There should be a craft for this! (PG-17)

Writers: Ang, Devin
Date Posted: 24th May 2012

Characters: J'kri, D'ret
Description: The lessons continue
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 7, day 1 of Turn 6
Rating: PG-17

Jykri hurried through his chores and went to meet Daret in the
barracks. Just thinking about what they'd done made him blush, but
there was more, much more still to experience. Jykri wanted to try
more than kissing and touching in a closet. Maybe touching _without_
his clothes on. Such a thing would be unthinkable back home, but here
it was _normal_. Daret had seemed perfectly comfortable without _his_
clothes on.

He spotted Daret as soon as he stepped inside. "Hi." Jykri broke into
a wide, slightly shy smile.

The clickety-clack of needles stopped when he heard the greeting and
Daret looked up to be sure the greeting was for him. Seeing Jykri, he
returned the wide smile but it was much more confident and on the edge
of seductive. Obviously, his new friend had fun during their last
encounter. As did Daret. "Hello to you, too. Finished with your
chores, hm? I'm almost done if you want to sit down," he said as he
continued the knitting in his hands. It was a gift for a friend once
it was graded by his craft mentor.

Jykri sat on the cot. "You knit? Are you a crafter?"

"Yup, a weaver although I really don't do much other than the
afternoon lessons between our candidate lessons. That'll change
though when eggs are on the Sands," he answered with a guarded
expression. He still wasn't sure he was completely ready to be a
rider but the more he'd been around greens lately, the more
comfortable he was getting.

"I'm almost done … something I can do for you?" Daret knew what Jykri
was wanting and the anticipation was sweet … very sweet indeed.

Jykri had been a little distracted by the knitting, but his attention
snapped back to Daret. "I was thinking we could spend some more time
together, you know, kissing and stuff." He had to force himself to say
it. It was still such a novelty to be able to say things like that to
another boy.

Another line was finished before Daret allowed the smile to grow on
his face. "I would like that," he said with a glance at Jykri. He
knew how hard it was for the holdbred lad to speak that way but he was
proud that it was said at all. The boy was learning fast. "We have a
candlemark before lights out … plenty of time. Storeroom again?"

Jykri nodded eagerly.

Daret laughed and gathered up his knitting. "I just need to put this
back at my cot then we can have some fun," he said with a wink and
quickly went to put his things away. As they headed to the storeroom,
Daret took Jykri's hand with the hope that the lad was comfortable
enough to do so. "So how's your day been?" Perhaps the distraction
of conversation would keep Jykri from reacting to anyone watching them
pass, not that many cared.

His heart gave a little flutter as Daret took it. "Mostly boring,
except for the class this morning. I almost wish I'd picked a craft."
He'd had chores at home, but not this many.

"Well … soon you won't have to worry about it. You'll have a dragon,"
Daret said with a wink as he opened the storeroom door and listened to
be sure no one else was using it. He'd seen how often people forgot
to lock the door, it was how he first got to see two men together.
Thankfully, they appeared to be the first arrivals which was lucky for
them. Turning to the glow basket, he opened it slightly and motioned
for Jykri to come in. Then he tied the door handle to a peg on the
wall so no one else could open the door at the very wrong moment.

"If you had your choice of craft, what would it be?" he asked as he
slowly slid the ties loose on his tunic.

"All of them." His laugh was a little breathless, his eyes fixed on
Daret's hands.

Blond eyebrows rose in surprise which stilled his hands. "Really?"
Daret then realized that Jykri probably wasn't paying attention to the
conversation. "Could you take this off for me?" he asked softly as
the last of the ties slid from his fingers. He licked his lips as he
waited, anticipation burning in his dark blue eyes.

Jykri swallowed so he wouldn't drool. "Okay." He slowly pulled off the
tunic, his fingers brushing against Daret's skin and his own body
heating.

The feel of those fingers on his sides had Daret sighing and once the
tunic was off, he stepped closer to wrap his arms around Jykri. "Thank
you," he whispered before pressing his lips against the nape of the
lad's neck, that sensitive spot where neck and shoulder join. A quick
flick of his tongue was the only warning he got before the light nip
of his teeth on the area. "What would you like me to do to you?"

Jykri swallowed again, his heart pounding and his face heating at the
very thought of what he was about to say. "Undress me."

"My pleasure ..." Without stepping back or moving from Jykri's neck,
Daret began untying the laces to the tunic. He went slowly in case
Jykri changed his mind. Better to get him good and aroused so he
wouldn't feel shy once the clothes were gone. Once untied, he
purposefully caressed Jykri's sides, upper back then down his arms as
the tunic was removed. "Now, lie on the furs. It'll feel
incredible."

With his gaze fixed on Daret, he eased back onto the furs, silky
warmth against his skin. Jykri's arousal was obvious, his trousers
uncomfortably tight. "Will you ... touch me?"

Oh shards, watching him lie down was nearly his undoing. Taking a
deep breath, Daret joined him so he was lying on his side with all of
Jykri before him. He lightly stroked the lovely chest before his
finger circled a tightening nub of flesh. "As much as you'll let me,"
he answered and bent to kiss him gently. "Feel free to touch me,
too."

"Okay." Jykri slid his hand up Daret's arm to his shoulder. The look
in Daret's eyes made him lick his lips. That was it, he had to kiss
him again. He pulled him down, meeting him with lips and tongue as he
felt Daret's warm weight against him.

Groaning, Daret fully participated in the kiss, deepening it as he
pressed closer. Jykri was a really good kisser and he knew he
wouldn't be able to stay in control much longer because of it. Perhaps
it would be good to lose control but would it scare his fellow
candidate away? His hand slid down slowly then shifted to rest his
hand on Jykri's hip.

Jykri rocked against him, breaking the kiss long enough to whisper,
"More." His head was spinning. This felt so good and they were still
half dressed.

That did it. Daret's hand slipped inside the waistband of Jykri's
trousers and gripped the flesh of the nicely formed behind. He pulled
Jykri up so they were facing each other, giving him further access to
the soft skin. As his lips slid to devour an earlobe, his hips rotated
slowly against the other. "Shells, I want you, Jykri ..."

The other boy moaned, kissing along Daret's neck. "Want you too. Touch
me, touch me everywhere." He imagined Daret's hands, his lips, his
tongue all over his body and he moaned again.

Daret was more than happy to comply ...

*****
His body still tingled all over as Jykri lay there, dazed. "Oh, wow."

Laying with his head on Jykri's shoulder gave Daret the perfect
opportunity to play with the pert nub on the lad's chest. He smiled
at the words and shifted to look up at him. "Now imagine if it wasn't
my hand below ..." he said softly, a wicked little smile on his full
lips.

Jykri was blessed with a good imagination, so he did. "We have to try
that next time."

Grinning broadly, Daret leaned up and kissed him solidly on the lips
just as the door started to rattle. He wasn't at all surprised and he
knew it was getting late. "We should get going ... let someone else
have the room for a while. I'm glad to see that you're breaking out
of your shell," he said as he sat up and reached for his trousers.

Giving him a lopsided grin, Jykri said, "You're a good teacher, and
these are the best lessons ever." Too bad there wasn't a craft for
this!

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