Sand in a Sensitive Spot (PG-17)

Writers: Eimi, Paula
Date Posted: 16th December 2013

Characters: Uetia, Sabonus
Description: Sabonus and Uetia play in the beach and get an idea.
Location: River Bluff Weyr
Date: month 4, day 6 of Turn 7
Notes: Mentioned: Jayonne, U'das
Rating: PG-17

Sabonus sat and watched as the greenrider tamped down the sand she had
carefully piled over his feet. "Missed a spot," he said with a teasing
grin.

"Stop wiggling your toes then," Uetia growled and dumped large handful on
his belly.

He lay back as she moved up from his feet to bury up to his knees. When
she turned to get more sand, he reached over with a long arm and was able
to run his nail down the bottom of her foot. "Your toes wiggle too, see?"

"You...are...horrible," she said between giggles.

After a few more for good measure, he stopped, lying back once more and
patiently allowing her bury him up to his waist. "Don't pack that part
_too_ hard," he said with a grin, pillowing his head with his arms. It was
actually quite comfortable lying here like this.

"Uh-hmh," Uetia murmured, carefully dribbling a stream of sand into this
belly button.

"Oh, shards," Sabonus groaned, knowing that he would be picking sand out of
there for days. "You had to do that, didn't you."

"Of course," she replied smugly. "That's for tickling me." Uetia leaned
over to kiss him.

His fingers wrapped around the back of her neck as he turned the kiss into
something more than playful. "That's for letting me tickle you," he
murmured against her lips before diving in for more.

"Mmm, " Uetia just murmured wordlessly when the sandplay was quickly
turning into something else. She had a brief flashback to similar
activities with Jayonne on the beach and pushed it out of her mind.

His fingers slid down her spine to sneak under the hem of her bathing
suit as his lips traveled down to her neck. There he gently licked and
nibbled at her neck, murmuring, "You taste like sea salt," before diving in
for more.

~*~

Uetia let out a deep shudder and rolled to lay next to Sabonus. For a
moment she just rested, and watched the sky above them. Then discomfort won
over the afterglow. "Shards, I have sand all over places," she murmured.

"I'm covered, truly from head to toe, and some places the sun doesn't
touch," Sabonus agreed with a deep, satisfied sigh. Uncomfortable as it
was, it had been well worth it. "Thank the Egg we're so close to the
water. I don't know how much I want to move."

"But it's salt water," Uetia said. "You know, Uncle U'das has moved to new
weyr. It still has it's own bathing pool, since he's a bronzerider..." her
grin turned mischievous.

"I'd definitely move for that," Sabonus said, peaking at her out of the
corner of his eye with a grin. "But I don't want to use it if he's there.
That would be... awkward."

Uetia looked the sun to estimate the time. "He should be teaching candidate
class."

"Well, I wouldn't mind washing the sand off of you..." Sabonus said in a
tone which easily gave away that he was up to being tempted to take a
chance.

"I wouldn't mind washing your places," Uetia whispered to his ear.

He chuckled low in his throat, squinting his eyes as her breath tickled
his skin delightfully. "If you don't think U'das will mind..." Or come
back... "Why not?"

"Have to take advantage of ranking relatives," Uetia replied bit smugly.
"Come on, I want this grit off me," she stood up and pulled him up too.

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