Inappropriate Behaviors (2/2)

Writers: Avery, Miriah, Suzee
Date Posted: 13th June 2017

Characters: D'hol, Kapera, Cyradis
Description: D'hol and Kapera are caught by Cyradis in their inappropriate behavior.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 12, day 13 of Turn 8

D'hol

Kapera

Cyradis

It was an entirely expected consequence of the flirtation and she
leaned down and into it. Eagerly she parted her lips for him, letting
him explore her mouth as he would even as she stroked his arm with her
other hand. Lust kindled quickly inside her and she could think of
nothing more than this moment.

D'hol spun in his seat and with his lips still sealed to Kapera's he
pulled her into his lap and wound one hand in her hair while the other
clutched at her hip. For all that they had shared a flight, the feel
of her was unfamiliar to his hands and it brought a thrill of
exploration and discovery.

She let herself be tugged down and against him, shifting herself on
his lap so she could be better positioned for both of their
satisfaction. She rolled her hips against him and let him tug her head
back to deepen the kiss, biting at his lip when she had a moment.
They'd spend the flight together but no other time, and maybe she'd
been remembering it through the rose-tinted lens of flightlust. But
they weren't dragonroused now and he still was lighting her afire.

D'hol growled at the contact, his hands gripping Kapera's hips and
kneading the muscle under his palms. Without warning he rose, taking
her with him. He let her go long enough to sweep hides off of his desk
and bend her back over his desk. Eager, his mouth slid to her neck,
tasting the warm, slightly salty skin and slid his hands up her top,
tugging the material up. "Off."

Being picked up and spread over his desk was the hottest thing to
happen to her all month. She was all too happy to comply with the
instructions, shifting her arms so he could pull off her shirt. Heat
inflamed her senses and drove her to fumble at his pants. They both
needed to be free.

The pressure of her fingers working at his trousers inflamed his
already furious passion. He gripped her own and tugged them down,
hearing the audible sound of cloth ripping as he yanked them off of
her. Flame it, he'd replace them later. His lacings fell open and he
wasted no time in claiming the woman on his desk.

---~~---

She didn't know how much time had passed when they finally lay on the
desk, sweat-soaked, spent, and thoroughly sated. The goldrider was
aching in all the places that meant the bronzerider had done a
thorough job, and she would probably have a few marks from his hands
and mouth. But she couldn't bring herself to care about that when it
had been so well-done.

Kapera moved her hand up and ran it through D'hol's hair, pushing it
back from his head. "Shards, that was good," she breathed.

"Faranth, yes it was.." He groaned, still resting his head on her
shoulder. His body shuddered with an aftershock of pleasure and
laughed raggedly as he tried to catch his breath. "We both needed
that."

Cyradis didn't even pause after a sharp rap on the door before walking
into D'hol's office. "D'hol, Kielya..." the rest of her sentence
somehow fell out of her mind and her face blanched as she took in the
obvious scene in front of her. Emotion and shock conflicted before she
straightened and pulled the shards of her composure around her
shoulders. "Pardon me," she said stiffly and left the room. Somehow
she couldn't see very well as she found a nearby storeroom to hide in.

Kapera froze on the desk when the door opened. Her mind went blank,
her face blanched, and her body went statue-still until Cyradis left
and closed the door.

"Oh, shards," Kapera whispered. Her hands started trembling. An
unfortunate mix of emotions started roiling in her gut. She didn't
regret sleeping with D'hol - but she was embarrassed to have been
walked in on, by the Weyrwoman in general and specifically by the fact
that Cyradis and D'hol had a history and she'd just put herself in the
middle of it.

D'hol's head lifted as Cyradis came in. He couldn't help but notice
the expression on her face and as she hurried away, he grimaced.
"Well, feck it all." He looked down at Kapera and lifted himself up
slowly. "That may not be good." He quickly kissed Kapera, a light
press of his mouth on hers. "Don't worry about. I don't regret a
flaming thing. You were amazing."

Well, they were going to have to deal with this eventually. But she
didn't have to do it right now, did she? The light kiss from D'hol was
reassuring.

"It was amazing," she agreed. Normally this would be the part where
she'd suggest a round 2 later on, but given the consequences she might
face for this, she hesitated for now. But she could still appreciate
how it had been.

"I should let you finish your work," she said reluctantly. Better to
pull up her clothes and bolt out of here now. Whatever fallout would
come, she could face it later.

D'hol nodded and rose, offering a hand to help Kapera up. He glanced
at the mess of his floor and feeling relaxed, shrugged it off. "I'll
see you later then."

He had no plans on finishing his work, he planned on taking a good
bath and relaxing for the rest of the evening. He paused, remembering
who he was going back to relax with. His weyrmate would not be
understanding if told. He hid a grimace, resolving not to mention it
to Jeyme; it would only come to trouble that he didn't want.

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