Post by derek on Dec 1, 2011 23:56:34 GMT -5
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly
It was early morning. Weak moonlight streamed in from the side of the weyr, spilling onto a prone form on a bed of furs, completely unclothed. As the moonlight spread, the man stirred. Looking both left and right, he sighed, satisfied that the drudge he had had his way with last night had fled. She was useless to him, and just used her as a toy for fun. He was glad she was gone... it saved him the chore of having to kick her out.
Stretching, the rider glanced to his dragon, who was sprawled in her own bed, still asleep. As R'cat woke, she stirred, but soon slipped back into her dreams with a brief touch from her rider, who had gotten up and moved to his bathing chambers. Standing there, completely nude, he eyed the sweet-sand and water, and decided that he had a better idea. It was early spring, so it would be a bit chilly, but by the first egg would it be refreshing!
Walking back into his main chambers, he felt Syrryth stir again, and this time let her wake. She chirruped lightly before stretching long and luxuriously, just like an over-large feline. Her rider smiled at her briefly before pulling on a pair of worn breeches. He shoved his feet into boots and left his shirt sitting on the chair-- he wouldn't need it.
Grabbing a bag of sweet-sand and a rough towel to dry with, he nudged the pink gently. "Up and at 'em, my love. Lets go for an early swim." The green lifted her head, confused. Mine, you will freeze. The man laughed, shrugging her comment off. "It's spring yet, my love. And I'll have you to keep me warm. The fire in your belly should do the trick." The dragon chuckled to herself before padding over to her rider.
It was a short flight from their weyr to the river, so R'cat left helmet, goggles, and riding harness behind. Stepping up Syrryth's muscular shoulder, she took off, plummeting a good twenty feet before banking hard to the left and out toward the river, where she gently landed on the shore. R'cat slid off, and the green waded into the water.
It was early-- maybe five in the morning, so R'cat threw caution to the winds. Leaving his bag of sweet-sand and towel on the shore, he took off his breeches and, with a yelp, splashed out to meet his dragon, once again completely naked.
Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly
It was early morning. Weak moonlight streamed in from the side of the weyr, spilling onto a prone form on a bed of furs, completely unclothed. As the moonlight spread, the man stirred. Looking both left and right, he sighed, satisfied that the drudge he had had his way with last night had fled. She was useless to him, and just used her as a toy for fun. He was glad she was gone... it saved him the chore of having to kick her out.
Stretching, the rider glanced to his dragon, who was sprawled in her own bed, still asleep. As R'cat woke, she stirred, but soon slipped back into her dreams with a brief touch from her rider, who had gotten up and moved to his bathing chambers. Standing there, completely nude, he eyed the sweet-sand and water, and decided that he had a better idea. It was early spring, so it would be a bit chilly, but by the first egg would it be refreshing!
Walking back into his main chambers, he felt Syrryth stir again, and this time let her wake. She chirruped lightly before stretching long and luxuriously, just like an over-large feline. Her rider smiled at her briefly before pulling on a pair of worn breeches. He shoved his feet into boots and left his shirt sitting on the chair-- he wouldn't need it.
Grabbing a bag of sweet-sand and a rough towel to dry with, he nudged the pink gently. "Up and at 'em, my love. Lets go for an early swim." The green lifted her head, confused. Mine, you will freeze. The man laughed, shrugging her comment off. "It's spring yet, my love. And I'll have you to keep me warm. The fire in your belly should do the trick." The dragon chuckled to herself before padding over to her rider.
It was a short flight from their weyr to the river, so R'cat left helmet, goggles, and riding harness behind. Stepping up Syrryth's muscular shoulder, she took off, plummeting a good twenty feet before banking hard to the left and out toward the river, where she gently landed on the shore. R'cat slid off, and the green waded into the water.
It was early-- maybe five in the morning, so R'cat threw caution to the winds. Leaving his bag of sweet-sand and towel on the shore, he took off his breeches and, with a yelp, splashed out to meet his dragon, once again completely naked.
Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
