The Special Night (part 2/2) (PG-17)

Writers: Eimi, Paula
Date Posted: 8th February 2013

Characters: U'kaiah, Aileyan
Description: After the Mating Flight, Aileyan returns to U'kaiah. She has bit of a surprise for him.
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 11, day 10 of Turn 6
Rating: PG-17

U'kaiah's head rested gently on the greenrider's bare stomach. He
traced the scar on her lower abdomen with the tips of his fingers. It
was beautiful to him, though he knew she had once felt self-conscious of
show it to him. But he didn't find it ugly, but endearing. It was
something wonderfully unique to her, like her tiny hands, her pouting
lips, her thoughtful eyes, her serious brow. They were all perfection
to him, because they made Aileyan who she was. He loved them all for
it, because she was precious to him. She was his. And he felt it never
more than in this moment.

Aileyan was enjoying the moment enourmously. A touch where it once made her
feel vaguedly shamed, now just sent a pleasant shiver to her spine. She
didn't feel like talking or moving or thinking. She belonged here.

He lifted his head only long enough to press soft kisses along the line
before laying it back down again with a contented sigh. His arm wrapped
around her, the most comfortable of pillows. But as he closed his eyes, it
was not from exhaustion, though it could very well have been after the way
they had made love. He was savoring the moment, breathing her in with a
soft smile on his lips. **Now she smells like _me_. And I like her.**

Aileyan just burried her fingers inside his curls. She enjoyed doing it.

Had the bronzerider been a feline, he would have purred. He loved the
feeling of a woman's hands running through his hair. U'kaiah lay there
quietly a few minutes, just feeling wonderful. Finally he lifted his head
once more and pushed himself up so he could trail soft kisses from her
navel back up to her collar bones. Turning her on was not his intention,
but rather to make her feel as good as he did. Leaning back to look into
her eyes, he couldn't help the grin that spread across his face. "You're
not tired either?"

"Tired? No," she replied and stretched with almost feline grace.

He traced his fingers along her skin as the movement naturally brought her
beautiful figure back to his attention. "Hungry?" It probably was past
time for the evening meal. His body hadn't noticed, but perhaps hers had.

"Maybe a bit," Aileyan admitted. Although she could go without food for a
long time, she liked to eat regulary.

U'kaiah gently nuzzled her neck. "Shall I go find something for you?"

"Mmmm. If you keep that up, we won't be able to," she said with low
chuckle.

"Well, I wasn't suggesting _we_ go anywhere." And her words certainly
weren't discouraging his attentions. Quite the opposite. "I don't want...
to see you dressed... for the rest... of... the night..." he murmured, his
words broken up by teasing kisses.

"Aren't you..." she wasn't really up to verbal responses.

"Hungry? No." It would probably hit him eventually, though. And so he
probably should get food while there was some left. But shards, he lips
were so inviting! He couldn't help nibbling on one. "I'll go," he
promised. "Just one more kiss."

She gave him that kiss.

It was so hard to pull away. Something in her kiss told him she wanted
more, but if he didn't go now... "I'll be back soon, I promise."

"You better," she said with mysterious little smile. She had something
reserved for special occasion and this just felt like special.

U'kaiah had not bothered with the lines. He was a Wingleader, after all.
Messed up hair, clothes askew, he didn't care. He went straight to the
kitchen and asked for a few things to be put into a basket, enough for two,
and enough for breakfast besides. When he said he didn't want to see her
dressed all night, he meant it. And well into the morning besides! Even
with the heavy basket, his strides were long and hurried as he made his way
back to her weyr.

As soon as she heard the door shut, Aileyan got up from the bed and went to
dresser. She pulled out old tunic bundled around something she had hidden
there earlier (she didn't want Ravyan to find it and 'wass this, momie?').
She opened it and revealed somethings with black laces and black leather.
She remembered how awkward she had felt when she had gone to the weaver to
get them done for her. She had been blushing like innocent hold-maid whole
the time she explained what she wanted. She might be getting bolder, but
only with U'kaiah. And it was still relatively normal, considering if the
things she had glimpsed in the weaver's workstation were what she thought
they were. The weaver had been kind enough to teach her how to put them on
without dislocating a shoulder.

She did look good with them on, she had to admit, taking a quick peek at
the mirror. She just couldn't imagine anyone wearing them on daily basis.
She did feel sinful and sexy on them. Hearing the door creak, she rushed
back to bed, and took what she hoped was seductive position.

"I'm back," he called softly as he crossed the threshold once more, a
little out of breath.

"Oh, good, I'm waiting..." Aileyan was filled with pleasant anticipation
and bit of nervous. Would he like it?

He set the basket on the table, waiting for her to come out and yet there
seemed to be no movement. "Hey," U'kaiah called with a chuckle, "I thought
you were hungry." He walked over to her bed area and stopped short,
eyebrows raising in surprise and his mouth falling open.

"There's many kind of hungry..." Aileyan said, discovering that reaction
like his was the best kind of afrodisiac.

"Indeed. I'm starting to feel the pains already..." She did that for
_him_? Aileyan? He would never have thought. But he definitely liked it.
"Stand up. Let me get a good look at you."

She complied, rising to her feet. She was feeling bit nervous but hid it
well. "Do you like it?"

U'kaiah turned her around slowly, admiring just how well it hugged her
body in all the right places. His eyes glowed with possessive pride. "You
look gorgeous, sweetheart." And it was all for him. Yes, he liked it very
much, and admired how daring she suddenly had become. But he also
understood that she did not always see herself the way he saw her.

"Come here," he said, pulling her towards the mirror and standing behind
her. His eyes met hers in the reflection while his hands slipped
caressingly around her middle. "Do _you_ like it?"

"Yes," she breathed huskily. "Turning out to be worth the marks I used on
it," she murmured quietly.

"I'm glad you bought it." His finger tips traced the lines where leather
met skin. "We look good together, don't we."

"Mmm-yes," she agreed, and turned around to kiss him.

U'kaiah returned the kiss, following her lead. She was taking a lot of the
initiative, and he liked it. "Do you remember that first night we were
together?" he asked when their lips parted. "Do you remember what you
asked me?"

"Uh-huh," Aileyan nodded. "How to sweep someone off their feet, or like
it," she replied. It felt like a ages ago.

"This is a fantastic start," he smiled, fingering the straps on her
shoulders with a challenge gleaming in his eye. "Why don't you show me
what else you've learned?"

"I have a good teacher, you know," she replied, accepting the challege.

"Perhaps we can work in a lesson or two." Taking her hands, he gently
pulled her back towards the bed. "Come on, greenrider. I know you have it
in you to impress me."

Her eyes sparkled with mischieve when she followed him.

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