Rough is Good (PG-17)
Dragonsfall Weyr
Amber Hills Hold
Vintner Hall
Healer Hall
Hidden Meadows
Dolphin Cove Weyr
Dolphin Hall
Emerald Falls Hold
Harper Hall
Printer Hall
Green Valley Hold
Leeward Lagoon Hold
Barrier Lake Weyr
Sunstone Seahold
Citrus Bay Hold
Writers: Paula, Devin
Date Posted: 19th March 2009
Characters: Varija, N'vanik
Description: Varija shows the Weyrleader her skills.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 2, day 8 of Turn 5
Rating: PG-17
N'vanik caught the greenrider on her way out of the dining cavern. "Hey, Varija." His eyes skimmed over her body.
"Well, well, hello, Weyrleader," Varija replied and reward him with a pose that showed her assets.
"You were right. You do fly well." N'vanik leaned against the wall. "Do you have any other skills you'd like to show me?"
"Of course I have. Want to test them?" She said, her smile widening.
"Yeah." He shifted closer and put a hand around her waist. "Your weyr is probably closer."
"You need a dragon to reach it," Varija said, placing her against his abs.
He called Loseth, who grumbled about having to move but made his way down to the bowl. "He doesn't mind carrying two." Carrying two ... eating for two ... N'vanik stomped down on that thought.
"I'm glad," Varija purred.
He helped her up and she directed them to her weyr. N'vanik's hands went lower than they needed to when he helped her down from the huge bronze.
"You don't waste time, do you?" Varija asked. She was really starting to love this weyr. Nice, tropical climate, lot's of hansome men and weyrleader that apprecheated female charms.
"Patience isn't one of my strong points." He pulled her into a kiss, his body pressing against hers.
"Mm, mine either;" Varija replied and wrapped her arms around his neck.
He tugged her inside, his hands sliding under her tunic. He felt the heat of her, the smooth skin laid over dragonrider muscles.
Varija's hands slig along his body and found they way to the pants. She started to tug them off with feverish need.
He kicked off his boots and lifted one leg, then the other so she could slide his pants off. He pulled her tunic over her head and kissed her as he moved her toward the couch. Varjia was already providing a wonderful distraction. He was glad he'd picked her.
"Shards and shells," Varija muttered lustily when she saw all those firm muscles.
"That's what I wanna hear." He tugged at her pants.
The greenrider didn't waste time wiggling out of her clothes.
N'vanik pushed her down onto the couch. He kissed her and followed her down, pressing his body against hers.
Varija moaned with pleasure and her nails dig into his back.
N'vanik turned his head to murmur in her ear. "You want fast or slow?" He shifted his lower body. "Or a little of both?"
"Let's go fast," Varija murmured back.
He was fine with that. Fast was simpler and left less time for thinking. He leaned up on his arms to get better leverage and went as fast as she could take it. Soon his breath came in quick pants and a sheen of sweat dampened his body.
"Oh, wow," Varija managed to say between gasps.
He liked an appreciative woman. "Can you keep up?" he challenged.
"Wanna challenge me?" Varija asked with a smirk. "You'll have nail marks," she warned.
"I don't mind. Rough is good."
"I think we understand each other perfectly," Varija purred.
He'd slowed down a little to talk. Now he laughed and sped back up again. She could leave all the marks she wanted to.
Last updated on the March 20th 2009