I'll get you fed

Writers: Dana, Shelly
Date Posted: 3rd November 2005

Characters: Syntara, Ar'lis
Description: Syntara helps Ar'lis work off his frustrations after losing a Flight.
Location: River Bluff Weyr
Date: month 8, day 9 of Turn 3

Release.

He needed release.

And he needed it now.

He snarled, his eyes wild as he rounded the corner, the moans and cries of the victor and his mate still echoing in his mind. It was when he heard a woman's startled voice calling his name when he finally blinked, his eyes coming to focus on a figure before him. In his arms. A woman's figure.
His hands tightened on her, almost unconsciously.

Release.

"Syntara?" It was more of a growl than a question as he whirled her about, slamming her with more force than he would have ever intended against the closet door.

"Well that hello was a little more forceful than I'm used to." She managed to smile for about a half second before Ar'lis pressed his lips as tightly to hers as he had pressed her against the wall. "Inside the closet, Ar'lis, just get us inside the closet!" Rarely had she seen Ar'lis so worked up and, frankly, she was quite looking forward to seeing the changes flight lust brought to Ar'lis's preformance.

Growling, he shoved her inside, loudly kicking the door shut behind him.
As soon as he had her pressed up against the only wall not covered in shelves, he began kissing at her lips again, rubbing his hips against hers fiercely, desperately. His hands flew from the buttons on her shirt to his belt, and he snarled.

Syntara could tell this was not the time for foreplay; she responded in kind, though not with the same fervor and within seconds she was rewarded with a shirtless, fiercely passionate, bronzerider. Syntara counted herself lucky that fate had induced her to wear a skirt that day (she had lost too many pairs to post flight lust) and Ar'lis was quickly taking advantage of the easy access.

His hands snuck under her, lifting her so her legs could wrap around his waist. Groaning, he took her mouth and abandoned himself to his lust.

She gasped at his control of her - he knew exactly what he wanted from her and exactly how to get it. More than a few moans escaped from the closet as Syntara wrapped herself more fully around him, vainly trying to find ways to show her intense appreciation.

~*~*~

When his breathing finally evened out, his awareness of where he was and who he was holding slowly began to come back to him. Ar'lis lifted his head from the curve of her shoulder and looked at her. Gently, he smoothed her damp hair away from her brow and brought her away from the wall, lowering both of them to the ground.

Syntara leaned her head back against the cool stone and tried to slow her half pained, half pleasured breathing. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself; even though she had been a dragonrider for turns, the after effects of one sided dragon lust were still rather intense and she was in no mood to rush things - they had done enough of that already.

He smoothed her skirt down her legs before fixing his trousers. Touching her bruised lips, he murmured, "I hurt you?"

Syntara honestly wanted to laugh. "I guess even after turns of this kind of thing we women will always be a bit unnerved by the experience and you men will always ask the question you already know the answer to."

Ar'lis brushed the side of her neck with gentle fingers. "I don't know how you women put up with us," he smiled, trying to bring a bit of humor into this.

"Well some of you have some rather endearing qualities." She smiled and kissed him softly.

He returned her kiss as gently as he could. And for a while, both of them stayed there, propped up against the wall. When the bronzerider heard the pattering of feet outside the closet, he roused himself enough to murmur, "You know, love, as tired as we are...I don't think we should stay here."

"First you wanted me _in_ the closet, _now_ you want me _out_ of the closet..."

He chuckled. "Well, it was either out there or in here...and I think it was _you_ who wanted to come in here... But really, Syntara, the ground _is_ kind of hard..."

She cocked her head to the side in that mocking way of hers, "Like you would have noticed in your... condition."

"Well, I'm noticing now..."

"Fair enough." She kissed him on the cheek and, after making sure all her clothing was on correctly and that she was at least vaguely presentable, stepped out of the closet. "Let's get me fed, I'm hungry."

Ar'lis grinned as he slid his hand down her back, guiding her out of the closet and towards the dining cavern. "I'll get you fed, beautiful."

Last updated on the November 3rd 2005

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