After Initiative Is Taken

Writers: Heather, Miriah
Date Posted: 4th August 2013

Characters: D'hol, Jeyme
Description: Jeyme and D'hol relax afterwards
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 2, day 27 of Turn 7
Notes: Notes: Takes place after "Showing Initiative" and before "Secrets Come Out"

D'hol

Jeyme

She couldn't help but stroke the man's sweat slickened sides. His
weight was comfortable and warm. The euphoric wave that had ravaged
her body had faded and left her feeling languid and boneless. Oh yes,
Jeyme thought, D'hol had been perfect. She couldn't imagine sharing
something so earth-shattering with anyone else.

Tired, but feeling perfectly at ease, D'hol slowly lifted his head to
meet Jeyme's gaze with his own. One lip corner curled up and it was
clear that the pleased haze in his gaze mirrored her own. His voice
was low and throaty. "You alright?"

Jeyme's lips quirked into a telltale grin, "Oh, I would say that I am
better than alright." She didn't know how to express to him that she
was already thinking that this was something she wanted to do again...
and with him!

The grin that made his eyes sparkle with mirth was one that was rarely
seen. "I would hope so. " He slowly rolled to the side and settled to
lay beside her, his expression one of pure male satisfaction and no
little smugness.

The greenrider snuggled into the man's side, a little more
self-conscious about her nudity now that the passionate moment had
passed, "Thank you, D'hol." He could have turned her down when she
requested that he be with her, yet he had taken her in and shown her a
passionate side that not many had seen.

He glanced down at the woman and tucked his arm under her head so he
could run work roughened fingers along her spine in a slow caresses.
It was an idle motion, not meant to stir her again, but merely for the
want for touch. "You're very welcome." The after affects of their
tryst had him relaxed and just as languid. "I gather you have no
regrets."

The gentle touch of the man's fingers was soothing, and Jeyme made a
small noise of contentment, "Absolutely no regrets." How could anyone
regret being with D'hol?

"I figured." He settled back deeper into his furs and gave a deep
chuckle. "So now, you've nothing to worry about when your green
rises." He paused. "And Yumath will definitely be chasing."

D'hol was right about one thing, Jeyme had no worries, she now knew
that sex could be amazing. But one question plagued her... What if
whoever won her flight wasn't as good as D'hol? Surely not all men
were like him. At his mention of Yumath, her eyebrows rose, "Will he
really? Quinneth will love that. She's already smitten with him, of
course."

D'hol lifted his head enough to peer down at Jeyme. "Yes. And you will
too, if he catches." He paused. "There's a question in that mind of
yours."

Jeyme actually blushed, something she didn't do often in front of
D'hol any more, "What if Yumath doesn't win, and the rider of said
dragon, isn't as good as you?" She peered up at him, a little grin
playing across her lips.

D'hol blinked and then tilted back his head to give a rumbling laugh,
his chest shaking. He shook his head and managed to speak past his
chuckles. "When you're in flight, the lust has you strong enough that
you really don't care. It's usually pleasant either way, though it's
more rough and wild."

Rough and wild, huh? Jeyme figured that sounded interesting,
particularly when her mind created graphic images of herself and D'hol
being rough and wild. Steering her brain towards safer thoughts, she
smiled at the man's chuckles, finding that she liked this more
carefree side of the Wingleader, "You know, D'hol," a gleam appeared
in her eyes, "we may have to try out this 'rough and wild' at some
point before Quinneth's flight. I mean, we want to have _all_ possible
scenarios covered, right?" She grinned.

That brought another round of chuckles and a familiar warmth glinted
in his eyes. "I did say that you had a sharp mind, Jeyme." One brow
arched. "But not right now. You're going to be sore for a good while.
But..." His teeth flashed. "I would not complain to find you in my
furs at any time."

Jeyme's heart did a little flip-flop at that, and for the first time
she found herself in very real danger of becoming too attached to
D'hol. From the beginning she had tried to keep the mindset that the
man was a bronzerider, several Turns her senior, and most likely would
not be interested in her for any serious length of time. All of those
things were still true, but that didn't stop the flutter of her heart
at his confession, "Duly noted." She smiled.

"Good." He stroked her back again, enjoying the feel of the soft, silky
skin. "Now, you're welcome to stay and rest for the evening, or go back to
your weyr. Personally, the idea of waking up to a very warm, smooth and
lovely woman is a rather pleasant one." He arched a brow. "And you might
find yourself learning a bit more."

"Oh, I'll be staying." Jeyme smirked.

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