Being Bad
Dragonsfall Weyr
Amber Hills Hold
Vintner Hall
Healer Hall
Hidden Meadows
Dolphin Cove Weyr
Dolphin Hall
Emerald Falls Hold
Harper Hall
Printer Hall
Green Valley Hold
Leeward Lagoon Hold
Barrier Lake Weyr
Sunstone Seahold
Citrus Bay Hold
Writers: Devin, Bree
Date Posted: 31st January 2006
Characters: N'vanik, Sarian
Description: N'vanik and Sarian do something . . . bad. ;)
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 10, day 9 of Turn 3
"Please tell me that you're almost finished eating." Sarian's voice reached N'vanik moments before the greenrider slid onto the bench next to him, crowding him with a look in her eyes that said more clearly than words that she was looking for excitement--or trouble.
**Thank Faranth!** "Didn't anyone teach to be patient?" N'vanik asked. He took a deliberately slow bite.
"Never," she replied, one hand creeping on to his leg under the table. She widened her eyes as far as they'd go and gazed up at him with a sweet smile that was totally ruined by the cheerful lust in her eyes. "Are _you_ going to teach me?"
"Never was one for patience, myself." N'vanik pushed his plate aside. He slipped an arm around her waist. "You have anything particular in mind?"
"Something... interesting." She leaned closer, close enough to whisper in his ear. "Don't you ever just want to be really, really bad?"
"Oh, all the time, Short Stuff." He whispered back as a tingle went down his spine. Shards, this girl was great. "Well let's think of something really, really bad." She pulled back to grin at him. "Something all those _boring_ women in the Weyr wouldn't want to do.
Let's have an adventure..." "Hmmmm . . . let's get out of here first." N'vanik said. "I'm starting to get bad ideas about this table."
The dining cavern wasn't exactly crowded, but Sarian had a feeling that it would be a little more excitement than she was looking for if she started something quite _that_ outrageous. "Which way should we go?"
Not either of their weyrs. Not if they were going to be more adventurous than usual. "Do you want to see if U'kaiah's office is empty?"
Sarian was on her feet in a moment, holding out an impatient hand. "Well, don't just _stand_ there..." N'vanik got up and took her hand, grinning. "Where have you been all my life?"
They hurried out of the dining hall.
"Learning all those tricks you seemed to like so much..." She wasn't sure if she should hope that U'kaiah wasn't in, or hope that he was. Probably not...
she was undoubtedly the only one who liked the possibilities of having both men.
"Time well spent, then." N'vanik said, wishing U'kaiah's office was closer.
It was going to be disappointing if U'kaiah was in there.
Sarian was starting to think U'kaiah's office could do with being a good bit closer as well. When the rounded a corner into an empty hallway, she shoved N'vanik up against the wall, her hands slipping under his tunic. "You know, you should have picked somewhere closer..."
"Once the idea crossed my mind, it was just too good not to try." He bent down to bite the side of her neck. "And who else but you would be bad enough to do it with me?"
"Mmmm... I hope his desk is cleared off..." She tangled a hand in his tunic and started off again, tugging him along behind her. The quicker they got there, the quicker she could start removing his clothing.
When they _finally_ got to U'kaiah's office, N'vanik knocked loudly on the door. There was no response within a few seconds, so he turned the knob and the door opened easily. Empty. "All ours!" N'vanik said as he pulled Sarian inside and closed the door behind them. "He was even kind enough to clean his desk for us." "Mmmm... but who wants to jump on it first..." Sarian was busy at work with his tunic, cursing when the fastenings foiled her over-anxious fingers. The fact that U'kaiah could walk in at any moment was more exciting than she'd realized. N'vanik grabbed her around the waist and lifted her onto the desk. "Ladies first." He helped Sarian with his shirt and then got to work on hers. **I should have thought of this sevendays ago . . .**
Sarian ignored his attempts to remove her shirt, far too busy with the wonderful expanse of well-muscled chest in front of her. He could rip the sharding thing off as far as she was concerned... and not even the feeling of his shoulder beneath her mouth could distract her from the mental image of U'kaiah having to pull half of her tunic out of his files in the morning.
_That_ might get her into a little bit of trouble...
With all that restrictive clothing out of the way, N'vanik hopped up on the desk with her. He ran his hands along Sarian's talented body. Being bad could feel so good.
Last updated on the February 1st 2006