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Author Topic: Tired of Waiting [07.04.2590] 5:30am // K'zaya  (Read 82 times)

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Tired of Waiting [07.04.2590] 5:30am // K'zaya
« on: February 15, 2017, 04:16:45 AM »
Inanna was sick and tired of waiting in her Weyr for someone to come seek her out. Enough was enough. She was a nubile, young woman, who deserved to have suitors barging into her room during a queen flight. And if no one was going to come a-barging, she was going to drag a loser into the nearest reasonably secluded area.

Stumbling out of her Weyr and into the corridor, she staggered towards where she vaguely knew, in the back of her mind, the failed suitors of Imyth would be soon stumbling out as well. Bronze, brown or blue. She'd take them all. Inanna didn't have any preferences, she really just didn't want to be alone during a flight like this.

Wouldn't you be so much more comfortable spending your night alone? Cremath, shy as ever, asked. Knowing that if Inanna brought someone back to their Weyr, that Cremath would likely have to share her ledge with the dragon of said rider, for a least a short period of time, while he was picked up later on in the day.

Cremath would have been much happier if she wasn't put in the company of any failed dragon at this point in time.

"Sorry Cremath. I have needs." Even if her own dragon didn't want the feel the pull, Inanna couldn't help it. She needed to take this flightlust out on someone, and flight losers were always worth their while.

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@Kyya Let me know if this is okay. You can powerplay if you have any ideas of where they want to go.
Inanna gave birth to daughter, Cianna on the 15.02.2590

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Re: Tired of Waiting [07.04.2590] 5:30am // K'zaya
« Reply #1 on: February 16, 2017, 10:49:18 PM »
It was an odd line to tread, trying to ignore the flight lust just long enough to pull Fyenoruth away from the chase without disheartening the bronze dragon from trying in future flights. It was no secret that his partner hoped to be placed in a higher position than just another wingrider, and queen flights were about the quickest ways to achieve that, even if only until she flies again.

Unfortunately, K’zaya himself had no desire at all to catch the queen and bed her rider, so while he found himself completely immersed inside Fyenoruth’s head, as the strain of the flight started to wear on the dragon, he found he was getting steadily closer to the exit of Eimarra’s weyr.  As he dragged his way out of the room, fighting hard not to be drawn completely into Fyenoruth’s head, he found himself embraced quickly by a slight woman who must have been waiting for just such an appearance.

His arms immediately went to embrace the woman, lips trapped by hers as he struggled to define himself. They hadn’t caught the queen, and there was an ecstasy there at that knowledge. He pulled himself from the surprisingly tight grip long enough to catch sight of her face. Taking in the dark eyes and light smattering of freckles even as he wracked his brain for her name.

It came to him surprisingly quickly considering every fibre of his being was distracted elsewhere, and he reached out to Fyenoruth, an easy enough task all things considered. //Find Cremath. I have Inanna.// he practically grunted as he pressed the woman closer to him, not in the least bit surprised as he felt his bronze pull out of the gold flight, though whether because it had ended or she had been caught he didn’t know.

“Your… Weyr…?” He whispered between breaths, fighting the urge to just press her up against the stone wall and take her where they stood. He wasn’t the first to have left the junior weyrwoman’s weyr and he would not be the last, and while almost every action seemed excusable while under the throws of flight-lust, he did not want to be that guy. The very least he could do was find a bed to throw her onto.

It was a relatively short trip to the woman’s weyr, and the slight clarity to his thoughts gave him the chance to take in the scenery as it were.

Fyenoruth, despite the lust stabbing through their bond, had made his way as close to the edge of the ledge as he could, eyes whirling sadly as he looked at the green dragon with such a forlorn expression it was easy to tell he had been unable to cajole the other dragon into a rebound-romp. He was curled up on himself, head resting on his tail and very clearly feeling underappreciated.

He didn’t have long to linger on the two dragons as his eyes fell onto the cot, flinging back the bed furs before doing his best “Suave dragonrider” impression – a feat that started with an attempt to lift Inanna off the ground and fall with her as he placed her delicately onto the bed, but ended with him just falling onto the bed with Inanna being dragged along with him. He wasn’t gentle – who was in the middle of a flight? - as he rolled on top of her and pinned her down, removing her clothing in rough motions. He barely got the laces to his breaches untied before he was thrusting inside her, the euphoria almost stifling as he managed the first step in sating his flight lust.

They get to do it. Fyenoruth grumbled, the hope in his voice as he eyed off the green on her ledge unmistakable.

It was the last thing K’zaya heard, however, as he gave all his attention to the woman beneath him and the need that permeated through to his very soul.

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There you go. Have fun. It’s a fade to black-ish thing so hope it’s alright. Fyenoruth wouldn’t have pushed very hard trying to get Cremath to mate with him so however you wanna play that is up to you. He’ll be up and perky once the flight lust has faded, and won’t resent her at all for not being willing xD I also hope the powerplay was OK >.>; I can change whatever if need be.

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Re: Tired of Waiting [07.04.2590] 5:30am // K'zaya
« Reply #2 on: February 16, 2017, 11:27:43 PM »
Inanna was pleased when it didn't take too long to find a suitable man for the night. She didn't even both to take a look at his face, just latched onto him not wanting to let go of him in fear that for some reason, he might be pulled away from her and she wouldn't be able to get rid of all this lust.

She almost growled in annoyance at the idea of having to walk back to her Weyr, she wanted him now. Not later. But she knew it was close, and so, with a fist clenched in the front of his riding leathers, she dragged him towards her Weyr, occasionally pushing him up against a wall to kiss him once again.

His rough handling pleased her. And she wasn't put off by the awkward fall, she didn't have enough brain power to think and process what was happening. Her clothes were gone and it was skin on skin and she was lost, letting the flight lust spiral her away.

Cremath shuffled as close to the edge of her ledge as she could as she watched Fyenoruth wing his way towards her. Why were these bronzes all so big? They took up all her room. And... he wanted her to? He... thought she would? No. Of course not, he hadn't even flown her before, she barely knew the dragon.

You... you... stay on your side of the ledge. The green demanded shakily, although admittedly, the bronze took up more than half of the space.


Fade to Black


Inanna woke later in the day deliciously sore. It seemed she had snagged a catch after all. Turning over to stare at the rider next to her, she was finally able to put a name to a face.

Ah... So how did Fyenoruth take the loss?

He complained. Cremath said simply, happy enough that he had stuck to himself for the rest of the night, not approaching her again after his initial complaint.

You can't blame him. He loses a Queen flight and ends up on a ledge with a beautiful green like yourself. Can't hurt him to try.

Cremath didn't respond.

"G'morning K'zaya."
Inanna gave birth to daughter, Cianna on the 15.02.2590

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Re: Tired of Waiting [07.04.2590] 5:30am // K'zaya
« Reply #3 on: February 20, 2017, 03:39:23 AM »
Fyenoruth had woken a short time before Inanna spoke, eyes whirling impatiently as he eaoted for Cremath to pay attention to him. He rumbled gently, trying to draw attention, though the volume at which he spoke to her was not nearly so subtle. May I move, now? he asked bluntly, making a point not to do any more than resettle his wings while he waited for the green’s approval. He didn’t care to keep the request to himself, the surprisingly pleasant gonging tone to his voice heard by rider and dragon alike.

K’zaya, for his part had rolled over as Inanna stirred, propping himself up using his elbow and grinning at her with all the satisfaction of a firelizard among the wherries. “Mornin’ yourself, Inanna. Didn’t think I’d be lucky enough to run I to you outside of Eimarra’s Weyr mid-flight. Thought you would’ve holed up with one of those pretty beach riders instead.” He teased, though the genuine happiness at having Inanna for a partner post-flight would be clear in his tone. A moment of concern, though, as he searched her face for any sign of injury. Flight lust wasn’t the kindest of situations for your first sexual experience with a new partner, regardless of how badly one was effected by it. “You’re OK?” he added before rolling over tot ake in the sight of his bronze, dwarfing the petit green despite his own narrow build.

“And you, big guy? Who’d you lose to? Worth it to  share a ledge with such a beauty, right?” he was a little giddy, to be honest, as he spoke to the Fyenoruth. Another proverbial bullet dodged, and they’d managed to find themselves a pretty pair indeed. No responsibility, and an altigether pleasant awakening.

I could have. Fyenoruth whined, petulantly, Maelboroth caught Imyth. he continued his complaint, daring a glance back to the green who he was surprised to note was much more appealing in the morning sunlight than the gold he had just lost. He knew it would have upset K’zaya if he had won, and some greens, he knew were less… well. Flighty than others. Despite her refusal to let him have her earlier, Fyenoruth found the loss affected him less with her so closeby.

“Maelboroth? But he’s a-“

BROOOOOWNNN the bronze finished with a noisy groan, the dismay at losing to a smaller colour. The floor practically vibrating with the sound he made.

K’zaya couldn’t have been happier at the news, turning back to Inanna with a devilish grin. “You hear that, Inanna! Brown’s can win a flight! More competition! Less chances to win.” He laughed before throwing himself back on the pillow, hands behind his head and staring at the ceiling with unfiltered delight on his face. “What a wonderful world we live in, right?” he added in case his joy at the news could have been possibly construed as something else.

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Re: Tired of Waiting [07.04.2590] 5:30am // K'zaya
« Reply #4 on: February 20, 2017, 04:30:09 AM »
I suppose so. Cremath responded very primly. She was not going to feel guilty about what did or did not happen the previous night. Just because he couldn't win a gold, doesn't mean that she was just going to let him have what he wanted. A surprisingly stern and stubborn frame of mind for the usually more docile green.

And she supposed he was being polite, if a little petulant. So she stretched out on her side of her ledge, a little more relaxed in his company now, letting her tail fall over the side of the ledge in her relaxed position.

Inanna shrugged, but grinned at K'zaya's misconception. "I not so snobby as to stick to my own wing, I know that there are perfectly handsome riders in other wings as well." She finished with a wink. More honestly, it was because she really just wasn't that picky, the beach riders she was friends with in her wing, didn't want to settle down, which was fine with her, but had made her expand her horizons a long time ago.

"I'm fine." The question was sweet, so the response was laced with content, one of her hands coming up to trace the ginger scruff that lay on his jawline. "Thank you."

Fyenoruth's got a pretty voice. Inanna said, for Cremath's ears alone.

I suppose. If you like that kind of voice.

Cremath did. But she wasn't going to admit that.

Inanna's mouth formed a round o of surprise at Fyenoruth's news, that quickly turned into a grin at K'zaya's exuberant reaction.

"A strong brown, I'm sure. Are you really that against Queen flights?" She asked curiously, sitting up and pulling the furs with her, as she balanced herself on one elbow to look at him. It was an interesting take to be sure, K'zaya of the impression that now that one brown had caught one queen, that the odds had moved against him in winning a queen flight.

Cremath seemed to lose a bit of the fire that she had found at that news. If all the browns have their sights set on Queens now too. No one will want to chase me. This. Again. Was to Inanna only, however

Inanna looked from K'zaya to Cremath at those words, holding up a finger to stay any response to her previous question. She needed to sort out Cremath. Pulling off the top layer of furs and wrapping it around her, she walked out onto the ledge, and placed a hand on her dragon's snout, who was pointedly trying to avoid eye contact with her.

This she said aloud. "Now don't you be ridiculous. You're beautiful and strong. And just as many dragons are going to chase you as they did before. And I think you've won yourself another chaser here in Fyenoruth." Inanna kissed her dragon on the snout and felt the greens body relax into the stone of the ledge.

I love you.

I know.

Taking a deep breath, she walked back into her Weyr and slid into bed next to K'zaya, more awkward than it had been when they first awoke. "Sorry..."
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