Vital Statistic

Writers: Devin, Emma
Date Posted: 11th February 2021

Characters: T'lin, V'con
Description: V'con takes a chance to get to know T'lin a little better
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 8, day 4 of Turn 10
Notes: Emma is responsible for the title ;)

T'lin

Thanks to running a few off-duty errands, T'lin had a nice little
purse of marks to spend and he felt the urge to get a new skirt. And
he knew just who to see for such a task. T'lin stepped into the weyr
and greeted his friend with a kiss on the cheek. "V'con, you look
gorgeous as always. I hope you and Cacholetyth are well?"

"So do you," replied V'con with a grin. "We're doing well, and I got hold of
the most gorgeous material that reminds me a little of Calaroth's hide. I
was actually thinking of showing it to you anyway."

T'lin gasped and his eyes lit up. "Ohh, yes, let me see!"

V'con rose, to pull down the bolt of cloth, unfolding it as he did so, and
bringing it into the light so T'lin could really see it at it's best. "What
do you think?"

"It's beautiful." T'lin reached out to gently brush his fingers along
the fabric. "It _is_ a similar shade to Calaroth's hide. Oh this,
would be perfect." T'lin looked up at V'con with a smile. "I was
coming to ask if you'd make me a new skirt, but now I think I need a
matching shirt to go with it."

"You probably would," V'con said after a moment. Reaching for a slate and
something to draw on it, he began to sketch rapidly. "I think something like
this might suit you."

"Ooh, yes." T'lin studied the sketch with interest. It was shorter and
had more pleats than the skirts he had, and he could see how it would
allow freedom of movement. "I love it!"

"With a short sleeved shirt?" suggested V'con. "Something that's quite loose
fitting, but could be pulled in with a belt, so that you have two options on
how to wear it. And you could have a belt in a contrasting colour to make it
stand out."

T'lin looked at him with bright eyes. "V'con, you're a genius."

"I'm just a designer," V'con said, "A designer who loves clothes."

"A designer who could run circles around just about everyone at the
Weaver Hall." T'lin bit his lip. "Is it bad that watching your mind
work turns me on?"

"Is it bad that hearing you say that turns me on?" responded V'con. "Because
I'd have to get all up close and personal to take some measurements, and
that can be quite an intimate experience, if you want it to be."

T'lin gave him a slow smile. "I would very much like your hands all
over me." His body heated with anticipation.

"In that case," V'con said after a long, slow and appreciative glance at the
other man. "Give me a moment to lock the door, and find my measuring tape,
and we'll see what happens."

"I'll lock the door, you find the measuring tape."

"Consider it done," V'con was already reaching for his tape, even as he
watched T'lin throw the latch. "Whenever you're ready."

With the door secure, T'lin walked over to an open space in the weyr
where V'con would have room to move around him. "I'm at the mercy of
your very capable hands." He watched the other man with eager eyes.

"Well, we have to start by removing your shirt, for the sake of accuracy,"
began V'con as he moved closer. "There needs to be a good fit," he began to
reach for the fastenings, hoping that T'lin would let him make this a slow
and sensuous process.

"Of course, weaver. The measurements should be as accurate as
possible." His skin prickled where V'con touched him through the
fabric.

"Exactly," V'con said as the shirt was discarded. The bluerider passed the
tape around the other man's back, gently sliding it up to take a chest
measurement, then using the tape to pull him closer. "I want to kiss you
now."

T'lin shivered. "Please." His voice came out low, almost a whisper.

V'con slowly leaned in, allowing his lips to meet those of T'lin. He was
gentle at first, letting the urgency build as the kiss deepened.

T'lin held back, letting V'con lead and responding with the same level
of intensity, but he couldn't help resting one hand on V'con's waist.
A soft moan escaped him. Shards, they'd barely started and this was
already so hot.

The kiss broke evenutally, as both of then needed to breathe. "There's a
couch in here," V'con said, leaving his intentions unspoken, but clearly
implied.

"Are you not going to finish measuring me?" T'lin asked with a teasing
smile.

I'll need your vital statistics," replied V'con. "Inner leg to start with,
and I'm sure there are other measurements to check."

T'lin's smile widened. "If you keep talking like that and touching me,
you'll be able to measure me at my best." His hand slid a bit lower on
V'con's waist. "And then you can have me any way you want."

"Oh, I will," replied V'con. "I will."

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