Weyr Life Drabbles: Prompt word #23: "Lovers"
Easing his mind away from Ruarnoth's, H'koll rolled over, and laughed. Oh, the fun wasn't over yet.
The rider beside him was feigning exhaustion, eyes closed -trying to avoid as much awkwardness as possible.
Damn bronzeriders were all the same, eager enough at first, but utterly ridiculous afterwards. There were so many ways to tease them, and good betting to be had on how they'd react: bedding the nearest woman, bathing in the lake, whatever. H'koll had won good marks that way in the past.
Grinning, he leaned over to slap the bronzerider's thigh. "Any more where that came from?"
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