What had he gotten himself into?

Writers: Ang, Devin
Date Posted: 6th March 2012

Characters: J'kri, D'ret
Description: The two candidates meet
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 6, day 24 of Turn 6

Why did it have to be mucking the weyrling's waste that gets assigned
when extra chores are needed for punishment? Daret cursed Saebyr and
Ceton once again but still hadn't come up with the perfect
retaliation. He had just finished up with the last bucket when the
weyrling dragons returned from their lessons but he was quick to get
out before more of a mess was made that he'd have to clean up.

Shells, he hated this part of the Weyr. The weyrlings were quick to
say it wasn't a big deal because the reward of a dragon was worth it.
All Daret could think of was it had better be!

Dumping the mess and returning the buckets, shovels and other cleaning
materials to the cleaning closet, he quickly made his way to the inner
lake to clean up. He felt incredibly gross and knew that he looked
awful … although other wouldn't think so. Nothing could make Daret
look awful.

Ignoring the looks and comments as he went by, he made it to a quieter
area of the lake and began stripping … then thought better of it and
simply walked into the water fully clothed. So what if he looked
stupid …

Jykri saw the young man walk into the lake and stopped, tilting his
head. What was he up to? Were his clothes that dirty?

Shuddering at the feel of the wet, sticky fabric against his skin,
Daret began peeling the disgusting garments off. He tossed them onto
the shore and felt his mood lift with each article disappearing from
his small frame. He had to admit that the punishment for getting into
that fight with Saebyr could have been worse, but not by much.

Tossing the last of it, his pants, he glanced up and saw someone
watching him. Daret grinned as he took in the tall frame of the boy,
mentally envisioning how the lad's body would feel against his own.
"Hello! Do you need help?"

Jykri's face heated as it turned an interesting shade of pink. "I, um
... help? No, I just ..." He realized he was staring. "Does this
happen often around here?"

Daret blinked at the pretty shade of pink the boy turned then smiled
slowly. Settling his hands on his hips, he slowly walked backwards so
that he was chest deep in the water. "Only when the stink gets too
bad. Say, could you toss me a small bag of that sweetsand on the
shelf behind you?" he asked with the hope that the boy would be brave
enough to bring it to him in the water. If not, he was going to get
another eyeful. Either way was a win/win situation for him. "What's
your name?"

"Jykri." He turned to find the sweetsand and took a bag from the
shelf. It was an opportunity to calm himself a little and try to keep
his body from embarrassing him even worse. He turned back around and
tossed the bag. "What's your name?"

Catching the bag before it hit the water, Daret pouted a bit as he
gave Jykri one last chance to join him. Perhaps after they talked a
bit more ... "I'm Daret and I thank you. I'd avoid the pile of
clothes near you unless you truly do want to join me in the water," he
said then winked as he pulled out some of the sand to rub it over his
pale chest. He was going to have to scrub down a few times to get rid
of the dragon stink. Stepping closer to the shore so he'd have more
surface to wash, he noticed the knots on Jykri's shoulder and said, "I
see you're a candidate, have you just arrived?"

Jykri nodded. "A few days ago. What about you?" He watched Daret,
trying not to think about what was under the water.

Of course he did. Daret made a point of at least seeing the new
candidates that came in. The males, at least. "I've been here three
turns now so if there's anything I can answer, ask away." As he
looked down, he continually missed the looks he was getting but he got
to the point where he needed to wash his lower body. Not shy in the
least, he headed out of the water, poured some more sand in his hand
then closed and tossed the bag onto the shore. Bending and scrubbing
his legs, he said, "Seems there's someone new arriving at least every
two or three days so a gold must be about to rise soon. Never enough
candidates, you know … where are you from?"

"Amber Hills Hold." Jykri looked up, keeping his gaze away from Daret.
If weyrfolk were really this casual about nudity, he feared he was in
for a lot of embarrassment. **Until I get used to it,** he thought.
**But _can_ I get used to it?** He had enough trouble lately with
certain parts of his anatomy without seeing naked people everywhere.

"Ahh, I've heard of the place. Beautiful there, ain't it?" he asked
as he stood up and walked back into the water. "Hold that thought!"
Daret dove in and stayed under to scrub his head, enjoying the feeling
of being clean. When he couldn't hold his breath a moment longer, he
popped back up and headed back to shore.

Feeling so much better, he walked out and grabbed a towel to dry
himself off, only then noticing how Jykri avoided looking at him.
"What, did I miss somewhere?" he asked as he twisted to look at his
backside for any stubborn dragon dung.

"No. I'm trying not to stare," Jykri said.

"Why not? Ah, nevermind. Holdborn," he ended in a mumble. Towel
firmly wrapped around his hips and arms crossed over his chest, Daret
couldn't help but stare at the boy before he shook his head. "You're
at the Weyr now. You've got to get used to a little skin since we're
often too busy to worry about delicate sensibilities."

Running his hand through his short, wet blond hair, he bent to pick up
his soiled garments. "I need to get these washed. Do you have
somewhere to be or do you want to tag along?" He was never one to
turn down company, even from sensitive holder brats. Perhaps he could
teach Jykri a thing or two …

"It's not that I'm offended, I'm trying not to um, embarrass myself.
You know, by uh, reacting." Jykri blushed, hoping the other boy would
understand.

Now that put a different spin on things and Daret couldn't help but
smile slowly, seductively as he usually did. "Ah, I see. You do
realize that it's okay to react?" he asked as he approached slowly.
"It's perfectly acceptable to react to whatever tickles your fancy ...
to whoever tickles your fancy."

"In _public_?" His blush deepened and despite his best efforts blood
started flowing to a particular area.

A quick cough and a lift of his hand to his mouth kept the laughter
from bubbling out of petite blond. He really should tease the lad,
make him squirm and be as uncomfortable as he could, but Daret wasn't
like that. Unable to stand it, he allowed the chuckles to flow as he
shook his head. "No, no, not usually. But I wouldn't put it past a
few members of this Weyr, especially during a goldflight!" he said and
continued laughing.

The laughter was to help with the embarrassment but Daret soon wound
down since he knew young men were prickly about being embarrassed.
Shooting Jykri an impish grin, he stepped a bit closer and let his
finger slide down Jykri's upper arm. "However, if you ever want to
spend time alone without clothes, I'd be more than happy to oblige."

Jykri swallowed, trying to gather his courage. It _was_ okay to act on
his feelings here. "Maybe I will." Daret was cute, a little small and
feminine, but he liked that.

Delight rippled through his small frame at Jykri's quick capitulation.
He figured he'd have to ply some of his special tricks to get the boy
to agree. "Now? I know of a quiet little storeroom that has a
plentiful amount of furs we could rest on and … talk …" Daret gently
bit his lower lip to keep the anticipation from overwhelming him.
Shards but he was looking forward to some fun after the day he'd had.

The new Candidate blushed again, scared and excited at the very idea
of sneaking off to a storeroom with anyone ... especially a boy! But
caution warned him about some of the rumors he'd heard. They couldn't
all be true, but some of them might be. "I'm not ready for ... um, not
_all_ of it. I mean I never ..." He took a deep breath. "Do you think
we could start with kissing?"

While Jykri took his deep breath, Daret was expelling his to keep from
jumping for joy. "Like this?" he asked quietly before leaning up and
gently placing his soft lips against the boys, his hand slipping to
rest lightly against Jykri's lower back. There was enough pressure to
return the kiss but the room to back away if the lad was
uncomfortable. Daret was careful to keep his eyes closed, knowing how
unsettling it can be for someone to watch you when you weren't
expecting it.

Surprised, Jykri leaned back. Then he leaned forward, returning the
kiss. A tingle went through him and it made him feel warm all over.

Pulling him closer, Daret deepened the kiss for a few moments before
ending the kiss with a sigh and a smile. "That … was really nice.
Come on," he said as he took Jykri's hand and started toward the
storeroom he spoke of earlier. "I'll get naked and you can keep as
much clothing on as you want if it'll make you more comfortable."

Forgotten was the clothing he'd been wearing but he'd come back for it
later. If anyone was looking a them funny as they passed, he ignored
them, not wanting to lose this opportunity.

Jykri allowed himself to be dragged along, wondering what he'd gotten
himself into.

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