Restless nights part 1

Writers: Teresa
Date Posted: 27th October 2008

Characters: Trealeina, Rendalen
Description: Trealeina debates on how to approach her first experience with sex
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 12, day 1 of Turn 4
Notes: Mentor approved

Trealeina lay in her bed tossing and turning. Jadella, who usually slept nestled close to Trealeina's neck, gave an indignant squeak of surprise as she had been jostled once again as Trealeina turned once more. Tierk, sleeping on her other side merely opened one eye giving a little sniff, and then closed it again.

She knew the time for Tamineth to rise for her mating flight would be here before she knew it. She was always so busy, and time flew by so fast, sometimes she hardly knew what day of the sevenday it was. She could hardly
believe that they were already almost halfway through their 5th month of training.

One of the classes they had taken was about rider responsibility, and maintaining control during mating flights, which is what had her tossing and turning these last couple of days. Being hold bred, her father was very
specific as to what appropriate behavior for a young lady was. A casual night with another rider was not to be considered proper by her father. But he must have known it would come down to this being a dragonrider.

Both her parents were so excited that she had Impressed on her first standing, and neither had said anything about it before they left. She decided she would send a message first thing in the morning with Jadella to
her mother. She drew a deep breath and let it out. She was not sure what her mother would think about that kind of question. Maybe she would not send it to her mother. She would just have to figure it out by herself.

She thought about how she would like for the first time to be, and sincerely hoped that the first rider she was with would have enough control that her first experience would not be too much of a disaster. She had heard stories
about others, who's first times were with someone who was so rough and forced that it more of a rape than
something that was supposed to reflect the passion and joy in the union of your dragons. She guessed that is what worried her most.

Well, one way that she could do it would be to find someone that would be willing to be her first. Her first thought was Rendalen, but he was a candidate. How could she ask him to do something that would get him into trouble? He would be standing on the hatching grounds in a soon. She hoped it would be after Threadfall that would lift
everyones spirits.

Trealeina wondered if they would be dismissed to watch the hatching or not. That would be exciting. She had only been to the hatching where she had impressed her beautiful Tamineth, nothing would ever match that magical
moment, but she imagined the hatching to be exciting all the same. Those thoughts made her think of her Impression with Tamineth, and she reached out mentally to touch her sleeping mate's thoughts only to find the calm of her sleeping mind. That helped her to relax a little more, and she was soon asleep.

She had just started with the scrubbing brush, when she heard someone come up behind her. She turned to find Rendalen approaching her. "Hi Rendalen, what brings you out this early, I thought you would be working in the
kitchen before classes."

"I finished what I had to do a little early, and then begged a few hours off. I told my master it was important" he replied with a slight smile as he drew closer. "I can sometimes get away with it, since I am my Master's
favorite." he chuckled at that statement, then his face became a little more serious. "I wanted to talk to you about something"

Trealeina paused for a second, looked over in his direction, then feeling guilty for having stopped, started scrubbing her lifemate again. "Sure, what is it?"

He took a deep breath then walked around Trealeina toward Tamineth's head, bowing slightly, and "Good morning to you Tamineth." A small rumble came from Tamineth and Rendalen took it to mean a good morning to him as well.

Trealeina giggled a little. "she says good morning to you as well Rendalen"

**how do I ask her** he worried to himself. Instead he asked "Do you mind if I help you scrub? I guess I should get a little practice in before the hatching. If I am able to Impress, I would like to get a head start to get a
feel what it will be like." that was not what he wanted to ask her, but he was not quite up to getting his real intent out just yet.

" Uuummm, sure. Grab a brush" she pointed to the area where the brushes were lined up. "Here, like this." she wrapped her hand around the brush handle just behind his, showed him how to use the brush to get the sweet sand on the brush, then apply it in the manner that she knew Tamineth liked.

She was so close to him, he inhaled her smell hoping he did not give himself away. She let go of the brush handle and let him continue alone. "You do that end and I'll just work my way around this way." she said smiling at him.

**how can I tell her without sounding like a wherry head.** he thought to himself.

"So, is there something on your mind, or do you always come out to the lake to assist in cleaning dragons."

He took a deep breath. "Well, yes and no. I mean, yes I had something in mind, but no I don't always come out to help clean the dragons" he could not help but chuckle.

**I guess now would be just as good a time as any, if I can get the nerve up.** Trealeina said to herself as she waited to hear what he had to say. **he is really good looking, and very nice**

}:yes he is very nice, and handsome for a man. But you are more beautiful than he is.:{ Tamineth told her with a tint of mischife in her voice.

**thank you for your support dearest, and you are the most beautiful dragon on all of Pern**

:{yes, I am the best looking green there is }: she said haughtily,then turned her nose in the air, eyes whirling with mischief.

Trealeina chuckled and patted her lifemate on her huge shoulder and continued to scrub. She looked over at Rendalen. "How is it going over there?"

"OK, I guess" was his dubious reply, and he groaned inwardly. He just could not get himself to spit it out.

}:he is doing well, he has not missed a spot:{ Tamineth reported to Trealeina looking back at Rendalen as he continued to scrub diligently.

"How long does it take to clean and oil her?" he asked as he was starting to feel soreness creep into his arm muscles. He was no weakling, but shells, he was already starting to get sore.

"Now that she has almost reached her full growth, it takes me almost the full candle mark to do it by myself. It would take me forever to clean and oil a queen. That makes Tamineth just the right size." Trealeina said teasingly as she reached up to scratch Tamineth's eye ridge.

Tamineth blew a stream of air from her nostrils that blew Trealeina's hair and clothes about. }:How could I be anything but the right size?:{ Tamineth said rather indignently. Trealeina laughed then scratched her eyeridge once more.

The scrubbing completed, Trealeina sent Tamineth to rinse thoroughly, so she could be oiled. Trealeina and Rendalen replaced the brushes from where they had gotten them, as Tamineth and the firelizards splashed and played in the water.

"Rendalen, there is something I wanted to talk to you about as well" Trealeina told him, looking first into his eyes, then to the ground, all the while playing with her finger tips.

At first he was a little alarmed because she would not hold his gaze. But before he could make a move, she looked back up into his eyes. He looked back intently into her eyes that he loved looking into. Those deep green
eyes, they entranced him every time he saw them.

"What is it?" he asked softly, not sure if this would be good or bad. He could not tell, from the look in her eyes. She looked rather worried.

"Well, I am not sure how to say this." she said slowly and deliberately.

**Shells, she has found someone and she doesn't want to be around me anymore** he thought despairingly.

She took a deep breath. "You know that I am hold bred. Life in the Weyr is much different than the Holds. Young girls experience things much sooner, especially those that are dragonriders." She looked down at the ground
again, she could feel her face burn, and then the burning sensation traveled down her neck. She was sure that he could see her embarrassment. **uuugghh, I don't know if I can do this or not. No ! I have to do this. It is what is
best for me and my dragon. I will follow the advice of the Weyrlingmaster. I don't want to be scared half out of my wits the first time.*

Rendalen's eyes grew larger. She was talking about sex. Did she want it because she wanted him?

"I was wondering if you and I could ……….. you know ……….. " she stammered waving her hand in small circles

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