Flying Without Wings Pt 2 of 2

Writers: Heather, Miriah
Date Posted: 9th February 2014

Characters: Bahji, K'lvin
Description: Bahji and K'lvin have a romantic encounter.
Location: River Bluff Weyr
Date: month 5, day 22 of Turn 7
Notes: Mentioned: E'rae; Pt 2 of 2

Bahji woke to warmth at her side and she immediately snuggled towards it with a sigh. She nuzzled the broad chest, murmuring sleepily before her brain slowly began to work and her brow knit. Memories poured in and she stopped, inhaling the unfamiliar scent. K'lvin and she had...she immediately blushed, but didn't move away, taking stock of her surroundings and situation. She was definitely naked, she felt blissfully sore and he was most certainly warm. Her legs were also tangled with his and her bottom was cool, letting her know that her blankets had been forgotten in their....ahem...haste. The idle thought went through her mind that she really should be embarrassed, but she was so comfortable and physically worn out that she just couldn't bring herself to be. She had really liked it, she admitted to herself. **I won't be ashamed of myself this time. **

K'lvin was a man that naturally put off a lot of body heat so he barely noticed that they were without blankets, especially since he was half covered by the soft curves of Bahji's delightful body. Now that the cloudy lust of the flight was gone K'lvin could think more clearly. He had never intentionally pursued Bahji as a conquest but now.... He certainly wouldn't mind seeing the woman more. In the heat of love making the age difference between them had disappeared and now he didn't even consider it an obstacle.

"We'll Miss Bahji," he kissed the top of her head, "how are you?"

She gave a soft sigh and a light smile. "I think you can just call me Bahji now." This reaction was far better than the last and tension she hadn't even known that had coiled in her relaxed. "Good." She stretched her legs a little, but returned them to their positions almost immediately. "Sore, but very very good." She paused and let her fingers trail over his chest. "Are you okay?" There was a little uncertainty in her voice and a questioning.

K'lvin chuckled, the sound rumbling deep in his chest, "I am more than okay, I can assure you of that." His fingers trailed smooth circles along her bare shoulder. "Perhaps I will be looking for you now after flights." The corner of his mouth tugged up into a grin.

She went still. "I didn't do this for that." She swallowed and whispered. "I really don't go to the flightrooms. I..." She pulled away and pushed her hair from her face. How could she explain? Maybe he thought of her poorly now? Like E'rae did? "I don't just bed people on a whim...I swear I don't..."

The bronzerider reached out and captured the woman's chin between his fingers, "Sweetheart, I did not mean to imply that I thought you hung around the flight weyrs, I was just trying to let you know that I did not regret this, nor would I mind it happening again. I really enjoyed this- you-Bahji."

She exhaled, visibly relieved and relaxed against him. "Okay." She settled back down beside him, loathe to leave his warmth. "Good. Because, I really enjoyed it too." Her voice firmed. "And I don't regret it. At all." She wiggled against him. "So...I was okay?" She'd only ever been with E'rae and though he'd never voiced any complaints, K'lvin was not him. She didn't know what the man might have liked and her experience was limited.

K'lvin smiled and wrapped his arms around the young woman, pulling her flush against his body, "You were so 'okay' that I think some seconds might be in order."

"Really?" She giggled and squirmed against him, her face against his chest. Her confidence grew and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him with a soft laugh. "Just _might_ be?"

"Allright, make that _definitely_." His voice was a soft, playful growl as he flipped her down onto the mattress.

~*~

K'lvin watched Bahji dress with a smile as he finished buttoning his shirt. She was definitely a complex woman and K'lvin was enjoying getting to know her. One thing, however, stuck in the back of his mind, "So I spoke to E'rae the other day."

Bahji went utterly still with shock, half bent as she pulled up her skirt. She hurriedly yanked it upwards and spoke softly. "You know him?"

"Not really. I sat down at the bar the other night and the man beside me had a lot of negative things to say about this K'lvin fellow." He chuckled, "So I introduced myself."

She blinked and frowned. "But...why?" She tried to think of what she had said to him when they had last spoke. "That doesn't make sense." She sighed and moving carefully sat on the bed. "I'm sorry. He and I were involved and uhm...it's a little complicated. I've not been seeing him and when he came to see me earlier and asked where I'd been, I mentioned that I had met a bronzerider and had lunch with him and talked." She raised her hand as she turned her face towards him. "I didn't imply anything else. Just that I found you good company." She frowned. "I don't know why he would think anything bad about you because of it."

"He seems to think I moved in on 'his' woman." K'lvin raised his shoulders in an unconcerned shrug, "I haven't seen him around you since the day I met you. I believe if you were his then he would have made more of a presence."

At that Bahji stood. "_His_woman?" Her hands settled on her hips. "Moving in on me just because I talked to you? Ooo...." She stomped her foot. "He's not been here because I told him to go away," she admitted. "He thinks he's trying to take care of me, but then acts like I'm a fragile piece of pottery and can't take care of myself. And then when I tried to show him I was okay..." Her words drifted off and she sat, speaking more calmly. "When I fell, like I told you, I was with child. His child." She closed her eyes. "I lost the baby. When I was better, I thought I could show him that I was okay and he could treat me like normal, so I went to the flight room when he was in a flight. I knew the risks, but he ended up with me. He...he didn't take it well." She took a deep breath and opened sightless eyes. "I've been so upset and ashamed of what I did and what happened that I've been keeping to myself. I got tired of feeling that way. I wanted to feel independent again."

"There's nothing for you to be ashamed of anyway." K'lvin pointed out, "He seemed to think that you might not be okay with the fact that he would still be with men too."

She shook her head. "He's a bluerider." She turned her head towards him. "Look, he's the only man, before you, that I've been with. He's not in love with me, he never wanted to weyrmate with me and I'm not his possession. I know he cares, but he doesn't talk to me, not really. And it doesn't mean I don't care either. I just..." She frowned, not believing she was having this discussion with a man she'd just shared a bed with. "I don't want to be treated like I'm helpless or less than anyone else. I'm a whole person, even if I can't see." She stood and walked towards him, lifting her hand to lay on his arm. "You don't make me feel like that. Thank you." She tilted her head to the side. "And I do want to see you again, even if you don't want me in bed or anything. I like talking to you."

"Bahji, I have this feeling you will be seeing a lot of me... In and out of bed." The corners of K'lvin's mouth twitched with a smile as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

She liked the way he was physically affectionate, so willing to touch. For her, who communicated with her world through just that manner, it was a way to feel connected. Her lips lifted, and her face sparkled with mischief. "No, I won't."

The man's brow furrowed a bit as he cocked his head, "You won't?"

Laughter bubbled up and she tilted her head back as she laughed. "I don't _see_ anyone..."

K'lvin tossed back his head and laughed at the woman's joke, now 'seeing' the verbal blunder that he had made. "Then how about you will be _touching_ a whole lot more of me in and out of that bed?" He laughed again, "I had better quit while I am ahead."

"I won't complain about the touching part, or the listening or the tasting..." She paused. "Okay...maybe we both better stop."

The bronzerider smirked a little glad that the woman seemed to be as pleased about the situation as he had been, "Come, lovely, this dragonrider needs some food and a little bit of rest. Threadfall is tomorrow."

She took his arm, taking his words to mean an invitation to dine with him and flashed him a smile. "I'm definitely hungry."

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