Pride and Decency, part 1/2 (PG-17)

Writers: Eimi, Paula
Date Posted: 14th January 2011

Characters: J'nev, Aileyan
Description: J'nev and Aileyan woke up after the Mating flight and it does not go well.
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 12, day 10 of Turn 5
Notes: Follows "Selection of suitors", Part 1/2
Rating: PG-17

The first thing J'nev was aware
of was a deep sense of satisfaction. He
could feel it radiating though every muscle of his body, and even
through his mind through Ankioth. Even as his eyes felt too heavy to
open, a smile graced his lips. J'nev had never felt this way before. Sex
had always felt good, and the sex after a Flight always intense, but this
was a whole new level of pleasant exhaustion. He wanted to savor the
moment. If only he could bottle this feeling, but he had seen the bottom
of plenty of bottles, and none had brought him anything akin to this.

Even though he could not see her, he could feel the woman laying beside
him. His nerves were still so acutely sensitive, he could feel the heat
emanating from her body. Her hand was draped light on his thigh. He
could feel the touch of all five fingers. Just the hint of her breath
could be felt on the hairs by his temple as her face was turned towards
his.

J'nev's eyes slowly opened to the site of a slightly parted rosebud mouth,
a triangular face framed by dark, rich brown curly hair. It was Aileyan.
As the bronzerider look at her, his breath caught, and he wasn't quite
sure that his heart hadn't stopped in his chest. Slowly, oh so carefully,
he lifted himself up on an elbow, his eyes never
leaving her face. She didn't stir as he moved, didn't even bat a single
long-lashed eyelid. His jaw dropped slightly and his eyes widened as his
gaze traveled down her neck to her body which lay bare before him to the
waste. How many times had he secretly imagined peeling the clothes off
her body? And now here she was, laying peacefully beside him, on display
for his eyes only.

She was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.

It made him feel lightheaded at the thought that he had taken a tumble in
the furs with _Aileyan_. She had always seem unattainable, so far out of
his reach, which made him hate her, and want her, all the more. Looking
down at the body that had been so forbidden to him, he longed to feel her
skin under his fingers, and he ached knowing that not long before she had
reached for him, welcoming him in. What he wouldn't give for her to open
her eyes now, and smile. A smile for _him_. And those hazel pools would
be filled with all the warmth that she had shown towards their wingleader
not long before.

J'nev had to close his eyes, the image was so painfully vivid. His breath
came a little harder as he resisted the urge to lean down and touch his
lips to hers. He just wanted to touch her once more. Opening

his eyes, his hand reached out tentatively to rest on her

stomach. She didn't move as his fingers lightly caressed her skin. So
soft, and yet he feel the strength beneath. With a bit more confidence,
his hand traveled up, slowly, until it's progress was stopped by the swell
of her breast. The heat was beginning to race through his veins, daring
him explore just a little further. He had always wondered, always
imagined. This was his chance. Even though his mind warned him not to
risk it, the dragonlust that remained commanded his fingers to climb
higher until they had reached that forbidden peak.

Aileyan was slowly swimming to the surface from that deep place of
complete satisfaction. She felt the fingers caressing her. "Oh,
U'kaiah," she sighed, her lips curving to a smile.

J'nev's hand stopped. He was too stunned to move it anywhere but right
where it lay. **U'kaiah?** Here she was, that smile he had been
longing to see on her lips, and it wasn't even for _him_? But for
_U'kaiah_? That wherry's ass who had broken her heart? What was she to
him? She was one out a hundred; a fun lay and another greenrider to check
off his list. He was their wingleader, she could be _nothing_ to him!
And yet, she whispers _his_ name? Even while he was probably out screwing
another woman, she still thinks he deserves her more than J'nev? U'kaiah?
"U'kaiah?"

The voice was wrong. Aileyan's eyes flew open. Her brains were bit slow to
register whose face she was seeing. When they did, she let a little
scream: "J'nev!" and quickly pulled a fur to cover her body. Especially
that hideous scar in her belly where healers had cut her open to take
Ravyan out.

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