It Must Have a Hole In It (2/2)

Writers: Clancey, Dana, Eimi
Date Posted: 17th September 2005

Characters: U'kaiah, N'klar, Traelyn
Description: How to wind up in bed with a bluerider and a goldrider.(continued)
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 8, day 2 of Turn 3

N'klar

Traelyn began to gulp down the rest of her glass. There was no way that she was going to get up now that she just got all comfortable and warm between them!

She didn't need to as the bronzerider was already on his feet and hurrying towards the door. However, he did not take into account the effect the wine already was having on him, and he ended up sprawled face down on the floor laughing after tripping over his own feet.

With a growl, Trae started to her feet, but winced as the blood rushed to her head. With a slight moan, she sank back down to the cushions of the couch. "U'kaiah! You idiot...don't go breaking your neck!" She rubbed her brow. "He really shouldn't be drinking...." she grumbled.

U'kaiah brought himself back to his feet. "I dunno what that was we were drinking juss now, N'lar, but it wassa good 'un. Is there anoder one of those o're here?"

"Quit be seeing..." N'klar coughed. "I mean, quit being such a spoil-wherry, Trae! Can't you see the man needs a drink?" N'klar staggered up to his own feet after planting a rather noisy kiss on Trae's cheek. "We all just need a'nuther drink!" He pronounced shakily and went to help U'kaiah up.

The bluerider wasn't feeling the effects as quickly as U'kaiah, but it was still a mighty struggle to get both the bronzerider and another flask back to the couch. "Not the same one, U'kaiah... but just as good!" He promised feelingly, ignoring the dirty look he got from Trae.

She gave up glaring and sighed, holding out her mug. Maybe after a few more drinks...she wouldn't be such a - what was the term? Spoil-wherry?

"I think ya better pour, there, 'Lar," U'kaiah said as he flopped down next to Trae, putting and arm around her and pulled her a bit closer. "How are you feelin' there, buddy?"

"Glad that you didn't break your neck," she said, relenting and allowing her head to fall back against U'kaiah's shoulder.

"Thasssss aright. I don think I'd would've felt it anyway," he said with a chuckle. "Wheres my drink?"

"N'klar's pouring it." Traelyn brought her own mug to her lips and took another swallow, wincing as her throat started to burn a little.

N'klar's hand never shook when he poured wine, unless he'd definitely had way too much, so it was steadily he poured for U'kaiah. Despite the light buzz in his head from imbibing so much wine so quickly, he was still able to function. But not for long!

Bonelessly he collapsed next to the pair of them on the couch and handed over a brimming mug to the bronzerider. "Drink up. We need a toast!
What do we toast to?"

"How about to you?" Trae asked with a good-humored grin.

"No! to thisss wine... " And N'klar lifted his glass, but his hand was starting to shake now. "And ...hmmm.. to U'kah.. I Mean U'kaiah! Blast it, bronzeboy. Get a name a body can _say_ when they're drunk!"

"Oh, like you're name is so bloody better N'kar?" U'kaiah groaned indignantly. "And where are the women you promised me, you... you...
you blue... liar? You promised me women! Lots of women! And after anoder drink I'll be too drunk to do me any good."

"And them!" N'klar added viciously, grinning all the while. "But not me..
I'm still in goosh..goob.. err.. I'm good!" the bluerider looked indignantly at U'kaiah for a moment. "What! Bring you ladies? Get your own! You're the lady-killer, U'kah.. umm.. U'kaiah! And Traelyn is a lady, aren't you Trae?"

"I was the las' time I checked," was her dry response. Shards, her words were beginning to slur a little. She took another long drink from her mug, glaring at the bronzerider as she snuggled more into N'klar. "Aren' I _woman_ enough for y', U'kaiah? Or are my breasts' not big enough?"

"What is it with women thinking their bests... I mean breats are too small?" U'kaiah asked annoyed as he drained what remained in his cup. "If they are big enough to squeeze and work right than they are plenty big! Come here and let me see. I'll give you my honest option...
opininin... Ah shards, juss come 'ere and lemme see."

She crossed her arms protectively over her chest and bared her teeth at him. "There'ss _no_ way I'm lettin' you squeeze an'thin'!" she growled, scooting ever closer to the bluerider, as if for protection.

"I said see, not squeeeeze, shard it. You don't even have to take anyfing off. Now lemme see!"

Snarling her annoyance, Trae uncrossed her arms and pulled her blouse back tight against her front. She eyed U'kaiah warily, her upper lip curling.
"Good enough view for y'?"

U'kaiah laid his head againt her chest and wrapped an arm over her. Nestling in, he sighed contentedly. "Yes, Trae, I'd say your breasts are just the perfect size." With that, he promptly fell asleep.

"Great," she grumbled, then she turned her head to look at the bluerider.
"He didn't even last a candlemark, N'klar!"

"U'kah! Naughty! Traelyn isn't an object to be stared at... " He tucked his arm around her and pulled her closer at the same time U'kaiah fell asleep.

"SOME drinker!! I'm na' impressed, Traelynie. Look at him leanering on ya...." He shoved at U'kaiah, but very ineffectually since he was pretty drunk too, and turned to Traelyn. "Can we get 'im ta bed?"

"Sure we can... Juss' as long as y' don't trip over your own feet tryin' to carry half of 'im!"

N'klar eyed the drunken, passed out bronzerider where he lay on Trae's very fine breasts. "Well, if we're going ta do it, besta do it now!"
And he bent forward and pulled them both up, or tried, off the couch. He promptly fell over in a heap. "Stupid bronzerider! Wake up!"

"Ouch..." she moaned, glaring down at the two men who were collpased on top of her. "Y' two are _heavy_!" Growling, she managed to shove the bronzerider partially off her chest. "N'klar... c'mon! Help out, would y'?"

"Blastitall, Traey! He's heavy! Ukie, you need to work out more and sleep with greenriders less!" He scolded the bronzerider even as he finally got him sort of propped up on his shoulders. Luckily the bed wasn't far.

"C'mon Traelynie... push his bronze arse to my bed, and we'll all fall inta it..Plenty o room for three." He looked suspiciously at her and U'kaiah. "Three or four?"

"Y' really _must_ be off if y're seein' double..." With a great heave, she managed to push U'kaiah off her enough so N'klar could take him by the arms. Grumbling, she stood, wavered for just a moment as she regained a little sense of balance, and then helped the bluerider support the sleeping one. Who was beginning to snore.

Staggering under the load, but more from the drink, the trio made their hilariously swerving way to N'klar's great big bed. With a not-too-gentle shove, N'klar pushed U'kaiah into the bed first, then fell in a heap right beside him. "Trae, you a' your friendsh come a' join us... plenter o room... grab that wine.." And then he, too, passed out, leaving the goldrider the unofficial winner of their little drinking contest.

Last updated on the September 17th 2005

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