𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝑏𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦 𝑥 𝑗𝑎𝑐𝑒 ᶰᶳᶠʷ

[Bunny]

Gods, she had had thoughts of need and lust before. She’d hated herself for finding those who clearly despised her attractive but at least they’d never known her thoughts. That Merkur had gotten a clear flash of that startling desire, so sweet and needy was embarrassing as hell. Thankfully though, beyond a slight look, he didn’t push past her mental door nor did he make any comment and she was slowly able to let the flash of desire safe as they rose into the sky. When he knocked, she opened the door for him. Her mind once more tightly in control she curled her hands in his feathers as he warned her to hold on. His body surged heavensward, and she felt the coldness brush her face hand hands, her lower body warm against his heat. The fast accent was nothing compared to when he dove and her cry of pleasure was ripped past them as the wind and air sped past them, but down the bound, he’d feel nothing but joy. The two seemed to want to race, Merkur almost able to match Noct for speed. Even without asking, she wondered if he could have, had he not been concerned for his new rider. She didn’t ask though and he didn’t share and when they both landed, her hair was windswept and stray locks had slipped free from the leather thing she’d used to tie it back. Slipping from Merky’s back, she stroked her fingers along his side as she walked towards his front. Her nails trailed along his scales lightly and she paused to give his snout a kiss before turning to face Noct. “Why do you think they have us climb the damned wall? To show off for you?” The flash of her smile was offered with her words. As she walked to him. She held her hands up for him for a moment and when he lowered his head, she brushed a kiss to his snout as well. This sort of display wouldn’t happen when they trained, but here, where it was just them? Karra didn’t feel the need to hide her affection. His head rose and she walked to his flank. It took her a moment to size him up and then, she began to scramble up his haunch. She moved gracefully, running along the muscles of his leg. She couldn’t hurt him, she knew this, even as her roes dug into his scales, giving her purchase to run further. Walking along his back she stuck her tongue out at him. See, I am a big bad dragon rider, I can even mount you all on my own. The double entendre that could have been taken was missed by her as she settled into her seat. Staying seated on Merkur had been almost.. Easy. At least when it came to his size. Noct would push her limits and by the end of riding with him, Viskarra knew her thighs would ache. She needed to learn though and they all needed practice. Because he had decided to poke her, she poked him back, playful. Her mental voice held laughter as she said, Now how does one get a dragon to go again… Mush? Needling him would hopefully have him sticking to his guns. She’d rather fall now, where no one could see her, than before everyone in her flight. Because, all the strength she had might not save her. She’d need to learn how to adjust to their maneuvers or risk plummeting to her death. It wasn’t unheard of of dragons letting their riders die early on if they couldn’t keep their seat. Karra knew, without asking that neither dragon would allow her to die without at least trying to rescue her before he became a pancake. It might make sense, when I am not riding one of you, the other acts as a scout? Kitten, would you pick targets for us both? Noct could likely hut without issue, but if they were both forced to hunt different targets, it could prove… difficult. ​ #7cb3ba

 

[Lady Jace Beleren]

Merkur was a strong and mature dragon. A paragon of his kind, seen as the best they could offer for this year's threshing. He could be the one to help change the tide of the war. A warrior though and through. Which made it especially pathetic that he thought so much about Karra's ass as it slid down his side. Her dragging her nails along his scales, about as close to a gentle caress as a dragon could experience, doubled the complications. And to top it all off, she pressed her lips to his snout. He was beginning to wonder if Karra had woken to something with that kiss or if she had a fetish for dragons all this time and they did not know. Not that he took issue. It was simply... distracting. Noct, aside from his usual pleased huff of air at her kiss, seemed to be immune. Or oblivious. He seemed pleased as she teased him back, that glitter in his eyes again. Things with Karra were just... comfortable. Now that they had settled their disputes over the boundaries of the bond, or lack thereof, things seemed like they would be easy. So, as she made quick work of climbing his haunch, Noct simply lifted himself to full height, stretching his wings full. The double meaning was lost on him entirely, his mind not even working in that direction for now. Merkur, still fully open to the bond and freshly exposed to her thoughts, could not resist. Going from kissing to mounting that fast? I won't say no, but poor Noct is innocent. Where Noct might have grumbled, even growled, at the other dragon only yesterday, there was a strange silence. The black dragon could have shut down the bond, hidden away. Instead, there was something like a mental nudge, equal parts playful and shy. It was like permission, an acknowledgement that Merkur could tease her and he would not complain, even if he might have wanted to. Whatever was happening between the three, he was curious. Once she was seated, though, Noct let that nudge stop, a signal that he was ready to he serious. Only for Karra to immediately throw a little jab at him. This time, he did growl, the bond letting his annoyance mix with his affection. Annoyed, but accepting of her little joke. I am not even sure what that is meant to mean. Let me think of how Merkur might say this... if you want a dragon to go, you ask nicely. We do not answer to the commands of little human girls. Close enough. A little huff of a laugh from the black dragon as he began to flap his wings, lifting them off the ground and going nearly straight up. The bond made it easy for her to make her request of the silver dragon, who gave up on his lazy position to slowly follow them. As much as he wanted to laze about after their flight, he knew the other two would give him grief. So, like a silver bolt of lightning, he shot past them, high into the sky. Merkur left a circular hole in the cloud cover, soaring high up so that he could see for miles and miles. Northeast, along the ridgeline. A whole herd of antelope. Small and fast. Perfect practice for a novice archer. And with that, the bolt of silver came back through the clouds, banking wide around the antelope, who jolted and began to sprint as his shadow passed over them. Northwest, angled so that they could left in from their western position and keep the herd parallel between the two dragons. Noct, seeing the line Merkur was creating for them to fly along, shot down at a harsh angle. He even put his head low, letting Karra experience the full force of the wind. Surprising from someone who has never seen combat. Did they use you to herd livestock? Merk only offered the mental equivalent of a middle finger as the two dragons swept alongside the antelope, giving Karra a perfect shot. Provided she could compensate for the speed, that is. ​ #eaba6f #eaba6f

 

[Bunny]

Scandalized was the best word for the feeling that rose in Karra at Merkur’s words. It was a small mercy that he didn’t mention the thought that she’d accidentally shared down the bond and she narrowed her eyes at him. Though that shy little playful nudge from Noct had her cheeks heating and she made a small little sound that neither dragon could miss. She squeaked. An utterly feminine little sound of embarrassment. Neither door closed and she looked from one to the other for a moment. She sent a soft, little mental stroke down the bond at Noct and toward Merkur, it was like her nails on his scales. A little less gentle and shy. It ended though as she took her seat. All focus. All seriousness. Mush is how you make dogs move. That laughter was still there and she snorted softly. I bet I could prove you both wrong.Though it wouldn’t be about riding. Their bond, the one that seemed to settle both within her presence, was more than the desire to join the war effort, but something softer and far more intimate. If I commanded you to kiss me, I doubt either of you would have a single, huffy arrogant thing to say about it. Like eager puppies, they would be more likely to fight for the privilege than anything else. This thought was not share but there was a smugness down the bond. Noct rose, not as swiftly as Merkur, but it took more effort to lift his massive bulk. Her fingers ran along his scales, finding the almost grip that they formed. Novice?! Came the outraged response, though it was clear she wasn’t angry. The angle that Noct dove with was harder on her and her but slid some along his scales, wind whipping her face making her eyes water. It did however almost counteract the dive, plummeting like they were the wind pushed her backwards. Her laughter could be felt down the bond even as she drew her bow and took aim. The first shot missed, but not by much. The speed and the wind were things she needed to learn to calculate. The second arrow hit an antelope but it wasn’t a kill shot and quickly third notched arrow though was fired and the third shot brought the beast down. It stumbled and collapsed in a tangle of limbs, sliding a few feet along the grass. There was joy down the bond and as Noct banked hard to the side, her seat slipped. Almost in slow motion she felt herself dislodge from his back and her bow was released as she tried to grab at his scales to keep her in place. Her scream was mental and slipped from her throat as she bounced along his broad back, once twice and then she was airborne, plummeting to the earth. Hair streamed past her face, the leather thong ripped from her hair. Her body tumbled through the air, as she tried to right herself in position to the ground. They’d catch her, one of them. Even knowing it there was fear, a mind numbing fear as she raced to her death. ​ #7cb3ba

 

[Lady Jace Beleren]

Merkur was the one who mentally scoffed at her insistence that they would bow to that order. The dragon responded with all the haughty arrogance that Noct had tried to imitate just a few moments before. You might command it, but it would be done by our choice. You think other riders command their dragons into their bed? Maybe he had exaggerated the scenario, but it was true. No one but a dragon could command a dragon to do anything against their will. And even then, most attempts ended in a fight. Only the elders could give an order and expect it to be obeyed. And, just when it seemed like Merkur might be going on another tangent about how great he was, the dragon added in a sly comment. And it's absurd you think you would even have to even ask for that. Both dragons pressed on her from the bond. Like she had sent that sensation, the feeling of her nails on their scales, they sent back nuzzles of their snout, and a moment later, the sensation of being pressed between them both that morning. There was a comfort forming, though it would likely not last long once they ended up vying for her attention again. Noct, hearing her mock outrage, decided it would be good to test her. Even as she managed to keep her seat against the wind, there was another playful nudge from the black dragon when she missed her shot. Then, another when her second was not on its mark. The third, though, got her that warm press of their minds on either side of the bond. Encouragement to go along with a good performance. Now, it was just time for the test. He sent a simple signal to Merkur before he banked hard. They were closer to the ground than Noct might have liked for a first lesson, but would not be accused of coddling. And, as he felt Karra lift from her seat, Noct did his best not to shout in panic. Two bounces off his scaled back, both easily prevented if she had grabbed the base of his wings as she passed, and she was in the air. She fell, shouting down the bond and out loud, for almost five seconds. Another four and she would be on the ground, a broken heap. The flash of silver swept over Karra and his talons curved under her arms. With a sharp jerk, her body stopped, held aloft like someone holding a cat up under its front legs. It would leave a bruise or ten, but Merkur flapped higher, faster, until he had closed the gap to Noct. The black dragon had slowed, coasting in circle while he waited for her return. And when Merkur released her, it was right until he former seat, though he imagined the landing must have been unpleasant. Not your best moment, Karra. You will have to work on holding tighter when you use your bow. My back is smoother than most dragons. It was a worry Noct had always had. His shoulders formed that natural seat like all other dragons, but he had significantly fewer ridges and spines down his back. The closest he could offer was for her to wedge her heels against his front haunches, though even that would not help much. As they turned to go back to the spot she had downed the antelope, Merkur flew past in a blur again. Catch. And Karra's bow dropped from above, unbroken. Maybe they had been a little cruel, but an unexpected turn could be the difference between life and death. And they would not let Karra risk herself, even if they had to injure her pride. Merkur had been given a swift lesson on that already. When the black dragon finally came crashing to the earth by her kill, he stayed tall and waited for her dismount. Perhaps we should seek a way to compensate for our size difference. No amount of muscle training will make your legs longer or my back smaller. Merkur flew down a few seconds later, another antelope in each talon, skidding across the grass of the plains as he released them. Lunch for the dragons as well. They could not exactly share when each could eat a whole animal themselves. ​ #eaba6f #eaba6f

 

[Bunny]

The ease in which he could scandalize her was embarrassing. A kiss is not the same as commanding you into my bed. Karra protested indignantly, that huff she had picked up from Noct coming down the bond. Fine, I shall not command you to kiss me.. I shall only command Noct to do so! It was playful, prodding at his arrogance. In truth, Viskarra wasn’t sure if she would ever command either to do anything. A kiss was harmless and it was a demand that she knew both would want to fulfill. Her laugh was bright and she lifted a mental brow at him. Maybe you aren’t kissing me and I want you to, therefore a demand for a kiss would be required, would it not, kitten? A press of both down the bond had made Karra feel warm. Comforting that press of their minds against her own, a mimic of how they had pressed her between themselves earlier. It was more than simply being touch starved, the almost craving to be snuggled between their warmth. She’d miss it come tomorrow as she would be expected to be back within the confines of the school. They looked the other way when they had free time, but only then. The only bright side was now Karra would have her own room. Nudging her when she missed had been a way to make light of her failure had eased the pressure she put on herself. Karra needed to be the best, not because of pride but in spite of them. If she showed weakness they would push her harder. Even in the top percent of the school, she’d been jumped. The two dragons had witnessed it and in part it was because of that foolish act that she’d bound to them. A warm press was her reward and she smiled brightly, happy and then disaster befell her. A lesson, but one that still had her heart in her throat. It hadn’t been explained, but some things were best learned by touching the flame rather than having them described. Talons curled under her arms and there was a searing pain along her shoulder joints. The doors slammed almost fully closed, not because she was mad, but she wouldn’t abuse them with pain from her own foolishness. Carried back to Noct’s back she was dropped. This twoo hurt and she winced but stayed silent. You try doing better. The reply was grumpy, but there was no anger. Rolling her shoulders Karra bit her lower lip to avoid hissing with the pain. Catch. The only warning before her bow fell from the air. Catching it, she slipped it back over her shoulder as Noct descended and then landed. Her body swayed and she slipped from his back, trying to not let the pain show in her features as she did so. If I go into battle with a harness, they will never let me live it down.. It was the first idea that came to her for compensation. There had to be something though. Two other antelope joined the first and she looked at the beasts. It must have been nice to eat them in a bite or two. It would take Karra a while to properly dress the beast. That idea alone made her groan. I suppose you don’t want yours cooked? A question, though there was still some grumpiness in her tons. There was nothing else for it. She walked to her kill, retrieving the two arrows that had landed. Cleaning them after inspection and they were added back to her quiver. Skinned, gutted and fillets cut free. Karra was careful to waste as little as she could. It was still too much meat for her and she offered them what she couldn’t eat. Next time, she would need to bring supplies to preserve the meat. Next she made herself a fire, this was done without help from either dragon and their flames. As the meat began to cook she flopped down and sighed. I don’t know what to do about the size thing yet, but there is another issue. As of tomorrow, I can’t stay in the cave until my next free weekend. I will be expected to be back within the dorms. While she didn’t say anything about her worries connected to that issue, they could easily feel them. Do either of you know of a hot spring? That would help ease the ache of her body from the near death fall. ​ #7cb3ba