Another Passion

Writers: Paula, Suzee
Date Posted: 27th June 2014

Characters: G'nir, Sasima
Description: After Rorela's flight.
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 6, day 26 of Turn 7
Notes: Mentioned: W'ser

G'nir

Sasima

Sasima had positioned herself close behind W'ser in the press around
the flight so when Branth won it was a surprise. She froze for a
moment and that moment was long enough for someone to snake an arm
around her waist and pull her toward a flight room.

It wasn't like she hadn't done this before. She'd been doing it for
Turns. There was only a moment of passing guilt and then she was
giving as good as she got.

When Nirreth lost, G'nir didn't care who he grabbed, as long as the
person was A) a female and B) willing to go with him to the flight
room. The dragonlust burning in his veins, the only thing he cared
about, was a release. The touch of skin on skin, her soft moans of
pleasure.

And he had her in that condition in short order. Sasima had enjoyed
times spent with G'nir after a flight more than once and this time was
no different. He knew how to handle a woman even when he was in the
throes of flight lust.

G'nir always aimed for perfection, even in furs and in the grip of the
dragon lust.

Sasima was a very willing participant after her initial surprise. She
fell back onto the pillows with a sigh of satisfaction and a very
large smile after they found their release. "Are you thirsty?," she
asked reaching for the glasses next to the bed.

G'nir had to wait his breathing to calm down before he could answer.
"A bit. Oh, hello Sasima."

"Hello," she smiled sitting up to hand him the glass. Then she crossed
her legs and took a big drink from her own. "There's some snacks too
if you want any."

"I'm good with this, thank you," G'nir replied and accepted the glass
with grateful nod. "I presume this means W'ser won the Flight?" he
asked. He hadn't paid attention to who the winner was. Just that it
wasn't Nirreth.

"Oh yes," she grinned certain her weyrmate was having a wonderful time
with his own victory. How many times she'd wished for her own dragon
recently just so she could experience that same euphoria instead of
the flight-loss frustration. "I'll bet he's having a grand time," she
chuckled and put down her glass.

"How are you doing? Got any more of that pent up energy left?" Her
eyes twinkled an invitation at the very handsome Weyrleader.

G'nir drained the glass and put it aside, giving her appreciative
look. "Oh, yes. W'ser is very luck man indeed."

She smiled and lay back on the pillows. She rolled back into his arms
and lifted her face for a kiss.

G'nir bent to kiss with passion.

She welcomed his passion and answered it with her own and this time
their enjoyment of one another was a mutual sharing.

Things were just about the reach the peak when Nirreth roared. }:
I'll catch you! :{

"Oh, shards and shells! Nirreth is Chasing, again!" G'nir felt the new
rush of dragonlust from his bronze. And Nirreth had just chased. It
didn't actually improve their odds. "Have to go, sorry," he never
gotten off bed and dressed up so quickly before. ** You better blood,
Nirreth. You need that extra energy.** At least he didn't have far to
go.

Sasima was flabbergasted when he got up and just left mid-act. She lay
on the bed breathing hard and completely forgotten while he ran to his
next conquest. She pushed herself up on her elbows and just watched
his behind as it went through the door.

Shaking her head she took a moment to compose herself then began to
dress. She wasn't going to go after him to the next flight But
Nirreth would be tired and that could make things interesting for the
next flight.

She snickered. No this time she was going to go find W'ser and share
her interrupted passion with him. She was fairly certain where he'd be
heading after his win.

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