RCW: Well You Did Not Lose

Posted on Mon Dec 30th, 2024 @ 9:05pm by Green Rider Calarya & Brown Rider G'van

Mission: 3531 AL
Location: River Cove Weyr
Timeline: MD 2 D21

Calarya shook her head as she returned to her weyr and found it empty. She had been hoping to catch G’van but it might have been later than she had thought it was but that was okay she would catch up later on. She knew they were both okay with flights and stuff so it would not be an issue but she liked to have visual confirmation that he was okay before she headed off to drills to face the green rider that she had ripped the head off yesterday. Quickly bathing and drying off she was surprised to hear a sound from the living area that sounded like a dragon landing and footsteps. “In here.” She called grabbing on her robe.

Dystath spiraled down to his ledge, letting his rider off. The brown was still upset over his loss but he would take a nap and be fine. G'van yawned a bit as he walked inside, hearing a familiar voice. “Hey, beautiful.”

The woman smiled as he finally found her and leant out to him. “Hello, handsome.” She whispered loving when he called her beautiful. She knew he truly meant it as his eyes lit up when he said it.

G'van gently tugged her into his arms. “Missed you,” he whispered, kissing her. He knew she was safe and would come back though.

The wing second grinned as he tugged her close and kissed her soundly. “Well hello to you.” She noticed how damp he was. “Did you dunk yourself in the lake or sea?” She wondered shaking her head as she ran a hand through his hair.

“Perhaps,” he answered truthfully. “Got Dyst away too.” He was fine with flights but that didn't mean he wanted caught by someone else.

“G’van…” She sighed softly stroking her hand to his cheek with a sigh. “You are soaking.” She realised as he dripped on her toes making her laugh. “Are you okay?” She wondered looking him over quickly.

“I'm okay,” he promised. “Dyst dunked me a couple of times which is why I'm drenched.” His brown had been pouting but he seemed to start to settle once he dunked his rider a couple of times.

Calarya felt guilty as she stared at him and glanced out to where the brown was looking like he was sulking. Thankfully he would only remember for a few days or so about it all. “Leith was a tease. No idea why she took so long to have her flight but let’s get you undressed,” she breathed starting on his jacket.

“It happens. Dyst will be fine.” G'van raised a brow. “Undressed huh?” He asked, still fighting the remaining bit of flight lust. His chilly fingers reached down to help her with his jacket.

“You are dripping dear.” She said wiggling her toes as more drips hit them making her laugh. Between them both they got his jacket off and started on his tunic. “G’van.” She laughed as her robe got damp as he removed his tunic.

“I told you I got dunked,” he grinned lopsided. It made his brown happy so he couldn't be mad. Although he was started to shiver a bit as they worked at getting his wet clothes off.

“Brown riders.” She tutted as she went to work eventually leaving him in just his underwear as she grabbed up the wet clothes moving to lie them out on the ledge so they at least could be dried a little before being washed.

“Shards,” he shivered. It was almost as bad as being in wet clothes. G'van moved to grab a fur, needing a little extra warmth.

Calrya returned laughing as she found him huddled in furs and shook her head. “Bath.” She instructed holding out her hand to him smiling. There had to be better ways for him to do this but she knew he was stuck in his ways around flights.

G'van didn't argue. Besides a bath sounded nice and warm. He was reluctant to give up the fur though until he stepped into the warmth of the bathing chamber. “Much warmer.”

The woman shook her head taking the fur and putting it back into the bedroom with a shake of her head. “Go on.” She said smiling at him as she watched the steam coming from the water making her lucky that they had one of the weyrs with this.

The brown rider stepped into the steaming water, finally beginning to warm up. He blew out a breath as he sank down in the water happily.

Calarya grinned watching him for a moment before deciding that she wanted to join him for a moment before she got ready. A’ren was likely to be late himself. “Feel better?” She challenged unwrapping the robe stepping in with him.

“Feel warmer,” he answered, grinning up at her. “Decide to join me?” He was glad she still had some time since he really didn't want her leaving yet.

“Got a few moments.” She whispered sliding up to him wrapping her arms around his neck looking up at him smiling. “You know you can find a flight moth right?” She point out softly.

He flashed her a smile as he wrapped his arms around her waist. “I know,” he answered. “Just didn't want to.” He really didn't like finding a flight moth if he didn’t have to.

Calarya smiled, shaking her head. “Okay.” She breathed, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. “I love you brown rider.” Leith was certainly testing her this turn so far that was for sure but what could she say when out of her last 25 flights G’van had won 23.

He shuttered a bit as he closed his eyes. “Please don't stop that,” he nearly moaned. She was not making it easy to think straight.

Calarya smiled at the tone of his voice as she pressed close. “I have no intention of stopping.” She whispered against his shoulder as her kisses trailed up his shoulder and neck till she was capturing his lips in a gentle kiss.

The brown rider groaned. “Shards Cala,” he moaned just before she pressed a kiss to his lips. He shivered as his fingers trailed up her spine.

The wingsecond gasped at his fingers trailing up her back pressing her against him. He was more worked up than she had seen him in a long time. “Shards indeed.” She breathed surprised.

He laughed huskily. “See what you do to me?” He whispered against her neck. He had thought he had himself under control but he clearly didn't.

Calarya was fully aware of what she was doing to him, as she was feeling it too. It was bringing everything she had thought she had gotten out of her system to the surface. “You do it back too.” She said looking up at him.

“Only fair,” he chuckled huskily. “Think we should fix that problem?” Apparently getting dunked had it's advantages. And having Calarya in his arms was a definite advantage.

The woman leaned up and kissed himself softly savoring the feeling of him against her. It had been a good flight but this was what she really wanted. “Not sure I have time.” She teased as she stepped back teasing him.

“Oh no you don't,” G'van growled, keeping her close. “You're not going anywhere now.” Shards he loved her.

“Oh really? Is that so?” She wondered with a laugh as he growled and brought her close again. She loved it when he got like that it was very different from her usual placid healer brown rider.

“That is very so,” he answered, kissing her hard. Flights were one of the only times he really let himself go. Being a Healer he had learned how to be calm and patient.

Calarya could not argue with that as he kissed her hard and she responded just as eager. Leith had flown wide and high flirting far too long, she just hoped that A’ren was having as much fun as she was so she would not be the only one late. “I want you.” She whispered, stepping back pulling him with her until she hit the edge of the small pool.

“Oh you have me,” he said huskily, following her. He wasn't about to let her go.