She has _toys_..."

"Toys?" The bluerider grinned. "Like a little push-wagon on a stick, perhaps? Or a doll? Did she scare you with a dolly?"

"No, you idiot! Toys! Like..." whispering again, "... like _naughty_ toys..."

K'nure raised his eyebrows. He'd experimented a few times, but...
'naughty' made him want to laugh. "What kind of, ah, 'naughty' toys?"

"I don't want to even describe some of them to you. But she..." The brownrider tried to hide his bright pink flush behind a cup of klah, not wanting to meet his friend's eye.

**What _happened_ to him?!** K'nure hid his smile, although there was that lovely little hum of revenge for that soggy night with a weepy greenrider that made it hard. "You okay?"

B'ram nodded. "If I don't move, I think I will be ok."

"Need to see a healer?" he asked mischievously.

"No no no," the brownrider said quickly. "No, it's just that... Shards, K'nure she..." He leaned forward and whispered as quietly as he could so only the bluerider could hear. "She _violated_ me!"

And yet, it had seemed so consensual on the beach...! K'nure sat back and tried to act serious. "Are you going to report her?"

B'ram quickly shook his head. "Oh shards no. What could I report her for? Being kinky? She did it once, but believe me, she never tried it again!" The brownrider squirmed a bit. "But I don't know if I'm gonna be able to sit comfortable for a while."

The bluerider was quiet for a moment. "I guess we both had a rotten night."

The brownrider sighed as he speared a tuber with his fork. "Yeah..."
He chewed thoughtfully for a moment before looking up at his friend.
"So, you want to try again next week? You can pick the girls?"

K'nure nodded. "Sounds good to me!"

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