A Walk to Remember Pt 2 (PG-17)

Writers: Heather, Miriah
Date Posted: 22nd July 2014

Characters: K'lvin, Bahji
Description: A walk turns into something more
Location: River Bluff Weyr
Date: month 8, day 9 of Turn 7
Notes: Mentioned: Eirlira, D'arvn; Part 2 of 2
Rating: PG-17

K'lvin's hand slid up from her back to capture her chin as he pulled
her to him for a kiss. There were other people in the Weyrbowl but
K'lvin didn't care. Bahji's lips were as sweet and tender as he had
remembered.

The moment his lips touched hers, Bahji gave a soft sigh and her arms
twined around his neck. She meant for the kiss to remain soft and
slow, but pure need swelled in her; her hands wound in his hair and
her kisses went from soft and sweet to hungry and eager.

He returned her kiss with equal fervor until he heard someone whistle
and then he broke away gently. "Bahji," he panted lightly, "Bahji." He
pressed his lips to her forehead, "If you want to continue this might
I suggest somewhere other than the Weyrbowl?" His body thrummed with
need.

Her face was dazed as he pulled away; she hadn't even heard the
whistle. Her fingers remained wound into his hair and her breathing
was just as rapid as his own. "Then take me somewhere." Shards,
anywhere. She needed him.

The tall Wingleader scooped her up as if she weighed nothing and
carried her with quick strides to his weyr, after all, they could not
be guaranteed privacy if they went back to D'arvn's. K'lvin's mind
was whirling though as he nudged open the door to his weyr and carried
her inside. He had told her that they could touch and not have sex but
now that was seeming like a more daunting task than he had
anticipated.

In a measure to help himself behave, K'lvin took her to his couch
rather than to his bed.

The moment he sat, Bahji slid on to his lap to straddle him. She knew
where they were, Burst had sent images the moment the door had opened.
Now the little bronze crouched on K'lvin's table, a deep throated hum
emerging from his throat. The sound seemed only to spur Bahji on. She
shawl was tossed aside as her lips found his cheek and then his jaw
before making their way to K'lvin's mouth again.

It was as if K'lvin's fingers had a mind of their own as they began
unfastening the buttons down the back of Bahji's dress. Her skin was
just as soft as he recalled. Out in his weyrcouch Xmrenth joined with
Burst in a low throaty hum.

Bahji pulled her mouth away, the low thrumming from both Burst and
Xmrenth causing her skin to prickle. Panting softly and lips swollen
from his kisses, her voice was whisper soft. "They approve." Licking
her lower lip, she skimmed her hands down his chest, unlaced his tunic
at the neck and without pause, pulled it over his head. Her hands met
the skin of his chest and she gave a soft sigh as her fingers splayed
over the firm muscle. "I approve."

"I have missed you so much Bahji." He murmured as he pulled her dress
over her shoulders and down her arms.

She helped him shrug the dress off of her arms and allowed the
material to pool around her waist. It became apparent that she was
indeed thinner, but was still pleasantly rounded. She settled more in
his lap, her hips giving subtle shifts as her hands stroked over his
chest. "K'lvin, I..." Her hands lifted to cup his face. She couldn't
see him, but she could feel his expression. "I..I love you."

It was three words that K'lvin had never thought to hear from Bahji's
lips, especially after what he had done, "I love you too." His voice
was husky.

"Touch me, K'lvin." She sought his hand, took it and brought it to the
side of her breast. "I've missed you. I need you."

Before he could go any further, K'lvin had to know, they couldn't
about things the way they had before, "Bahji, how far are you planning
on going?"

Why wasn't he touching her? She whimpered and rolled her hips against
his slowly, biting her lower lip. Her expression was mixture of
frustration, need and love. She gripped his shoulders and pressed down
more firmly with her hips, seeking the pressure. "Take me to bed."

**Sweet mother of Pern.** Didn't she know how hard it was to resist
her squirming, deliciously warm body?

"Teas, Bahji, teas." His voice was gruff from where he was doing his
best to control himself, even when his hands ached to do more than
hold on to her shoulders.

She whimpered and her hands kneaded his shoulders. It was so hard to
not want the other and she could tell that it was hard on him too. In
more ways than one. "Everything but that, K'lvin." She rocked against
him in needy pantomime of what she really wanted. "You said you could
touch me without it. Please?"

A ragged laugh escaped him, "Well, that was easy talking when we were
standing in the sunshine of the Weyrbowl." He admitted, his hands
sliding down her torso and kneading the soft, silken skin of her
thighs.

She stopped rocking against him and bit her lower lip. It seemed like
her very skin was vibrating. "Do you want to stop?" Shards, she didn't
want to. His warmth and strength, the touch of his hands, she didn't
want to stop at all.

"We will work around it for today," he finally growled as he stood
with her in his arms. The bronzerider carried her to his bed, "But
first thing tomorrow, young lady, you are going back on your teas. Go
to the healers, get new ones, throw all of the old ones away. You can
keep them here if you want, where they'll be safely stored." And where
he was sure no plundering Weyrling like Eirlira would come to get
them.

She laid back on the furs, dress still tangled around her hips. "But
they don't work on me..." she bit her lip. The teas wouldn't help, but
she didn't know how she could go without him for the rest of her life. She
pushed that thought aside and held open her arms, reaching for him.

"They will work this time." He promised as he reigned a line of steamy
kisses down the column of her throat. By Faranth, if he had to boil
the teas himself and have tea-time with Bahji everyday, they _would_
work!

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