*** Day 11 ***

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"Oh Kiki... why couldn't you have let Vas win?" she cried softly as she
found a place to sit down and think. No one else was around to see the tears
of shame falling from her eyes.

<Because he wasn't quick enough to catch me this time... He'll just have to
do better the next time," the pink's thought came back to her sounding a bit
to smug and amused.

<<But don't you understand? I've never... Key is the only man..... Oh damn!
Did you stop to think how Vas's rider would think... would feel.....>>

<He's a rider of a dragon just as you are my human," the pink's tone had a
scolding tone to it now. <He'll understand. Vas isn't upset so why should
his rider be?>

<<Because he is a human,>> Ghost sighed. <<And we humans don't think about
these things as dragons do.>>

<Things would be so much easier if you did,> Kiki sighed and then her touch
was got from her rider's mind as the pink dragon fell asleep.

Well there was no putting it off any longer. The mating flight was long over
and she had to face Key sometime. Now was as good a time as any.

She stood up. Made sure all her buttons were fastened and started the long
walk home. She'd know his reaction soon enough.
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Key had heard Kiki approach the ledge so he knew Ghost was about to return. 
He also knew *her*. She would be very anxious and very worried, not knowing 
how he was going to react. She might even fear it was the end of their 
relationship.

What was his reaction? He'd be lying if he said he was happy about the idea 
of his mate with another man. There was a small part of him that found it 
erotic - the voyeur - but that was not what he really felt. He was in love. 
That was the only reaction he could have. A dragon enduced mating was no 
betrayal. Why did it have to be the only man who's nose he seemed to have 
put out of joint?

'That is just the way of it,' he thought and he knew that noone else would 
have been any better.

As she entered their apartment, he noticed her face was red. Was she still 
flushed from her encounter? No, he decided, she was embarrased.

She was about to speak when Key held up his hand.

"I can imagine what you're going to say. 'I'm sorry, Key,' or something like 
that. Well I won't have any of that."

She looked as if she might burst into tears.

"Come here, my love! I meant that you have done nothing wrong. I love you 
now and always."

The relief on her face was like the bursting of a dam as she ran into his 
arms.

"Oh Key! I thought..."

"I can guess what you thought," he smiled as he squeezed her. "I hope things 
were not too, well, heated?"

"No. I'm OK."

"Good. Now, I have an idea. You'll be needing a shower I shouldn't wonder. 
How about you let me give you a wash?"

"One of your 'Morning Specials'?" she grinned.

"What else?" he replied, smiling mischeviously.

"Oh Mc'Key! You really are a wonderful man!"

"Never mind the flattery - you're already getting what you want - just get 
you butt into that bathroom."

As he chased her in, both of them giggling like school kids, he knew that 
she was his - what more could he ask of her?

He undressed her slowly after turning on the water, watching her raven hair 
fall just short of her breasts. He pulled off his top and watched her take 
in his smooth chest with pleasure. As they finished undressing, each looked 
at the other with the passion that only those who are in love can share.

They stepped under the hot stream. It was much hotter the Key liked it, but 
Ghost always wanted it to be very hot, so he had got used to it. It was well 
worth it. As he got up a lather, he began to wash her hair. Soon, she was 
moaning softly as he massaged the soap into her scalp. He watched over her 
shoulder as the suds dripped from her hair and rolled over her breasts, his 
hand wanting to follow.

He kept himself in check. She would probably be sore from her previous 
exertions, if his experiences of mating flights were anything to go by. He 
reached over for more soap and began to lather her back, kneeding the 
knotted muscles and she leaned on the wall for support. He moved on to her 
legs, washing and kneeding, taking pleasure in her face. She was beautiful. 
Her nipples were erect and her small breasts were exciting him as ever as 
the stood away from her body. He could already imagine his mouth suckling.

As he rose again, he moved around to her front, washing her chest, finishing 
with long sweeping strokes from her neck. As the lovers enjoyed the moment, 
Key moved Ghost back into the stream, rinsing her hair and watching the 
water run down her slender body.

When she opened her eyes and looked at him again, she was relaxed. She knew 
that he wanted her and why he didn't take her. She also knew that her bore 
no grudge against her and that was wonderful. She looked down her lover's 
torso, noting with interest that his whole body was standing to attention.

"Key? Are you going to take me or do I have to pin you down?"

In one movement he swept her into his arms and took her, still dripping, to 
their bed. She planted kisses all over his body, taking control, as she knew 
he would be worried he hurt her.

Key lay in their bed, his lover using her tongue to great effect. As he 
wriggled in pleasure he felt her mount him. He looked at her, sitting on top 
of him but his eyes were soon closed as she pushed herself down upon him.

- fade to black -

*** After Key's day with Iggie ***

He was glad someone had taken over watching the QueenRider for a while. He 
was not really cut out for word games. He preferred straight talking. But 
handling the woman called for subtlety. She was always trying to score 
points with him verbally. Two things kept him from slapping her across the 
face. One, Tara had given him a job to do and he was going to do it. Two, 
despite everything, he really wanted to help the woman get back on her feet. 
As he arrived back at his apartment, he saw Kiki on the ledge and smiled, 
knowing his partner was inside.

He couldn't have imagined what was waiting for him in his wildest fantasy!

All of his favourite foods were laid out on the table and laid out behind 
them on the sofa was Ghost. She was wearing a short red silk neglige, 
wrapped in a flowing gown of the same hue. His eyes almost popped out of his 
head.

"It's just so warm here, my love. I had to keep cool." She grinned 
coquetishly.

'This is going to be quite a night,' he thought and a smile spread across 
his eager face.

NRPG:

I think it's fair to say that the mating flight isn't going to affect their 
relationship. Except, of course, that they just can't seem to leave each 
other alone these days!

Respectfully submitted,

Peter Shillan
aka
Mc'Key and Vasleth.
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