Distractions (2) (PG-17)

Writers: Devin, Kastaka
Date Posted: 18th May 2009

Characters: N'vanik, Sabri
Description: N'vanik and Sabri have a 'private discussion' - in her weyr with no clothes on.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 2, day 12 of Turn 5
Rating: PG-17

N'vanik

With the door shut behind him, N'vanik wrapped an arm around Sabri's waist and began kissing along her neck. "Gonna brag that you caught the Weyrleader's eye?"

"Ooh, baby," replied Sabri, obviously enjoying N'vanik's attention to her neck, "not going to need no bragging, oh, everyone saw us walk out of the Caverns together like that, ahhh." She wriggled appreciatively, untucking her clothing around her waist so that N'vanik's hand could slip beneath, if he was so inclined.

Rumors would spread ... well, so be it. He wasn't exactly trying to hide his activities. There were plenty going around already. "You like the attention?" He slid his hand under her shirt, his fingers pressing against her stomach and inching higher.

"I'm liking _your_ attention," she purred, wrapping her arms around him and stroking the back of his neck. "People talk, people don't talk, whatever."

He stepped back enough to pull his shirt off. "Were you after me, or the rank?"

"I don't care about no rank, darlin'," she claimed, running a hand down his chest and then shrugging her own blouse off. "Though that handsome dragon of yours doesn't hurt, o'course."

"And what about his rider?" His hand played at the waist of her pants. She had a little weight on her and it made her curves more obvious.

"He's looking pretty good from where I'm standing," she replied, running her hands up and down N'vanik's bare sides, looking pretty happy with what she saw.

"Wait til you see the rest of him." N'vanik didn't want to wait to see the rest of _her_. He started tugging off Sabri's pants.

Sabri slid her hands down to cover N'vanik's and undid her pants with practiced ease, not taking her eyes off his body. "Let's be seeing some leg, then," she said, quickly moving on to N'vanik's trousers and starting to undo them as well.

"Leg? That's what you wanna see?" he teased. He shifted to pull his boots off, balancing easily.

"I hear you have a third leg you're quite proud of too," replied Sabri smoothly, running a hand down his thigh inside his trousers then circling both hands around to start tugging them down, slowly so as not to collide with his own undressing progress.

N'vanik chuckled. "Uh-huh." He helped her pull his trousers the rest of the way off. He ran a hand through Sabri's long hair and rubbed very lightly against her. "Let's get to the bed. I wanna take a little more time with you."

Sabri arched her back and wriggled happily as N'vanik ran his hand through her hair and rubbed against her so teasingly. "I wouldn't mind a little more... exploration... myself," she contributed, pushing a large pile of furs off the bed and reclining there provocatively, beckoning him to join her.

He joined her on the bed and trailed a hand down her body, tracing her curves. "You're a little softer than the average rider. I like it." He gave her a long, slow kiss while his hand kept exploring.

Sabri met N'vanik's kiss eagerly but smoothly, wrapping one arm around his shoulders and trailing the other down his back, drawing herself in a little closer.

He pulled her against him, wrapping a hand around her hip. It felt like it was made for him. Tal's was smaller ... no he wasn't going to think about her. He kissed Sabri again, more urgent this time.

Responding to N'vanik's urgency, Sabri pulled him closer still, enfolding him with her arms and pushing against him as if she was trying to climb inside his skin, little gasps of pleasure escaping around the sides of the kiss. Her hands quested around the places they'd ended up, one across his shoulderblade and one across his buttocks, exploring the surface of N'vanik's skin.

Slow was alright ... but not too slow, not when she was responding so eagerly. He shifted to move fully atop her and slid along her warm body until their hips met. A low groan rumbled in his throat. Why couldn't it be this easy with Tal?But the 'what if' still haunted him. Going home to Talryne every night, pretending everything was fine and distracting her with creative variations on sex was weighing on him.

Feeling N'vanik pushing against her, Sabri wrapped her thigh around his and extracted one hand from his hair so that she could have some leverage in her attempt to roll them over slightly; she liked being on top if she could manage it, rather than this slightly awkward sideways position. A low rumble which could be a purr and could be a growl emerged from her throat as she slightly disengaged from the kiss to re-establish eye contact for a moment and bump noses, so he could see properly how much she was enjoying this.

His thoughts refocused on her. She was clearly pleased, and he felt her trying to turn. "You like this?" He finished the roll, putting her on top.

"Now I've got you right where I want you," she gloated triumphantly.

"You gotta prove you deserve to be up there, or I'm taking away the privilege." N'vanik's hands slid down to her hips.

"Why, I'm sure you'll find my performance _satisfactory_, Weyrleader," she said with a smile which curled into an expression of pure pleasure as she lowered herself onto him and bent down for another kiss as he took hold of her hips.

She better be good, or his mind was going to start wandering again. His fingers tightened on her soft flesh. Soft, but still strong. She had dragonrider muscles, and if she knew how to use them, this was going to be the fun romp it was supposed to be. Not just a distraction.

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Distractions (2) (PG-17)