A Quick Score (1/2) (PG-17)

Writers: Bree, Eimi
Date Posted: 20th November 2006

Characters: Nistaja, V'lorn, J'mar
Description: Nistaja is given ample opportunity to regret spending the evening with V'lorn when J'mar makes a scene over finding them together.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 13, day 30 of Turn 3
Rating: PG-17

Well, V'lorn was awake now. Shards, where was he? Oh yeah, J'mar's girl's weyr. Shells, what was her name? Oh well, didn't much matter. Turning over on his side he propped himself up on his elbow to look down on the woman next to him. He hadn't really even looked at her the night before. She was willing and she was J'mar's favorite girl. That's all he had needed to know. But now that the morning had come, at least he was pretty sure it was morning, he turned up the glows a bit to get a good look at her.

Black hair, nice features, couldn't tell what color her eyes were. He gently grabbed a handful of sheet and carefully slid it down her body so he could get a good look at her. **Hmmm. Not bad,** he thought appreciatively as he took in her shapely curves. Her thighs were a little bigger than he liked, but it was what was between them that mattered. Besides her breasts more than made up for it. Yup, he didn't do too bad for himself for a quick score on Turn's End. Ok, enough looking. If he was going to be awake, she might as well be awake too. Or shards, she could stay asleep for all he cared but he'd be flamed if he was just going to lie there next to her and wait for her to wake up on her own. He might as well enjoy the fact that he was waking up next to a pretty, willing partner. Course, he didn't know if she'd _still_ be willing, but she was happy enough to spread them the night before, so that was enough invitation for him. His fingers set to work on the thighs while his lips explored the curves before him.

Nistaja's hand came up to push at his shoulder as she moaned quietly.
"Go back to sleep, J'mar..."

"Sorry, you got the wrong man this time, journeywoman," V'lorn replied unphased by her attempt to push him away. "And I'm certainly not sleepy." Though he couldn't blame her for being tired after the ride he took her on. "What?" Nistaja groped for the sheet, tugging it up before she propped herself up on one elbow. Her tangled hair fell around her as she squinted at the bluerider in her weyr. "How did you get here?"

"Through the door. You opened it for me and invited me in," he laughed as he reached for her once more.

Nistaja groaned and flopped back onto her bed, one hand coming up to rub at the side of her face. "How much did I drink first?" Maybe not a lot, since her head wasn't hurting. Though to be honest, she wasn't completely sure she was sober yet.

"Enough to make you feel good. And then we both felt really good. And if you just lie back and relax, I'll make you feel even better." His mouth began to wander again, not caring that she didn't seem to be as into it as he was. She could keep talking all she wanted, and either she'd get into it, or he'd have to try another tactic...

"V'lo--" Nistaja's words broke off in a gasp as he found a particularly sensitive spot with his lips. "Shards, this is a bad idea..." She wasn't quite sober enough to push him away, but neither was she drunk enough to give in to him. "I know," he murmured, letting his hands do a bit more convincing. "But that's what makes it so sharding perfect."

"Perfect," she agreed vaguely as his convincing finally convinced her.
After all, it wasn't like she was doing anything _wrong_... as long as she remembered that V'lorn was the type of man who was only fun between the furs.

"What in Faranth's name is _he_ doing here!" J'mar roared from her bedroom door. It wasn't the fact that it was another man in Nistaja's bed, he had almost been expecting that though he hoped he was wrong. It was the fact that she chose the most despicable man in the Weyr that absolutely floored the bluerider. "Nistaja, explain this!" he said, with an accusing finger pointed right at the man covering her chest with kisses.

"There's nothing to explain, J'mar," V'lorn replied, looking up at his wingmate in annoyance. "You didn't want her last night. I did, and she was sharding happy about it. No go back to whoever you went home with last night. We're busy here."

Nistaja elbowed V'lorn in the side and yanked the sheet up over her head with a groan. "Oh, fight it out between the two of you. I'm going back to sleep until I'm sober."

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A Quick Score (1/2) (PG-17)