DFW: Terribly Tempted

Writers: Eimi, Paula
Date Posted: 16th June 2017

Characters: Aileyan, J'nev
Description: Aileyan and J'nev have their first post-flight encounter...
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 12, day 10 of Turn 8

Aileyan was dead-beat when she entered to the dining cavern. Even if she only flew half a Fall and in Queen's wing, it was still exhausting. Especially the evening Falls. After finishing the Fall, she had to clean up. Now all she want was food and klah. Of course, every dragonrider in a Weyr had a same idea and the klah pot ran out just when it was her turn.

"Crackdust!" She was told that more was coming but that was a lean comfort. She wanted klah now.

When they heard that the klah was gone, the three or four riders in front of J'nev all gave up with a groan, not wanting to wait when they could just skip it and fall straight into bed. The bronzerider was a bit more stubborn, though he did complain to the back of the head of the person now in front of him, "You'd think they'd be better prepared after a Fall."

"There's only so many klah pots we can make at once. It's not our fault you all come in at the same time," the kitchen worker said snarkily. "Five minutes," she said and taking the empty pot, disappeared to the kitchen.

"I die without klah;" Aileyan complained, staring after the disappearing back.

J'nev recognized that voice. Oh shards, and the build, too! It was Aileyan. Well, shells, this was awkward. Last time he saw her she was wearing much less and klah was the last thing on her mind. It seemed she hadn't noticed him yet. He could just slink away. Or wait until she noticed him. Would she even want to acknowledge him now that the dragonlust had worn off? There was only one way to know.

He cleared his throat. "Where you in the Fall today?"

Aileyan turned around. "J'nev," she said and remembering the mating cot, she felt blush creep to her cheeks. "Yes, flew the first half with the Queen's wing. I see you survived another one without a scratch." She did let her eyes roam over him.

"Just the usual aches and pains." His eyes also traveled down her body. He involuntarily wet his lips as he also remembered their last encounter. "We were over the Vintner Hall and Amber Hills mostly."

Aileyan nodded. "I hate evening Falls, they make me more tired than normal. It feels like the day never ends."

"Yeah," J'nev agreed, shifting from foot to foot. It was hard to make conversation when he was thinking of what else they could be doing that evening. "It's hard to sleep afterwards sometimes."

"I know. I always have Ravyan say over at his fostermother in days like this," Aileyan replied.

Interesting... Was she hinting at something? he wondered. Time to be a little bold. "Do you ever have someone stay over at your place on day like this?"

"I used to have but I haven't had anybody for a long time," **Since U'kaiah left**, she didn't say his name but was pretty sure J'nev could quess it. She was feeling very lonely at times like this.

J'nev knew exactly who she meant. "Their loss," he said, stepping a little closer. "I've got no plans tonight..." And wouldn't it just kill his old Wingleader to know he was slipping in to fill the void!

"I'm terribly tempted," Aileyna said slowly. "But I need that bloody klah first or I won't be any fun to be around with."

"I can wait," he said with a single nod. "And in the mean time..." The bronzerider leaned down to murmur in her ear, "I think it's your turn to say something nice to me."

Aileyan raised her eyebrows, a challenge then. "You're not such a jerk after all, I really like the colour of your eyes and you look good naked," the last one made her blush. She wondered if she ever could get rid of it.

"Thank you," he said, genuinely surprised that it hadn't taken her a moment to think of what to say. They had never had a very friendly relationship, though he had once tried. If it was time to confess... "You're not so mean as I thought, I already told you that your eyes are beautiful, and I can't wait to see you naked again."

"We did start with the wrong foot," Aileyan admitted. It hadn't been all his fault, she hadn't been very kind either. "I was reserved for back then. I should tried to explain that I liked to be exclusive, instead just pushing you away."

J'nev was a pretty guarded person. From almost the very moment he Impressed his beautiful Ankioth, the Weyr had just been one disappointment after another. His father had turned out to be a liar. His Wingleader was an ass. Everyone around him seemed to just live for sex and glory. The women he met were either sluts or cold fish, and women who were receptive to him were far more interested in the color of his dragon than in him. Very little in this place surprised him any more.

But an apology, from _Aileyan_ of all people, was certainly the last thing he had ever expected to hear. Suddenly he felt on very dangerous and shaky ground, and he liked it. He leaned close once more. "I confess, I have imagined kissing you many times through the Turns. I have never wanted to kiss you as badly as I do right now."

Truth to be told, Aileyan had never had given a second thought about him. Her lips parted, she was about to say something and then...

"Here's your klah!" the cranky kitchen worker slammed the pot to the serving table with force. It made Aileyan jump.

"Shards and crackdust," J'nev muttered as he too had had a start, first from the sound and then from the sudden movement by the greenrider. What a way to kill a mood! He grabbed a mug and filled it, passing it Aileyan before filling one for himself. His eyes studied her over the rim as he took a sip. Shards he hoped she was still considering inviting him home for the night! There was nothing he wanted more in that moment than to know what Aileyan was like when not under the influence of dragonlust. He felt both excited and nervous, a feeling he had not felt since he was first settling into the life of a free-loving dragonrider.

Aileyan accepted the mug with grateful: "Thank you." She sipped the drink while pondering, should she, should she not? Did she dare? While she was tired, she was still under influence of the adrelanin from the Fall. She kept eye him over the rim of the mug. Was she in for another hurt and disappointment?

Their eyes met briefly as they both glanced at each other. J'nev quickly looked down, blushing at being caught in the act, but he also smiled, knowing she was doing the same exact thing. So she _was_ still tempted... **Just give me the chance to show you what I can do. I will make you forget that sharding U'kaiah...**

"I would like it if you kissed me," Aileyan said soflty, feeling suddenly so shy. Her eyes were suddenly very large and luminous, almost dreaming.

The bronzerider inwardly crowed, though he knew he should not show it. Taking a deep breath, he set his mug down on the table and turned his body to face her. Gently, he turned her face toward him with the tips of his fingers and leaned in to brush his lips against hers in a soft and inviting kiss.

She took that invitation and responded to it. Shards, she had been so lonely and her body just craved for a man's touch, any man's.

When he felt her lean into the kiss, he slowly deepened it, savoring it. **If U'kaiah could see us now...** Feeling a need to breathe, he finally pulled back and whispered in a husky voice, "Are you still tempted?"

"Very," Aileyan murmured and pressed her body against his.

J'nev traced the outline of her ear with his lips and breath. "Exactly how much klah did you need?"

"What klah?" Aileyan asked huskily.

Last updated on the June 16th 2017

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