In Flight (M, pre-Rocky/Adam)
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pc32_ficsFandom: Crossover: Mighty Morphin’ Power Rangers & Dragonriders of Pern
Summary: Being a dragonrider turns A’dam’s life inside-out. Part of my “Flights of Fancy” universe
Warnings: References to m/m (sort of) sexual situations
A’dam wouldn’t trade Ranath for anything. The moment she touched his mind, they were one. He was hers and she was his and that was what mattered.
But in the night, when the hatchling lay snoozing on her pallet in the weyrling barracks, he lay awake and wonder how his life made such a drastic turn. He was supposed to be a Harper – it was clear he wasn’t named with aspirations of Impressing, given the trouble he’d had coming up with a proper honorific.
Ranath’s tail twitched and she let out a soft hiss as she scooched toward blue Tairth… R’ky’s blue.
A’dam sighed. That was another issue he’d been avoiding.
Ranath was a green.
A female.
When she rose – though it would be at least a Turn or more – he’d be in her head. He knew the Dragonlore, had heard stories of the sexual appetites of a lusty green, and the way they drew in their partner’s consciousness.
Would it be weird, feeling a female’s… impulses? Thoughts? Emotions? Would he feel emasculated afterward? Would the sex be different, mentally connected to a Green while connecting with a male rider?
Ranath grumbled in response to her partner’s turbulent thoughts, and Tairth’s eyes peeked open, nudging her back onto her own pallet. When she whimpered, it seemed like the blue gave a sigh before extending a wing over the smaller hatchling. The two settled.
A chuckle drew A’dam fully from his thoughts as Tairth’s rider circled around the two carefully. R’ky sat next to him with a smile. A’dam flushed. Did R’ky know what he’d been thinking?
R’key put his arm around his friend. “Hey… I’ll take good care of you.”
Apparently he did. A’dam floundered for a response, before settling on lightening the mood…
“He’ll have to catch us, first.”
Summary: Being a dragonrider turns A’dam’s life inside-out. Part of my “Flights of Fancy” universe
Warnings: References to m/m (sort of) sexual situations
A’dam wouldn’t trade Ranath for anything. The moment she touched his mind, they were one. He was hers and she was his and that was what mattered.
But in the night, when the hatchling lay snoozing on her pallet in the weyrling barracks, he lay awake and wonder how his life made such a drastic turn. He was supposed to be a Harper – it was clear he wasn’t named with aspirations of Impressing, given the trouble he’d had coming up with a proper honorific.
Ranath’s tail twitched and she let out a soft hiss as she scooched toward blue Tairth… R’ky’s blue.
A’dam sighed. That was another issue he’d been avoiding.
Ranath was a green.
A female.
When she rose – though it would be at least a Turn or more – he’d be in her head. He knew the Dragonlore, had heard stories of the sexual appetites of a lusty green, and the way they drew in their partner’s consciousness.
Would it be weird, feeling a female’s… impulses? Thoughts? Emotions? Would he feel emasculated afterward? Would the sex be different, mentally connected to a Green while connecting with a male rider?
Ranath grumbled in response to her partner’s turbulent thoughts, and Tairth’s eyes peeked open, nudging her back onto her own pallet. When she whimpered, it seemed like the blue gave a sigh before extending a wing over the smaller hatchling. The two settled.
A chuckle drew A’dam fully from his thoughts as Tairth’s rider circled around the two carefully. R’ky sat next to him with a smile. A’dam flushed. Did R’ky know what he’d been thinking?
R’key put his arm around his friend. “Hey… I’ll take good care of you.”
Apparently he did. A’dam floundered for a response, before settling on lightening the mood…
“He’ll have to catch us, first.”
