After the meeting with Lord Gossimer


R'ven went back to the apartment to get out of his ridiculous costume.
The leather pants were beginning to chafe the tops of his thighs and
the silk shirt was sweat soaked from the heavy fur cloak he'd worn.

"The things I do for this warren," he smiled as he stripped off the
offending garments.

"Hi," came the sleepy voice of Tair'n as he stood in the doorway to
their bedroom. He'd  pulled a sheet around him, when he heard someone
in the living room. "How did it go?"

R'ven sat down in a chair opposite his lover and prised off his
leather boots.

"Ok, I think. you know what Gossimer's like."

"Rude, brash, uncouth, loud. He still got that sweet little serving
wench? What was her name?  Shilar... no, Shelar?"

"Shellir. Yes, but she isn't so little anymore," R'ven getstured with
his hands making a large bump in front of his body.

"That man must have more bastards than you can shake a stick at!"

R'ven let out a low chuckle, as he stood and made his way over to Tai.

"Don't  s'pose you'd care to rephrase that would you?" sliping his arm
round the younger man he placed a tender kiss on his lips. "Mmmmm, you
taste good."

"And you  taste and smell of beer! Go have a bath 'Ven, I'll get you
something to eat. There some food left over from lunch if you want
it."

"I'd rather wait till I've seen 'Leigh. I want to make sure she
doesn't rip Gerald to shreads over this afternoon. Now you should be
in bed," R'ven turned Tair'n round and pushed him gently back into the
bedroom.

"I'm bored with staying in bed," the pout Tair'n wore on his face make
the older man chuckle.

"Don't do that, Love. I just might forget that you are injured and
take advantage of you!"

"Well that would break the boredom!"  he sighed as he crawled back
into bed, watching R'ven walk towards the bathroom.


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<I don't think it wise that you should go in there, R'ven,> Zenith
mumbled as he tore into another sheep. <She has Random's rider in with
her.>

<Well in that case I hope I'm not too late. It's not Gerald's fault. I
tried to explain that to her earlier, but somehow I didn't think she'd
listen.>

As he knocked on the door Zenith said, <I don't think they want to
be...>

He opened the door without waiting for a reply.

He was greeted by a pair nude buttocks and a couple  of startled
faces, looking at him from the top of the desk.

<I did try to tell you!>

R'ven tired very hard to supress the smile that was creeping across
his face.

"I'll come later.. I mean I'll come back later," he chuckled as he
started to close the door behind him. He heard a loud moan and re
opened the door, "I also suggest that you lock the door next time!"

He shut the door with a quiet thud.

<Zen tell Random and Troy not to say anything about their riders
mating. We don't want more rumours going round 'bout the Warrenladies
of Daere being insatialble, now do we?>

He felt the deep rumbling laugh from his dragon.

<Tis done, my rider. Like I said I'm nothing but an errand boy!>

R'ven couldn't do anything but collapse with laughter.


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