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Careful in the Future

Writers: Patrick, Paula
Date Posted: 18th July 2007

Characters: Faran, Lymria
Description: After the green rises at the Tavern, Faran and Lymria get "closer".
Location: Amber Hills Hold
Date: month 4, day 12 of Turn 4


Faran lay back on the soft grass and grinned across at Lymria. The thin tablecloth they'd grabbed on their way out lay across them as a scant cover. Kio sat on a branch watching over the pair.

"Wow." He said, for once at a loss for words.

"Wow indeed," Lymria said hoarsely. Her fingers were drawing random patterns to his chest. "I'm guessing this wasn't what you had planned for this evening?" Faran asked her with a grin.

"Certainly not. I was planning swapping gossip and news with cousin Camryin. This was more fun," Lymria answered lazily. "I would hope so." He said rolling off her to lay on his back, one arm wrapped loosely around her shoulders. "I wonder what happened with the riders." He thought out loud. "That was quite a flight." He hoped that no one had gotten hurt, wouldn't that put a damper on the day.

"_They_ are used to this kind off stuff," Lymria said with a pleased smiled. Her late husband had been much older and had never been this passionate or energetic.
She was starting to realize what she had missed. "And we aren't?" He asked sarcastically, grinning down at her. She was so beautiful so, perfect.

"I am not. I was married with man old enough to be my father. Let's just say that he wasn't very vigorous,"
Lymria said. "I think you did fine." Faran said, planting a kiss in the dip in her throat. "But if you want, I'm sure I could be convinced to give lessons." He purred.

Lymria just looked her with certain expression that could be called "hot" and let her hands explore his body. "How much convincing you need?" she asked. "Well you're definitly getting warmer." Faran said, wrapping his arms tighter around her, bringing her body closer to him.

"Good to hear," she said with breathless voice. He smiled as he lowered his lips to hers, this time nowhere near as forceful as before. Flight lust was amazing, but he felt a more subtle seduction was in order.

A warning bell in her mind was trying to catch Lymria's attention. But it just felt too good. Faran felt Lymria's very slight apprehension, and paused in his actions. "Something wrong?" He asked, his eyes searching her lovely face.

"Well, this isn't exactly _proper_. If word spreads out it will ruin our reputations," Lymria said uncertainly. _Her_ reputation would be ruined anyway.
Somehow these things didn't affect men the same way.

Wow could she turn a guy off like a cold bath. Faran backed off a bit and looked at her. "Well maybe we'll just have to keep this kind of thing a secret. And if anyone finds out we can blame it on the dragons."

"You think so?" Lymria asked. "At least this time. And we'll just have to be very careful in the future." Faran grinned. "At least until we're ready for more." He wasn't sure he was ready to get married yet, but if it was to someone like Lymria he was sure that would change soon.

"I'm assured, come and kiss me again," Lymria replied.
She was glad to hear that he didn't consider this just a short fling. Faran chuckled at her words and leaned in for a kiss.

Last updated on the July 18th 2007


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