[PRP] Leisurely Afternoon (S'deri/E'sul)

[Meepfur]

S'deri was certainly no stranger to flightlust, and certainly not just from goldflights - his own blue was and always had been a frequent and eager chaser, and he more than happy to go along with it. It was something neither of them had ever grown out of, nor had they ever made an effort to; it wouldn't quite be fair to class them as heartbreakers, but they'd freely enjoyed themselves over the Turns, with no shame and little regret.

The bluerider stretched carefully as he woke, doing his best to do so as unobtrusively as he could. He'd slept on the wrong side - obviously he'd had other priorities - and his leg was especially sore this...morning? Maybe a little past morning, if he had to guess.

Out on his ledge, Luuth was curled up quite comfortably with his own company, and had yet to stir.

Uta

 

[Uta]

Nioweth had taken to the skies for the first time in some time, and it had caught E'sul rather off guard. It had taken both rider and dragon time to recuperate from a terrible Threadfall that had thrown them out of the sky almost a Turn prior, and Nioweth's flight schedule even longer to recover. Before the injury the little green had risen every three months on the dot--but post-injury, she had showed little inclination to rise. Oh, she had always been happy to snuggle and flirt with all her admirers, and enjoyed making much of any boy that happened to fly past--but there had been no glow, and nothing that resulted in her rising.

Though he'd been concerned at first, the dragonhealers had said not to worry, especially as she was otherwise just fine. Her broken foreleg had healed, her wing-sails had (thankfully) grown back, and E'sul's own strength had returned. While he begrudged the scars that marred his body, he was glad he had not lost any limbs. It could have been a much worse outcome, and both rider and dragon were lucky, very lucky, to have survived.

So to have his green suddenly shoot off into the sky the night prior, E'sul had been both surprised and elated. Everything had been a bit of a blur, as was typical when Nioweth's need gripped him so intimately, but he slowly pieced together his night as sleep waned. Someone was stirring next to him, and it was enough to rouse the green rider from his slumber. He was cuddled close to a warm body, his arm draped over an unfamiliar figure. The cot wasn't his own, that was clear, and though he was comfortable, the others stirring made him wonder if it wouldn't be better to get up and move. Not everyone was as eager for company post-Flight once all was said and done, after all.

He reached out to Nioweth, but found her deep in a content sleep. He wouldn't wake her--not unless he had to. Stifling a yawn, and blinking the last of the morning's grogginess away, E'sul finally peeked up at his companion. He recognized him as a Burning Aces rider--and an attractive catch indeed--but didn't know him personally. "Morning," he spoke warmly, not at all shy. "Too crowded, handsome? I can untangle myself right quick if you'd like," he was quick to assure, regardless of his own preferences. Making others uncomfortable wasn't something he wanted to do, no matter how cozy he felt.

Meepfur

 

[Meepfur]

"Mm, not at all," S'deri was quick to assure his company, mentally shaking off the fog that followed such a deep and satisfied sleep, "Just needed a stretch. Sorry if I woke you." The apology was quite genuine, as he'd truly not meant to disturb the him, or worse, give him any reason to think he need to move...or, more accurately, leave. Moving a bit wouldn't actually be a terrible idea, since they were both awake now, anyway. "Just a- Here," he murmurred, taking it upon himself to deftly move the both of them into an arrangement that freed up his left leg and, hopefully, allowed the both of them to stay comfortable. A little presumptuous, maybe, but given the night's events and the way the greenrider addressed him, he went ahead and assumed that it would be alright.

"There. That's better." Much. He smiled, and brushed at the other's hair.

Uta