Flight Lust (PG-17)

Writers: Paula
Date Posted: 17th March 2016

Characters: Alfginna
Description: Alfginna gets caught during Orlaith's mating flight
Location: River Bluff Weyr
Date: month 4, day 21 of Turn 8
Notes: Mentioned: Orlaith, Vilarth; Important for Alfginna's character development
Rating: PG-17

Alfginna was in the dining cavern, helping the kitchen staff to clean the tables when Orlaith's roared challenge reverberated throughout the Weyr. The dragon's mating lust hit them like a hammer. Alfginna gasped and managed to lower the tray filled with dishes to the table instead of just dropping it. She had lived in Weyr long enough to recognize the feeling. A Gold was Rising. When Vilarth had Risen, Alfginna had been all alone, and no one had seen her... rub herself to a bliss. She leaned against the table and battled the feeling. She had to get away. Around her, people were leaving the dining cavern, in pairs mostly. Those who hadn't a pair, were hurrying over to meet a mate or loved one.

She suddenly realized that her own hands were stroking her body, slowly moving downwards. Her body was taking over. She straightened and almost ran out of the dining hall.

She didn't get far, just to the hallway outside. A hand grabbed her shoulder and twirled her around.

"I saw you, you need me. I need you," the man's voice was rough with lust. He had followed her.

"I…", she tried to say something, but then lips were pressed against hers. He had the musky-spicy scent that always seemed to linger on dragonriders. Her body was crying: Yes, gimme! While her mind struggled with the inhibitions placed on her in her youth.

He pushed her against the wall, groping around to lift her skirts. Her fingers curled around his biceps, such strong, hard biceps. Whether she wanted to push him away or pull him to her, she didn't know.

Pants were dropped to the floor.

It did hurt, at first, but then the pain gave away to an emotion stronger than anything she had ever felt.

When he pulled away, she sagged against the wall. Her knees felt like they been turned to jelly.

The dragonrider noticed the blood and paled. "Shards and shells. I didn't realize..you've never before? I'm so sorry, I didn't meant to...Ancients! Did I hurt you?"

Distantly Alfginna thought that the way he stuttered in his alarm was kind of cute.

"Are you alright?" He asked with concern. He was afraid.

"I.." Alfginna had to stop and start again. She stared him with wide eyes. "Can we do that again?" The words that came out of her mouth seemed to unlock something inside her.

The man laughed out of sheer relief. He leaned over to give her surprisingly tender kiss.

"Yes, we can do it again. I can show you how it's done properly, in bed." His voice deepened, the mating flight wasn't over yet.

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Flight Lust (PG-17)