I Want (PG-17)

Writers: Devin, Dana
Date Posted: 21st July 2008

Characters: Traelyn, N'vanik
Description: Trae and N'vanik rediscover a part of their relationship
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 11, day 4 of Turn 4
Rating: PG-17

N'vanik

Drills were done early, and Talryne was working on a project with one of the journeymen weavers. He thought he'd enjoy the free time and solitude, but he was surprised to find himself bored. He drummed his fingers on the arm of the couch and finally asked his dragon, **Do you want to go visit Nyith?**

}:Yes!:{ Loseth answered.

N'vanik chuckled. "Well, I guess that settles it." He sent a message to Tal through Loseth that they might be out when she got back. A few minutes later, they were circling above Dolphin Cove Weyr. Loseth bugled an enthusiastic greeting.

Nyith trilled back, her welcoming cry loud enough to cover the watchdragon's. Half extending her glorious wings to keep her balance, she shifted to make room for the bronze on the cliff ledge.

}:Loseth is here,:{ the queen told Traelyn, who was just relaxing into a hot bath to soak away the dirt and grime of the day.

Her eyes flew open in surprise. She made to get up, then with a shake of her head and a small grin, she relaxed back into the water. They'd just have to chat in here.

"In here!" she called, hearing his footsteps in her weyr.

He lifted an eyebrow. The bathroom? He walked in and leaned against the door frame, a small smile on his face. "Well, that's a sight worth coming for."

"You've got impeccable timing, N'vanik." Lifting her head, she grinned at him. "You're welcome to join me, if you want."

He started unfastening his jacket. "I want." He grinned back.

She snorted lightly, tucking her wet hair behind her ears. Pushing herself from the wall, she floated closer to where he stood shrugging out of his clothing. "Had some free time today?"

He sat down to pull off his boots. "Yep. Lucky you."

"Now that I have an extra pair of hands to help me scrub my back?" she teased. "Absolutely."

"And everywhere else," he said. He stripped off the rest of his clothes and slipped into the warm water.

"Presumptuous bronzerider."

"Don't tell me you don't want it." He settled near her and leaned against the side of the tub.

Traelyn glanced at him. Since her return to Dolphin Cove after the hurricane, she had been able to circle around the subject he was hinting at by engaging in friendly flirtation and teasing...and actual conversation. They hadn't shared a bed since her brief return to Dragonsfall, and she supposed it was because of her burned pride that had stopped her...at first. After the burn had faded, and she began exploring her new relationship with U'kaiah, and even B'ram, she'd been more than satisfied to not look beyond either of them.

But now....

Frowning slightly, she leaned her head back against the wall. "Do you?"

He brushed water heavy hair away from her face and kissed her, a gentle press of lips just below her ear.

A soft little breath escaped her before she could stop it--and, annoyed with herself, her eyes fluttered open. "I'm guessing that's a yes," she murmured.

He smiled against her skin and trailed his lips down to the spot where her neck met her shoulder. It had been much, much too long.

One hand slid from the water to his back, nails digging in slightly when his mouth reached a particularly sensitive spot. Funny how, despite everything, they couldn't really stay away from each other for long. She turned her head, lips brushing against the curve of his ear.

"Yes ..." he whispered. He shifted to get an arm around her waist and pulled her closer. His lips moved up, trailing along her neck, then his lips met hers. There was an edge of fire to the kiss, remembered fire.

Both hands were on him now, exploring his back, moving down the curve of his spine. She shivered as his tongue slid against hers and she pressed herself against him. Remembering a few of the ways he liked to be touched, she employed a couple, grinning as she felt him respond.

His fingers moved along the familiar curves of her body. After waiting so long, he was tempted to move fast, but he held back. Her touches were driving him mad and he wanted her to share the experience. He leaned back to look at her as his hand drifted low.

Her fingers gripped his arms tight as she gazed up at him, holding his eyes--until she finally couldn't take it anymore and let her head fall back, hair fanning out in the soapy water, a soft snarl escaping her.

That was it. He forgot all about waiting. N'vanik grabbed her waist and pulled her to him, joining their bodies.

One hand curled into his hair and her dark eyes, smoky with desire, flickered to his as they moved together. She watched him watch her, and she wondered, through the haze of physical pleasure, what that certain expression in his eyes meant.

To be with her again was like finding something he'd thought he lost. He knew her body, he knew the sighs and groans she made, and sometimes, in fleeting moments, he knew her. Trae. So much like him, maybe too much like him. Or was she still? Was _he_ still? They'd changed over the last several months, but some things were still the same. That searching look in her eyes, that was the same. The way her body moved against him, that was the same. But what they were to each other was something else, was still changing.

As pleasure started to crowd out thought, he knew one thing for sure, and he spoke it against her ear. "I want...you."

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I Want (PG-17)