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Date: Thu, 2 Dec 2004 02:24:20 -0800
From: "Tree Deutscher" <treedr@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Subject: [DL-D] With the coming dawn....
Day 99 Late Night
After finishing some reports Pandora had gone to the Med Center to
check on her patients then over to the dining hall. T'rell was working
late so it was the perfect time to chat with the Head cook, something
she seemed to have little time for these days. She and Realee had
become fast friends and got together as much as they could to discuss
and test recipes and just talk about the goings on in the warren. The
Jr. Queenrider enjoyed these times immensely and she had come to view
Realee as a type of surrogate mother. She had come to value the woman's
wisdom and guidance far more then she'd realized. Of course the older
woman drew then line on giving advice when it came to her problem with
T'rell and Almantha.
Pandora envied Jayleigh at having such a wonderful family and even now
wondered why the woman had left the way she did. Even though she and
Lexi had a mother and stepfather as such, they never really were what
one could call a family, at least not for her. only Lexi and she
couldn't imagine her leaving her twin like that.
Smiling at the older woman Pandora sighed inwardly, this was her home
now and it was wonderful people like Realee and Jer'lin who had made it
that way and T'rell of course even if he was a bit upset with her for
siding with Almantha on some things earlier. If only those two could
learn to get along her life would be ideal.
[Rider! I think there is something very wrong with my human! Samson is
talking pretty strange!]
Instantly concerned the dark-haired beauty immediately started to rise,
"I must go, Almantha says that.."
[Samson says he is inpooperated!]
Pandora blinked in confusion, the expression on her face causing the
cook to gaze at her curiously.
"*He's what???*" the young woman spoke and thought at the same time.
[Hmmm that's' not right innerbrieyated! Nope, that's not right either,
wait a minute, it's...!] A loud snort filled Pandora's mind. [Oh, I
know, it's inreebooberated]
The queenrider busted out in giggles sitting back down, "*I do believe
you mean inebriated!*" She said again out loud bringing a smile to the
cook. "I think Lexi is out carousing tonight!"
"Ahhh, if I was only 30 years younger, that handsome brother of yours
would be..."
"Standing in the losers circle with every other male in the warren!
Especially since I have first dibs on the prettiest girl in the
Warren!" Jer'lin chuckled slipping in from the dining room to gave his
mate a playful hug.
Realee's eyes sparkled and she blushed prettily clicking her tongue in
mock annoyance. Pandora couldn't help but smile at the open affection
between the couple and it made her think of her 'handsome knight' and
she sighed inwardly. The bickering between her dragon and her lover had
escalated and she didn't doubt for a minute that either was completely
innocent in their petty squabbling. T'rell and Almantha seemed to take
a great delight in tormenting each other whenever possible. Which would
be fine if she didn't always get stuck in the middle of it.
Unfortunately, she and T'rell had, had some harsh words this very
morning about it and Pandora hoped that he'd had a chance to cool off
by now.
"Well are you ladies ready to call it a night? It's getting rather
late!" The trainer asked giving his mate a suggestive grin. Realee
swatted his arm playfully and with a fond smile Pandora gracefully rose
from her chair. "I agree, it seems like morning comes all to soon these
days."
[..]
After assuring the couple she would be okay Pandora watched the couple
as they disappeared arm in arm into the darkness. Heading for her
apartment Almantha had already confirmed that T'rell wasn't there so
she would be able to prepare a nice welcome for him and they could
hopefully make up. She felt bad about snapping at him to quite acting
like a child, since he was the adult after all.
The sudden sound of dragon's roars vibrating off the crater walls sent
Pandora into a panic until she realized it was a rising female and not
an attack. For a moment the queenrider relaxed until lust crazed males
came rushing out of the darkness running every which way. Finding the
first niche to shrink into Pandora hid in the shroud of shadows to wait
it out. Having to endure Almantha's loud gleeful reports about Samson's
clumsiness soon had her head pounding.
[That dopey Flerrion isn't doing much better either! Nope, no worthy
for the meathead today! You know, I'm really actually kind of amazed,
as big as the red puffball is you'd think he'd figure it out and
actually get it right for once, and .... "
*I GET THE POINT!* Pandora snapped rubbing her temples against the
copper queen's chortling laughter. It had always been her fear that
Flerrion would actually catch a flying female and T'rell would then be
with someone else. Listening to the roars and yells from the darkness
she peered out from her hiding place fighting back the rising
insecurities. It was bound to happen one of these days, *that Flerrion
actually got it right*, and her only hope was that T'rell would come
back to her when it was over and, that she would be able to deal with
it.
Thankfully it didn't last long, the night air was cool and Pandora was
starting to shiver when things finally quieted down. Pulling her shawl
tighter she emerged from her niche and started off once again for her
apartment cautiously glancing around for anyone that might jump out at
her.
[..]
The man saw the lone female emerge from the shadows, the graceful
movements, the light hint of her intoxicating fragrance floating on the
night breeze told him exactly who it was. His sky blue eyes glittered
in the pale moonlight and he started off after her his lips turning up
in a lusty grin.
[..]
She was almost to her apartment when the sound of running feet and a
loud yell caught Pandora off guard. Clenching her fists instinctively
she swung around just in time to be swept off her feet, the momentum
half throwing her across the stranger's shoulder giving her no chance
at first to identify her attacker. A terrified scream erupted from the
woman as she began to struggle against her captor. As he firmed his
grip on her nestling her into his arms the man chuckled mischievously
and Pandora hesitated instantly recognizing the playful sound.
"T'rell?" She whispered her lips curving up into a beautiful smile, but
it quickly disappeared at the sound of more running footsteps and a
loud "Halt!"
They were half in the shadows but she clearly saw the flash of a blade
appear from her would be rescuer. "Put her down!" Andrew demanded.
"Back off!" T'rell answered, his voice thick with unspent lust from his
dragon.
"Pandora? Are you okay?" The healer questioned, ready to defend her as
he craned to see who the man was.
Pandora groaned inwardly and began to wiggle trying to loosen the
Wingleader's iron grip. Oh course it might be easier if he'd stopped
nibbling on her neck the way he was. Pushing on his chest for a little
breathing room she squeaked out, "Andrew it's okay! Really! T'rell just
startled me is all! It's fine!" Thankfully the darkness hid her flaming
cheeks. How embarrassing! Why did these crazy things always happen to
her? She would never be able to face Andrew after this. For some crazy
reason his opinion of her was important, and even though he'd been
around the warren long enough to understand the way things were, the
situation was suddenly terribly awkward for her.
"Oh," the healer answered craning to see the shadowed Wingleader. "I'm
sorry, didn't realize that was T'rell." He answered quietly. "I
thought."
A warm hand made it's way up the inside of Pandora's skirt to caress
her inner thigh and Pandora jumped releasing a startled gasp.
"Pandora?"
"I'm fine Andrew, really, I'm fine!" She answered her voice rising a
pitch.
"If you'll excuse us, we'd like to be alone!" T'rell interjected
sharply in a husky tone. Tightening his grip he started off into the
night with his precious cargo.
Pandora managed a last glance at the healer and noticed the odd
expression on Andrew's face and it only increased her embarrassment,
but it was replaced by the rising flames of desire.
[..] Meanwhile in another part of the warren
The world began to swim wildly and the smell of fresh dirt was ever
present as Lexi began to give in to the lust filled alcohol soaked
euphoria he was surrounded in.
"Lexi! Get up!"
He was sure he was dying or already dead as he could hear an angel
calling to him.
[Sorry Big Guy, hate to tell you, you ain't dead yet, but I have a
feeling you're going to wish you were!] came a draconian chuckle
blotting out the beautiful voice.
Who was it then? He must be needed for something, trying hard to force
away the fuzziness in his head the Blacksmith rolled onto his back the
rush of cool night air on his face almost making him gag.
Hands grabbing, pulling at him, but it felt good to just rest and he
fell back, and a weight descended on him.
"Go away!" he mumbled as he lay sprawled on his back. It felt so good
to just lie here. Sleep, he just wanted to sleep.
"Damn it Lexi, don't you dare pass out on me! Get up!" Sharees snapped,
having been pulled down by his relaxed bulk to straddle his waist.
Grabbing him by the lapels of his lvest she tried again to get him to
at least sit up.
"Lexi! Dammit would you move!"
The sound of a slap and a stinging sensation in his cheek and the
blacksmith half-opened one eye, the sudden scent of wild flowers
filling his head. Seeing the angel sitting on his chest his lips curled
up in a roquish grin. "Hi Beautiful!"
The blacksmith's limp arms suddenly sprang to life grabbing the
hovering beauty pulling her too him in a crushing embrace. Her lips
were warm and full and the taste of her was intoxicating and his body
responded instantly pressing her closer. The feel of her molded against
him was incredibly intoxicating and Lexi's hands began roaming freely
over the voluptuous curves.
He felt her try to push him away, but her hesitation lasted only moment
before slender fingers laced sensuously through his ebony curls sending
a lusty shiver down his spine. Her soft moans sent white-hot desire
coursing through him and Lexi quickly rolled her over covering her body
with his muscular frame. With the woman already straddling his chest
there was no holding back and he thrust against her, the confinement of
their clothing a grating irritation.
His mind clouded by the flight and too much drink made it hard to focus
on the face that was so closer to him, yet seemed so far away. All Lexi
knew at this point, was that he needed....
The sound of tearing material echoed as his massive hands pulled
erratically at the flimsy material of her blouse. The heat from the
exposed breast against his chest brought a deep groan from the big man
and he was fast loosing himself to the needs of his body. It was as if
his entire being was centered between his legs, he could already feel
her warmth, her tight flesh gripping him for each thrust and his hands
moved faster pulling at her pants, when suddenly a tiny pair of fists
began beating on his chest.
"Lexi stop! Not here!" she hissed with a frustrated groan pushing him
off of her. "C'mon!"
The sound of approaching voices didn't phase the blacksmiths cloud of
desire as he reached for the sultry beauty wavering in front of him.
Then if by magic he suddenly found himself on his feet being pulled
into the shadows of the night.
Staggering along, Lexi's eyes were riveted on the back of the woman,
her feminine curves outlined by the pale rays of the moon. Still
feeling the affects of just about everything, he almost fell several
times, but staying on his feet was all-important now. He was so damned
horny at the moment he would have followed that sexy backside through
the pits of hell just to have her.
Day 100 Dawn
Lexi bolted upright, jerked from his deep slumber by the sound of a
cock crowing somewhere nearby. When his head caught up with the rest of
him, his brains exploded into a million little stars each sending a
lethal stabbing pain pounding into his skull. Grabbing his head he fell
backwards with a cryptic groan. The roster sounded again and the big
man grit his teeth against the awful sound. *Would you shut that damned
chicken up! Eat it or something!* He whispered gingerly through the
link.
Halfway through the next crow there was a loud squawk, then silence.
"With pleasure!" came the murmured answer.
Opening one eye Lexi squinted against the morning light filtering into
the room. Damn he hurt! How the hell did he get home? Noticing the
missing niche in his ceiling he realized this wasn't his apartment
after all. Where the hell was he? Searching his mind he gazed one-eyed
at the ceiling that was starting to look awful familiar.
He'd been having a good time drinking with Akety, and Leela had been
flirting with him. Damn that wench had a nice set on her. Then there
was.... something had happened, dragon roars, Samson, something wrong
with Samson, then an angel coming to him.
Now that's a dumb thought, he mouthed under his breath, there was no
such thing, at least that he knew of. Damn, he really needed to learn
to hold his liquor better. It had to have been someone else, another
woman? Lexi closed his eye trying to take a mental tally against the
onslaught of a raging headache. The fact that even though his pants
were half-undone he was still in them, but was that a good thing, or a
bad thing? There was.....events began to slowly take shape in the
blacksmith's mind. The faint remembrance of being led, warm lips
against his, his vest being stripped off, silky hands touching him
everywhere caressing him in the most wonderful ways, and he grew hard
just thinking about it. Taking a deep breath a faint fragrance that he
knew so well assaulted his senses and brought the big man upright again
the motion causing him to almost fell off the end of the bed.
"Son of a..." He cursed under his breath managing somehow to regain his
balance. A mental string of oaths from the big man had the crimson
dragon lifting his head curiously, but Samson knew better then to say
anything.
With an unconcerned yawn the large scaly head laid back down drowsily
nuzzling the blue chin of the sleeping female. The crimson giant had
learned long ago, that this thing the human's called a hangover, could
be a very bad thing indeed, and it was definitely best to stay out of
the way when the Big Guy had one. Besides, Samson was feeling quite
content snuggling with his sapphire sweetie and had no desire to move
at the moment.
With his face buried in his hands Lexi was almost afraid to look around
but couldn't stop himself. Peeking through his fingers he saw the
sleeping form at the other end of the bed. Sharees! Oh man, how had
this happened? Thoughtfully stroking his beard he stifled a yawn.
[Well happy boy, I think it had something to do with the fact that you
were....] Samson interjected smartly unable to remain quiet, only to be
cut off by a crude retort from his rider.
Staring at the floor Lexi sighed inwardly as next to his vest lay her
torn blouse. What had he done? An unreasoning panic filled the big man,
silently scooping up the leather vest he quickly rose to leave. The
motion was a bit more then the Blacksmith bargained for and the room
swam in front of his eyes and he almost fell back onto the bed.
Steadying himself he glanced over to make sure he hadn't disturbed
'her' and hurried out of the room.
[..] Meanwhile in another part of the warren
Dawn
Despite a rather vigorous, but quite pleasurable night Pandora and
T'rell were up early. She'd just finished the coffee and had poured
herself a cup while she waited for him to shower. Sitting at the table
the blue-eyed beauty snuggled down into her fleecy robe feeling quite
content with the world. Watching the hot steam rise from the mug she
yawned in a wonderful afterglow.
There was no warning when the front door burst open with such force
that it was almost torn from the hinges. Before Pandora could cry out
her big brother filled the opening. The Queenrider relaxed and arched a
questioning brow at the deep scowl on Lexi's face. She watched silently
as he went straight to the stove and helped himself to a mug of the
steaming brew. Moving to the table he flipped a chair around and
straddled it setting the mug down with a loud clunk, amazingly without
spilling a drop.
The corners of Pandora's lips curled up, "My my big brother, don't we
look perky this morning! You know Lexi ,most people usually *knock* on
a door before entering."
"I did!" Lexi growled, "And don't talk so loud!"
Pandora rolled her eyes glancing at the open door. Pulling her robe a
little tighter she smiled sweetly, "Um, besides having the hangover
from hell, is there something I can do for you?"
Taking a swig of the hot liquid Lexi grimaced half-gagging as the
coffee seared his throat. Pandora waited, knowing all to well how her
twin could be when he was in a foul mood, and it was pretty obvious he
was definitely in one of those.
Tracing the handle of the mug thoughtfully with his fingers, then
placing an elbow on the table he leaned his face into his hand and
rubbed his throbbing temples. Finally he sighed deeply, "I want to know
how the hell I ended up in Sharees' bed? Well not how, so much, but
why?"
AC: Special thanks to John and Arle for their critiquing help.
Respectfully submitted by,
Tree Deutscher
AKA
Pandora & Almantha
And
Lexi & Samson
**Summary**
Day 99
Late Night
~ Pandora finishes some reports, then goes to the med center, then
stops at the dining hall to chat with Realee and Jer'lin. Leaving for
her apt she hides when a females flies. When its over she is accosted
by a lusty T'rell but her screams draw Andrew thinking she is being
accosted.
- A drunk and horny Lexi finds an angel and is willing to follow her
anywhere.
Day 100
Dawn
- Lexi wakes up and finds himself in Sharees' bed and panics. Quietly
leaving he goes to Pandora'' to talk to his sister.
~ Enjoying the afterglow of a pleasant night Pandora is sitting down to
a cup of coffee when her big brother appears on her 'doorstep'
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