Who

L'xan, Selaine

What

L'xan admits to a few things and Selaine brings the gifts~

When

It is late night of the twenty-second day of the tenth month of the ninth turn of the 12th pass.

Where

L'xan's Very Good Time Weyr, Igen Weyr

OOC Date 01 Jan 2017 05:00

 

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"You're mine."


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L'xan's Very Good Time Weyr

Honestly, most of the space in this weyr is taken up by a monumental dragon couch - large enough and worn enough to accommodate its bronze inhabitant comfortably. What space L'xan does have is dominated by a large manly bed, covers and pillows (cushions are for girls) in 3 exact shades: Crimson, gold and black. With space being at a premium, bedside tables and headboard have been combined to create interestingly geometric shelves to hold…stuff. Clothes and other necessities are stored in wooden tubs under the bed frame. The walls themselves are cluttered with wooden pegs forced into which ever crevices looked solid enough to handle the weight of riding straps and thingamabobs. Squeezed into the space between bed and entrance is a shabby crimson love seat, comfortable enough when your hide work follows you home.


It is late at night, and L'xan has finally completed his duties for the day. He has a stack of hides beside him on the love-seat. But he is ignoring them for now, slumping in his half of the seat to watch his unbooted toes wiggle in the end of day funk of the truly exhausted. He has a glass of something warm and alcoholic in one of the hands resting on his stomach. But otherwise he's not really doing a heck of a lot.

It's practically a rare day when it's Selaine coming to visit L'xan in his weyr and not the other way around! But so it happens to be that evening as Akitith flies in for a landing, sending a warm forest greeting to Nokteryth. She dismounts slowly, ever careful, considering the precarious positioning of the ledge. She's lightly dressed, just a simple dress given it was a brief flight from her weyr to his. "L'xan?"

Apparently watching his toes wiggle is pretty engaging. "Hmmm?" Comes his exhausted rumble. "Selaine! Come in!" He does try to rouse himself, the tone of his voice lifts…but that's about all. He's pretty done in. He will however sweep the hides off the only other piece of furniture he has other than his bed on to the floor. HE MADE SPACE FOR HER. Of course at some point he'll have to pick up all those hides, but that's a problem for another day.

And come in Selaine does upon his invitation, seeming quite light on her feet this evening, a basket in her arm. There's a quick glance around as she observes his weyr, one brow quirking upward at the scattered hides. But then she's moving to where he sits, looking all leisurely and whatnot to take a seat in the space he'd made for her, placing the basket beside her feet. The greenrider leans over to give a quick kiss on the lips, avoiding knocking over that glass in his hand. "Hi!" she greets cheerily as she pulls away, eyes bright. "Guess what~"

L'xan does try to rally, he wriggles his body upwards into a semi-slouch at least. "Today was all just a bad dream, and now I'm getting a naughty one?" His voice lifts with hope at the end of his guess. As does his arm, which he slings about her shoulder as he pulls her in for a kiss on the forehead. "I'd guess. But I'm beat. You tell me what huh?" He murmurs as he shifts them both with minimum effort for maximum comfort.

The expression on Selaine's face drops slightly at his words, brows knitting together in worry. "What? Bad dream? Why?" She'll scoot closer to cuddle up against him. Nice and comfy. "No more morning sickness!" She announces, though attempting to keep her voice a bit lower than the words may have originally come out on account of his exhaustion. He might notice that she ignored the question about the naughty dream. "Oh. And I brought you some wine. Someone thought it was a fine idea to give me Benden wine as congratulatory gift." For her pregnancy. Real smart.

L'xan shakes his head. "Work stuff." He's one of those annoying guys who keeps things all nice and separate in separate boxes if he can manage it thanks. But his expression does rise as she absolves him from guessing. There is even a smile! "Great news! Because that wasn't really gross or anything!" Sexy times are hard when there is vomit. At the mention of wine, he groans. Reaching down to place his glass on the weyr floor (he really doesn't have anywhere else.) "At least they didn't give you the cheap stuff?" He'll find that silver lining. "I'm sure I can take care of that for you." His tone is solemn, but his smile is part tease - part yay yummy wine.

"Oh. Ok." Selaine won't push him for details if he doesn't want to share. Instead, she'll just rest her head on his shoulder, a hand going to rest absently on his chest. She swats that chest gently. "Like I haven't seen you vomit. And since you brought the tea, I've been okay, too." She wrinkles her nose playfully at him. "I'm sure you can. That's why I brought it. I also brought you some stuff from Ravene's. Thought it might be a nice snack with the wine if you wanted it now."

"I only did it that one time! And I was really really hung over." He defends his own inability to keep stuff down with slightly more energy than he has shown so far. Then his expression gentles. "You didn't have to you know. I don't expect anything more than you." Somewhere in there there is a sweet sentiment, but its lost in fatigue. "I was just going to finish off my drink then collapse face first into bed." His plans for the evening are really that exciting. "You could join me if you like. In the morning we'll talk about any naughty dreams I might have."

"So nice of you to have come look for me when you were hung over." Selaine rolls her eyes at L'xan, though her lips shift into a small smile as her expression softens as well. "I know. But I wanted to. And you've been doing so much for me… I almost feel like I don't deserve it." Even her voice softens at the admission before looking up at him. "Well… I suppose I could join you… I didn't have any other plans for the evening…" Other than bring him wine and snacks and give him the news.

L'xan has another gentle smile, and a kiss for the top of her head. "Are you saying I shouldn't share those really important moments with the woman I love?" There is a weary chuckle in there too. "I'll admit, I was subliminating some deep denial. But you deserve everything I can give you." And because he's a (mostly) honest bastard. "And probably even more." And with a final kiss on the top of her forehead, he lumbers to his feet with a groan. HE IS OLD OKAY? "Let me escort you the two steps to my bed. We can collapse and snuggle. And maybe talk." Isn't that the best offer ever?

Selaine closes her eyes as she relishes in his sweetness, leaning into the kiss he places on her head. She chuckles along with him, "Well if you put it like that, who am I to argue?" Because hearing him say that he loved her… It gave her butterflies. His words warm her heart, and she totally would've gotten all hearteyed on him, except one word piques her interest. "Denial?" The greenrider questions, even as she watches him get up with that groan. Another chuckle escapes her as she moves to get up as well, removing her sandals before following him to the bed, where she clambers onto it.

"Nokteryth perhaps had the right of it right from the beginning." L'xan admits with a bit of a cough. "But I also meant what I said about not looking for anything. I was actively NOT looking." It's all her fault okay? And because he's not feeling particularly heathenish tonight, despite his previous claims, he shrugs off his shirt, his pants and other accoutrements following quickly after before he joins her in the bed. "I do love you." He says, giving her lips a quick peek before he falls flat, one arm draped over her chest.

It is needless to say that L'xan's admission of what Nokteryth had said so long ago was correct came as a surprise to Selaine. The slight widening of her eyes was proof of that. She kind of just blinks at him, watching absently as he removes his clothing from where she lay on the bed. All that time. At least her patience was rewarded? Her expression softens as he repeats the words he had said so nonchalantly the other day, leaning into his kiss before snuggling up against him, replying with a "I love you, too" once he had laid down. "What finally brought you out of that denial?"

L'xan opens one eye. Cruel heartless woman can't see that he's exhausted? "The very real desire to punch Divale in her smug face when she started 'admiring' you." It's not an easy admission for him to make, . "I don't hit women. It was a pretty big clue." And then he smirks. "But, you're mine now. She can admire all she likes." He's not smug about that at all. "You're mine." He tightens his arm about her for good measure. As it loosens, it becomes apparent that maybe, just maybe his exhaustion has taken him. And if she really needed the hint, the rumbling snore that follows soon after should be definitive proof.

He was the one who said they would talk! Selaine's curious by nature and the fact that he'd admitted to Nokteryth having been correct months ago warrants clarification. That's how she sees it anyway. A brow quirks upward at the mention of Divale. Admiring her. Well, maybe she'll thank the woman for that push that L'xan had apparently needed. "All yours," she whispers softly, lips pulling into an amused smile. She lifts her head slightly to look at his sleeping face, gaze tender before mumbling, "Guess your naughty dreams will just be dreams tonight." She leans to kiss him lightly on the nose before settling back on the bed, one arm wrapping around his torso and closing her eyes to eventually join him in sleep.

He said they'd discuss those in the morning XD

Apparently she'd missed that part~

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