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Author Topic: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight  (Read 406 times)

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With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« on: June 14, 2018, 01:25:25 PM »
A’lori supposed there was some benefit in knowing that Queriluth’s Flight was coming soon. He’d been a little nervous when she started to grow old enough it was a possibility, since it was impossible to tell just how his sweet Green was going to change. But it had been more of an anxious exhilaration rather than fear; he might not have a romantic interest or a weyrmate like his friend Sethunya did, but he still missed sex. Being so wrapped up in his and Queriluth’s training had made the time blow by faster and less agonizingly, but A’lori was good and ready for that particular restriction to make itself scarce.

And there was a definite excitement to him about being that much closer to fully fledged riderhood. It would still be several months before he and Queriluth graduated, but the fact that he was now measuring that time in months instead of turns at all…

It was a lot to take in.

Unlike the stories he’d heard from some other Green riders, though, Queriluth’s maiden Flight did not sneak up on him. There was nothing subtle about the morning a few days ago when he’d woken up to her hide practically glowing -- even more so than normal -- and the lady herself irritably demanding that he oil her:  before breakfast, before training, before most were even out of bed. I need oiled, A’lori. I’m getting dry.

She wasn’t in the slightest, but her rider had long ago learned there was no point in arguing with her about it. Querlith liked to look her best, just as he did, and if that meant he had to preen and oil her more frequently, so be it. But this time was different; she was distinctly more restless, the faint red threads of annoyance never quite leaving her eyes even as he spread the oil on her hide.

Her wings took on a nearly silvery sheen, the rest of her skin a dark emerald cut through with flashes of bright neon peridot, and a hue closer to jade around her paws and headknobs. Again, A’lori had been struck by how beautiful she was, a dark gem glinting in his weyr. As though prompted by his thoughts, she’d asked him moodily, Do you think I’m prettier than Minath?

“Of course, sweetheart.” A part of him felt apologetic toward Nalata and even Minath herself, but the low rumble of a growl in his Green’s chest banished that feeling. “You’re the prettiest thing in the Weyr.”

Queriluth’s mood had not improved in the days since, her usual dismissiveness amped up to the point that he thought, could she force Minath to disappear out of sheer will, she would have. And though his sweet lady proved herself not the sort to flirt outright, he did catch her trilling at some of his classmates’ dragons if they did something to pay her attention.

Surely everyone else among the older Weyrlings knew it was almost time too. A’lori tried not to let Queriluth’s irritability affect his own actions, but he found himself waspish and restless anyway -- necessitating a few awkward apologies.

And this particular day had been almost unbearable. The strong winds whipping around the Bowl seemed to do nothing to alleviate how warm he was, to the point that tearing his leathers right off seemed the better option. No one else seemed to be complaining about the heat, which just made it all the clearer to A’lori that it was him. If anything, that just annoyed him more.

I’m sorry, his dragon had mumbled, though she sounded irked enough it almost didn’t seem like a real apology. I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable too.

//It’s alright. You’re not doing it on purpose.//

By the end of the training day, A’lori had half expected them to get in trouble. Between snapping at other Weyrlings and being unable to stay still, Queriluth’s attention being repeatedly dragged away and to the sky that seemed to be calling to her, they would probably have deserved it. And by the time they were done, he was practically of a mind to beg her to get it over with already.

He felt like he had a fever.

//Are you sure you don’t want to do it now?// He hadn’t gone in immediately to have dinner at the usual mark, waiting outside in the Bowl just in case he needed to quickly get back to his weyr. But Queriluth had looked up at the darkening sky, eyes turning reddish with annoyance once more, and told him, No. It’s not time yet.

As ravenous as he’d felt, A’lori had practically inhaled his food at dinner. Being pressed close with all the others in the Weyr Hall had made him feel like crawling out of his own skin. Every part of him felt so sensitive, so hot, and nothing would alleviate it. In the end he’d finished eating early and gone to take a dip in the springs to wash the sweat off.

He scrambled out of the bath when he felt something lurch in his stomach, he and Queriluth knowing at the same moment that now was the time. The sun hadn’t completely set, and as A’lori hurriedly wrapped a towel around his waist and rushed toward his weyr, he realized what she’d been waiting for.

The Wings had just gotten off duty.

Queriluth turned a hungry gaze to the herdbeasts milling about lazily in the cooling evening, and it took all of A’lori’s willpower to stop her from going to them. //Those aren’t for you,// he reminded her, trying to be gentle from behind his gritted teeth. //The Weyr needs them more than you do.//

You mean Minath needs them? Her voice had turned into a hiss, and she stormed out of his ground weyr, claws rending the grass as she stalked away from him. But he felt her attention drift from the beasts, and spite would have to do for the reason. That fat Gold needs them because she doesn’t have the energy to fly herself?

I hope she chokes on her jealousy. I need no such help. And she launched herself into the air, narrow wings cutting through the wind as she twirled. Before he lost himself to the Flight Lust, A’lori had the presence of mind to put on a loose shirt and pair of undershorts. As much as he might want to be naked right now, he wasn’t about to be nude when Queriluth’s suitors arrived. Tonight she’ll see just how much better than her I am.

Dizzy, A’lori sat down heavily on his bedfurs and shut his eyes, the evening sky of stars and sunset swirling around him as Queriluth rose higher, higher. //Of course she will.//

Even now his Green did not reach out to the males telepathically, transmitted them no message. Instead she called for them physically, her echoing crow bouncing off the walls of the Bowl and her gem-colored hide shining hotly in the dying sun. The message was implied in the sweetness of her croon and the thick pheromones rolling off of her:

Come chase me!

Spoiler for OOC:
It’s finally time for Queriluth’s maiden Flight! :shock: You can find the check-in here, and good luck!

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« Last Edit: June 15, 2018, 06:24:33 PM by SirAlahn »

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #1 on: June 14, 2018, 02:14:11 PM »
C’ace felt like the fishers had become increasingly somber since they’d lost a lot of their stock to… well, he couldn’t remember what that was. Only that it’d stunk and it’d been a lot of work. Ever since, they’d been going farther out for fish, casting nets with a sort of earnest desperation. The hauls were coming up a bit short, or had they always had so few nets to pull up? C’ace couldn’t remember, but he felt dirty, gritty, and there was sand everywhere. So much work done for not so much fish.

He and the others were just finishing up for their long day – was a rider’s day always long? – when Reesskith gave a mental nudge. Then a physical one with his snout, pushing C’ace off balance. I think a Flight would improve our mood, he suggested, eyes brightening to a brilliant green. Already eager for the chase and moving on from the work of the day. In that, C’ace heavily envied his dragon.

He was still bone wary and tired. Even so, C’ace would never deny his dragon a chase and shoved at the Blue’s snout with good humor. //Who is the lucky lady?//

Queriluth. It’s her maiden flight. he answered even as he took wing. Fully expecting C’ace to just know who the Rider was attached to said Green lady.

He had no idea, but since it was a maiden flight, he knew where to go. With a soft chuckle, C’ace began to make his way in that direction. He hoped the Flight Lust would cover up the smell of fish and salt and the poor weyrling wouldn’t mind a bit of sand in their bedfurs if he won.

Reesskith shot up in the air and trilled his sheer joy of it. He’d spent too much time doing too much work and now he wanted to fly like he was meant to! To enjoy himself, to chase a lovely lady, to twirl and court and soar in the wind like a proper dragon – not bound to the sand and sea.
« Last Edit: June 14, 2018, 02:14:31 PM by C'ace »

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #2 on: June 14, 2018, 02:28:01 PM »
K’eeda rather liked long days that felt like she’d accomplished something. Pulling up nets that barely had any fish in them was not her idea of a satisfactory day. Something would have to be done, eventually, she just didn’t know what. Start flapping out over the water and throwing boats farther out? Would that even work?

K’eeda would try it.

She was in the middle of scrubbing some sand off of Aeleroth’s back legs when he thrummed happily. There’s to be a flight. A pretty little green for her maiden flight is rising.

K’eeda barely registered that he’d ‘said’ anything as she rubbed at the sand on him. It wasn’t until he lifted the leg out of her reach, making her scowl at him, that she then replied aloud with, “what?”

I want to chase.

K’eeda looked across the weyrbowl then around. Seeing some of her fellow riders already making their way toward the ground weyr where the rider was likely waiting. With a bit of a huff, she turned on her heel. //Fine, I guess we’ll both just be covered in sand for the rest of the night!//

Aeleroth trilled in amusement and took wing. He wasn’t overly uncomfortable and didn’t really care. The sand would eventually blow off, right?

Not off of K’eeda, of course.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #3 on: June 14, 2018, 02:33:31 PM »
I think I might chase her.

J'ken hadn't had to look up to know who his dragon was talking about. One of the Weyrling dragons was far more glowing green than normal. J'ken had just shook his head and continued oiling the wing that was helpfully spread for him to reach. “You'll chase anything.” He muttered with a fond grin as he double checked an old score that sometimes pulled a little tight.

Tadriath twisted his head round to gaze at his rider. Is that a bad thing? He looked back towards the young green. Queriluth is very pretty.

J'ken gave the wing he was working on a slap to say he'd finished and ducked as it was folded up. “Think she'll rise today?” He asked as he shaded his eyes to look at the Weyrling wing as they went through their drills. “Wind's getting up at the moment, it'll be a hard flight.”

His dragon gave a strange sort of half croon, half hum that meant he was thinking, Later. That wasn't very specific and J'ken half expected them to just take off and leave him standing there with the oil bucket. Instead he had plenty of time to go bathe after he'd finished oiling Tadrith till he shone. And he managed to track down where the Weyrlings weyr was, having to track that knowledge down through flight lust was never fun. J'ken was on his way across the Weyrbowl to his Weyr from the dining caverns when Tadriath's presence in his mind seemed to focus. Now.

He turned round with a bounce in his step, heading toward the ground level weyrs as his blue leapt after the rapidly airborne green with a trill of delight and a barrel roll just because he could as he found a thermal.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #4 on: June 14, 2018, 03:01:54 PM »
I will win.

T'veck glowered at his bowl of stew, not bothering to answer what was now a familiar phrase, Baleth had been saying the same thing with only small variations since yesterday. T'veck was one comment away from just marching up to A'lori and telling him to get on with it so he could have some peace. To be honest, he wasn't really all that bothered one way or the other, A'lori wasn't entirely his type. But the old phrase that 'you put your dragon first' was something he would stick to, especially with how hyped up Baleth was at the moment.

At least Queriluth had the decency to wait till he'd recovered from that plague that had swept through, if she had risen a few days ago when he was still recovering he'd have had to ground Baleth and that would have been all sorts of fun to do.

He was entirely lost in his musing when Baleth interrupted again, excitement clear in his tone. She flies. I chase. How can she not want me? I am me.

“Finally.” He muttered to the empty table, gathering up his bowl to put in the washing pile before stalking out to find where A'lori had holed up.
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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #5 on: June 15, 2018, 06:36:38 PM »
See how much they want me!

A’lori wasn’t really sure if Queriluth was addressing him or more talking to herself. Either way, he wasn’t sure he really had a response. Not when his Green kept twirling in the air, nearly somersaulting at times and catching the cooling winds above the Weyr with her narrow wings. Stars, sea, sun, his weyr—all of it was blended together in a disorienting flood of colors and stimuli. As hot as he felt sitting on his bed, the chillier air over Queriluth’s wingsails felt welcome, and he found himself wishing he could be up there with her.

In a way, he was. Though he recognized that other riders were joining him in his room, and he tried to smile for them, A’lori was already getting lost in Queriluth’s desire. Some of them looked familiar, though he couldn’t recall their names or those of their dragons. And then there were those, like T’veck, who he knew fairly well.

Having some of his classmates in his Flight was an odd feeling. How did they see his dragon through their own, he wondered? Did she look as brilliant and radiant to them as she did to him?

Queriluth herself trilled to the males who had gathered to chase her, spinning around them playfully. It felt good to dance through the air—it felt right, like this was something she’d been meant to do all along. And in a way, she supposed that was exactly the case.

Still she didn’t speak to them. But as suitors flocked to her, she bugled to them with a flirtatious flick of her tail and took off into the sky.

She’d be damned if they caught her before she wanted them to. They would have to earn her affections.

Spoiler for OOC:
And the Flight is fully under way! Please feel free to join even if you haven’t already. ^_^

The next post will be going up in a day or so to give people time to respond. <3

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #6 on: June 15, 2018, 07:49:55 PM »
Z'ryr heard the croon before sensing the peaking of Rhymoth's interest. With fishing only just finished for the Beach and Prairie Wingers, Z'ryr watched as other dragons took to flight and he squinted his eyes to see the jungle coloured green rising as she awaited her chasers.

A Weyrling green.

A maiden flight?

Indeed The brown sounded much to anticipatory for Z'ryr to ignore his unspoken request to chase.

Z'ryr's audible sigh was muffled by the sweep of Rhymoth's large wings, the brown showering his rider with sand as he took off to where the green hovered, her unspoken call ringing through the Weyrbowl. Taking up a light jog, Z'ryr began to make his way across the bowl towards the ground level Weyrs he knew the final turn Weyrlings occupied. A part of him even now flying upwards with Rhymoth.

She was really quite a gorgeous green, richly jungled coloured and slender, with seemingly enough spunk to keep him interested. Rhymoth bugled a response to her, choosing not to reach out with words in an echo of the green's own choice, keeping close, but not too close to the lithe green's tail. It wouldn't do to have her outfly him before the flight had barely begun.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #7 on: June 20, 2018, 09:18:19 PM »
Reesskith never paid any mind to the other dragons participating. Not any more than he had to, to make sure he didn’t accidentally flap into them. When the pretty green trilled and shot off, Reesskith was hot after her. Spinning in the air and bugling a cry to let her know, without directly contacting her, that he certainly appreciated the acrobatics.

As a swift, speedy Blue he wasn’t sacrificing anything to dance in the air with her. This didn’t seem to be the sort of Flight where he needed to mince sweet words, but this was more about the flips, the cheers, the sheer joy of being in the air.

The sort that left C’ace feeling like he might stumble over his own feet if he wasn’t careful.

He invariably found the weyrlings weyr. He knew where to look and, through observation, found where the others were headed. Once there, he shrugged out of his rider’s jacket and shirt. At least that could come off without being too presumptuous.

It was getting quite warm with Reesskith’s flight lust rushing through him.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #8 on: June 20, 2018, 09:22:47 PM »
K’eeda was not feeling sexy and flighty. She was feeling sticky, fishy, and gross. But this wasn’t really about her, was it? With a huff and a scowl, she found herself in the poor weyrling’s weyr that ended up being the focus of said unhappy face.

She picked a spot on the wall and then stumbled some when Aeleroth twirled in the air after the Green.

It doesn’t matter who you are. It’s hard to be scary and imposing when you’re short and fall over your own feet.

Deflated, K’eeda smacked some of the sticky sand off her pants while trying to keep her head on. Resisting, somewhat, the pull of the Flight Lust. If only because she was being a bit obstinate.

Aeleroth couldn’t care less. He was having a blast shooting off after the beautiful Green who flew high in the evening air. It felt good to stretch his wings, soaring with his fellow dragons. It didn’t exactly matter to him whether he won, per say, so much as being able to rise and fall in the thermals with the others. Trilling and bugling, vying for attention and causing such a fuss over one beautiful Green.

He loved being apart of it all. The chase. The Flight. The fun.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #9 on: June 22, 2018, 12:38:10 PM »
Queriluth was delighted to have such a colorful flock of males chasing her. The only dragon she truly recognized was Baleth, and that was scarcely so—only because her A’lori knew who the Black belonged to, and in that moment the boundaries between them might as well have not existed. Her rider’s knowledge was her own for the time being, so she knew well enough who the young male was.

But just because his rider was in A’lori’s class didn’t give him an edge. That was something he would have to earn just like any of the others. And with such handsome Blues, even a dark-hided Brown, each dragon would have their work cut out for them.

She loved most the ones who cavorted after her, just as eager to play as she was and catching the shifts in the wind. Agile and close in their size to her own, Queriluth thought they might have the best chance of keeping up with her through her acrobatics.

Yet that was also the pride and confidence of a young Green. Queriluth felt certain she could outfly any of the males there, no matter their age and size and experience. They’re dancing for me, A’lori, she purred, and her rider had never heard her voice take on such a sultry, seductive quality before. It made even him blush where he was seated, fingers tangling and untangling repeatedly in the bedfurs while he waited.

It felt like his heart had climbed up into his throat. And each time Queriluth flipped or twirled, catching a new breeze to change her direction, to shoot up or to the side or dart around another dragon who got too presumptuously close, he felt like he was reeling too. He couldn’t even summon a coherent response, other than the vague sense that he was glad for her.

But this part was for his Green, not for him. And until she chose the one that would be for her—coaxing them all to show off for her, to demonstrate that they were worthy—the riders in his weyr would remain only vague shapes.

Spoiler for OOC:
I’m planning on putting the next post up after getting back from camping, unless there’s a bunch of posts between now and then. Please feel free to post or jump in if you’re still intending to. ^_^ I’ll probably be having Queriluth choose her winner in my next post just so this doesn’t drag on forever.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #10 on: June 24, 2018, 10:08:32 AM »
These sort of Flights were Reesskith’s favorite. While he would say he was a well spoken dragon, he much preferred the flips, twirls, and trills of an aerial dance than trying to win over a lady dragon with words. This was more fun, more exhilarating, and he was infinitely better at dancing in the air than he was expressing to a Green how pretty she was.

Though he’d certainly try if that’s what she wanted.

For every quick maneuver that Queriluth made, Reesskith could easily copy. He had the endurance and experience to follow through, tailing the pretty Green without getting too close. Letting her have the space to wear herself out. Not presuming too much but acting as though they were the only two in the sky. Dancing for her and unmindful of the others in the air.

This was not C’ace’s first Flight. Or even his hundredth. So while Reesskith’s moves were dizzying and he could lose himself in his dragon’s flight lust, he still had a firm grasp on where he was and what was going on in his own body. He still had to wait to be picked, if he was going to be picked. Otherwise, he was going to have to hunt down someone else. Hopefully in the direction of the hotsprings so he could wash the rest of the day off of himself either during or immediately after.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #11 on: June 24, 2018, 10:12:12 AM »
No matter how much K’eeda wanted to keep apart of her dragon’s fun, there was still a certain amount she couldn’t help. Aeleroth’s rush of the chase, of keeping up, of flips and twirls in the air, were pulling her along. Making K’eeda occasionally see the sky in her eyes or feel the chill of the air across her skin.

It was actually refreshing from the stickiness of the day. She’d much prefer being up in the air with Aeleroth than in the weyr she was presently in.

Or having a bath.

She wanted to tell the Green to get on with it. To hurry up and pick someone, but even she knew that might be a bit rude. Especially for a first time Flight. So she crossed her arms, leaned against the wall, and waited.

She supposed it wouldn’t be so bad for the dragons to have a bit of fun even if it meant she had to be miserable the entire time.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #12 on: June 24, 2018, 06:28:50 PM »
Rhymoth was nothing if not a gentlemen, and if Queriluth wanted him to show off, then show off he would.

Her twists and turns were mostly too much for him, and whilst he had eyes only for the green, he couldn't help but notice the blues in his periphery being able to mimic the beautiful green's tricks. He attempted as much as he could however, filling the gaps with croons to her, and compliments describing how she glittered against the blue sky. Every now and then confirming that no other flight would compare to this one, and he would be honoured to follow her to the clouds.

Z'ryr for his part, allowed the wall to support him after such a long day. Grimacing a little when he caught a whiff of the fishy, salty scent which was now filling the Weyrling's Weyr. It seemed Prairie and Beach riders had turned out in force, despite their stink.

As much as Z'ryr wished for a bath to rid himself of the sand which was slowly drying and itching upon his skin, the Weyrling which sat within this Weyr was certainly attractive. If Rhymoth did indeed win, Z'ryr likely wouldn't be disappointed by the aftermath.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #13 on: June 28, 2018, 02:21:33 PM »
Queriluth would have flown forever if she could, exulting in the thrill of the chase, the night air, the feeling of freedom that accompanied her flight from the Weyr and its island. Nimble and deft, she wove through the air in a continuation of the dance she had initiated—struggling to balance her survey of the males following her with the very real desire to just flee and keep going. Melded as they were, it didn’t occur to her that A’lori would not be with her in any physical way. They were one being, and the only reason her rider’s vision was not superimposed over her own was because he’d ended up closing his eyes to avoid getting dizzy.

But there was a flash of bright color that kept catching her eye. And as much as another dragon might have appreciated Rhymoth’s sweet words and attempts to woo, Queriluth found herself drawing away from him. The repeated brushes against her mind irked her, driving her to continue her Flight until she could feel the muscles in her wings start to burn and protest.

There were those who had kept up, who had matched her as best they could, but one stood out to the shimmering Green as her most worthy partner. He’d mimicked her twists and turns, just as eager to cavort with her as she was for him to join in. And as she felt her energy start to flag, she tilted her wings to angle toward and beneath him.

Queriluth wanted there to be no doubt in his mind, for it would be his job to catch her and carry her through their descent. So though it was a brief, fleeting telepathic touch, she did reach out to Reesskith in her sweet, musical voice that was so often reserved only for A’lori. You. In that breath, it was nearly a purr.

Only then did her rider open his eyes again, finding by some preternatural sense the man who belonged to the dragon Queriluth had chosen. He wanted to tell the others he’d loved watching all of them, but couldn’t summon the words—and it didn’t matter. Scooting back to make room on his bedfurs, he was already pulling off his shirt and squirming out of his shorts. It felt like his skin was on fire, and he needed to be touched to quench that flame.

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Thank you again to all who participated. I love you all. :love: And congrats to C'ace and Reesskith!

Queriluth | 19 Months Old | 21M Long | 3.5M Tall | 35M Wingspan
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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #14 on: June 29, 2018, 10:43:49 AM »
Reesskith was truly enjoying himself. Flapping about and chasing after the pretty green. He wasn’t so concerned with winning – that was never how he or C’ace operated. They participated in Flights because it was fun. Sometimes that meant they won and sometimes that meant Reesskith ended up on their ledge while C’ace hunted down someone else to burn off the residual lust with.

When Queriluth touched Reesskith’s mind, however brief, to let him know he’d be the one to carry her through the rest of the Flight, his response was reflex. Angling his wings and body toward hers where he’d otherwise kept his distance, Reesskith trilled his exhilaration. 

C’ace, in turn, found his legs carrying him to the bedfurs. Just like his dragon would claim Queriluth as his prize, so it seemed the weyrling was his.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #15 on: June 29, 2018, 10:48:46 AM »
Aeleroth bugled his disappointment and peeled away from the Green as she was captured by his brother Blue. While it wasn’t so disheartened to lose to another Blue, it was still annoying. He flapped until he landed on the ledge he shared with Denoth, panting from the rush of the chase.

Leaving K’eeda to walk home. She rubbed angrily at her eyes now that her vision was almost entirely her own and shoved past the others that were stumbling from the weyrling’s weyr. She didn’t want to be around any more than anyone else while C’ace got to play with the weyrling.

Feeling deflated from the loss, sticky with sand, and still irritable from the day, K’eeda decided she’d make her way straight to the hot springs. She shoved at a couple of Riders her reached for her – who didn’t know any better, still under the residual influences of the Flight – and went on her way. She’d bother K’rez later, when she didn’t reek of fish or have a bunch of sand in places she didn’t want sand.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #16 on: July 06, 2018, 09:36:46 PM »
The Blue’s trill, as he reached out to grab her from the air, had Queriluth responding in kind. As physically vocal a dragon as she was, she had no qualms about crooning to her temporary mate, making it quite clear just how pleased she was. And since there was no more use for words then, she simply gave herself over to the excitement and satisfaction of a chase now over, and a descent just beginning. Her first.

With Queriluth lost in the Flight Lust, her rider found it both easier and more difficult all at once to keep a handle on himself. The entire rest of the world fell away, reduced to nothing but his dragon’s joy and his own need—to the sight of the rider that he somehow knew was the right one even before the man made his way over to the bedfurs. A’lori accepted his arrival gratefully, any shyness or coyness utterly gone as he reached for C’ace to pull him closer and over him.

He moved like someone possessed, with singular purpose and determination. Further linked with Queriluth through it all, he lost himself to the lust.



Some time later…

It was dark by the time he woke groggily in his furs, conspicuously naked and pressed close to a warm body despite the lingering heat still blanketing Southern Winds. The evening wind had blown some of that heat away, enough so that it wasn’t intolerable to be close to someone else—for which A’lori was thankful, given that he didn’t particularly feel like moving.

A familiar and long-missed pleasant ache had settled in his muscles, telling him all he really needed to know as he woke to consciousness again. He knew he was young and didn’t have the many turns of experience an older rider did, but A’lori hadn’t been a stranger to sex either. Out of reflex, he cringed away from the trajectory of his own thoughts—and then realized he didn’t have to anymore. Queriluth had risen. That’s why he was naked next to someone else.

It came back in bits and pieces as he further rose out of sleep, and he felt as much as he heard Queriluth purr a low and lazy laugh in his head. There’s nothing to be coy about anymore, my A’lori, she hummed to him, sleepy but pleased. I hope you enjoyed yourself.

He could see her over the shoulder of the man next to him, her lazily teal eyes nearly luminous in the dark. A’lori wasn’t sure when she had returned with the suitor that had caught her, but the two of them were coiled together on the slightly hollowed area meant for his dragon to sleep in. They looked as tangled as he had been with the Blue’s rider, only their drowsy shifting having unentwined them.

//I did.// Rolling onto his stomach, A’lori twisted a lock of his long hair around his finger and couldn’t help but grin a little. The Flight had been exciting, infinitely more so than it had made him nervous, and he had emerged unscathed. Not that there had been any doubt of that. But just like moving into a personal weyr some months ago, this was another step toward him and Queriluth being a fully fledged dragonpair rather than weyrlings.

He made no move to wake the rider next to him, though he suspected his shifting might do so anyway. Even in sleep, the man was damn handsome—definitely the sort of person he didn’t mind waking up to at all. A’lori was even a fair bit excited to see how this went too, and didn’t feel at all self-conscious about not knowing the Blue rider’s name. He would soon enough… and maybe A’lori could convince him to stay a little longer.

It had been a long while since he’d been with anyone, and having that restriction lifted was certainly worth a prolonged celebration.

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Aftermath it is. 8D

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #17 on: July 09, 2018, 09:27:08 AM »
C’ace and Reesskith always took their winnings, or loss, in stride. That they’d won a Flight at the end of the day also meant there was generally no rush to get going afterwards. Not unless the Rider they’d won the Flight of had plans, or someone they shared a weyr with. If that were the case, C’ace was certain he’d be made aware of it.

Until then, he was quite content to idly doze now that it was all said and done. Reesskith felt quite the same. Since the green lady wasn’t trying to chase him off either, he remained tangled up with her on her ledge. He was more asleep than C’ace, barely stirring when Queriluth did. Only shifting enough that she could move without trouble.

C’ace didn’t open his eyes when A’lori moved, but he was aware of it. Awake, but not really wanting to be. There was some heat to the air and he felt another layer of stickiness to him that hadn’t been present before. Faranth, but he was filthy. The work of the day, the stench of the ocean and fish, now sex...  When he was certain the weyrling... now rider?... was awake, C’ace grunted a faint, “’M sorry. I usually like to be more presentable to bedmates.” His eyes were still closed and he was still sprawled, relaxed and quite naked. He might be sorry he was sweaty and a mess from the day, but he’d linger for a bit longer if there were no real objections.

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Re: With Gloss and Glitter [ 6.4.2591; 7:06 PM ] || Flight
« Reply #18 on: July 12, 2018, 12:10:34 PM »
When the other rider spoke but made no move to get up and leave, A’lori was quite content to simply remain where he was too. Though he did pillow his head on his folded arms, relaxed and still somewhat drowsy. “It’s alright.” And really, it was. He kept his bedfurs regularly washed regardless, both out of habit and because it was one of the things expected of him in keeping his weyr in good order. And A’lori chuckled a little then. “Queriluth didn’t really give anyone any time after the Wings got off duty, did she? Besides, I’m still quite pleased with what I’ve woken up to.”

Faranth, how long had it been since he’d flirted? Nearly two turns—he’d simply never had much time to think about it anyway, and A’lori didn’t want to do anything that would risk his dragon. But with her now that much closer to being fully grown, he found his boldness had returned in a rush. He’d never exactly been shy about that sort of thing to begin with.

Just another mark that he really was meant to be weyrfolk rather than a Holder.

Queriluth herself was still amused. She did resettle against Reesskith, but didn’t pull away. I wanted the best of the best, she thrummed to him, in justification of her choice to wait for the Wings to be done for the day. Even if it had been that much more difficult for both of them. And that’s what I got.

She might not normally hold any particular regard for other dragons, but A’lori could tell she’d been satisfied with the Blue that caught her.

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