I wasn't sure how we'd ended up in the spare room though I remember that it vaguely had something to do with me being upset, Moordryd comforting me and after that...well we were here now.
"Moordryd...we shouldn't..." I mumbled as his lips found my throat and neck, making me gasp a little before he gripped the hem of my shirt, gently tugging it up towards my chest. "Really...someone will hear us..." I gasped though who I was trying to convince I really wasn't sure as Moordryd's lips touched my stomach, taking extra care that he didn't aggravate my stomach wound. Though there's no way I was still healing after all this time he wasn't going to risk hurting me so his kisses were slow and controlled.
"Rayne relax, no one's here besides us and our dragons. Or are you afraid of them hearing us?" He whispered as he lifted his mouth from me, grinning as my face flushed. "Its okay..." He muttered before he leant down and when I felt the tip of his tongue touch my navel I let out a groan, eyes rolling. Slowly he tongued my navel, listening intentlly as I groaned and as I shifted beneath him he actually managed a chuckle before he kissed my belly, trailing the lightest kisses against it and as his mouth made its way towards my chest I shut my eyes.
"Rayne I want to see you...open your eyes." He whispered and hearing his voice I slowly opened my eyelids just as he kissed my lips, his tongue slipping into my mouth as I opened my mouth wider. I would have let out a groan if my mouth wasn't mashed against his, his tongue exploring my mouth. Then his tongue found mine and wrapped around it, making me forget all about being upset. As he kissed me deeply I felt his hand leave the bed and reach for my pants, carefully slipping them down and off. By the time his kiss ended and Moordryd released my tongue I sighed just before he reached over and pulled me closer, shifting until I was sitting on his lap.
"Okay what are we doing right now?" I asked, receiving a raised eyebrow in response.
"What does it look like?" He chuckled kissing my throat and I sighed as I tilted my head back slightly, letting out a purr at the same time. "Heh you're not complaining right now. Is something bothering you?" He asked as he lifted his head and I chewed on my bottom lip, not sure what was preventing me from enjoying myself.
"I'm not sure. I just have this feeling...something bad's going to happen." I muttered as he stared at me and a few seconds passed before I sighed, suddenly feeling really stupid. "I...don't know why I keep getting upset. Sorry Moordryd...guess I'm a pretty lousy excuse for a girlfriend, huh?" I whispered and in response he kissed me, making me almost forget my own name. "Wow..." I mumbled as he hugged me against his chest and he chuckled, kissing my forehead.
"For all we know you could be right...or just over-tired." Moordryd answered and I tilted my head at him, giving me a look and he grinned. "If I say I believe you will you cheer up?" He asked and I rolled my eyes, playfully punching his shoulder.
"Oh and one thing...why am I missing my pants?" I asked, giving him a slight grin and he laughed, pushing me over and I burst out laughing as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down into a deep kiss. Which ended with Moordryd's teeth nipping my neck, making me gasp before he tongued my neck and I sighed, enjoying myself. But as we kissed I couldn't help thinking that something bad was going to happen and less than a minute later we heard voices, interrupting us and as we both shot up I frowned.
"Called it." I whispered before Moordryd leapt off the bed like his butt was on fire and I clamped a hand over my mouth to prevent a giggle from escaping. Ducking down Moordryd grabbed my pants and quickly handed them to me. I slipped them on as Moordryd watched the door and just as I adjusted them we both heard a knock at the door. "Come in." I called as I sat on the edge of the bed, pretending that I was there all the time though I didn't realize that I had a slight mark on the base of my neck, courtesy of Moordryd and his teeth.
"I'm not interrupting something, am I?" Artha asked as Moordryd gave him a frown, crossing his arms against his chest and I shook my head. "Dad wants to see you two. Something about what happened in the track of doom." He explained and I hopped down from the bed, a slight frown on my face and he gave me a sympathic smile. "Yeah I know but its important."
"That's fine, I should be practicing anyway. In case we need to fight again." I replied as I walked towards the door and Moordryd gave me a nod, following just behind me. Out of sight of Artha, Moordryd reached over and for the next few minutes he held my hand and once we exited the house I noticed he didn't release my hand. Just that small gesture made me glad that I'd come back from the brink, even if it cost me more then I cared to think about. At least for the time being.
Following behind Artha I began to wonder just what his father wanted to see us both and not just me. I soon found out when we walked towards the stables and Connor walked outside to greet us, a slight frown on his face and I sighed instantly figuring out why.
"Its not about the track of doom, is it?" I asked in a quiet voice and Connor slowly shook his head, making me chew my bottom lip. "Should I be worried?"
"I thought I told you two to behave yourselves when you're staying under my roof?" Connor asked moving closer until he was standing over me, his eyes narrowed as he looked from me to Moordryd and back.
"We didn't do anything. Anyway I thought you called us here to talk about me being the Light Booster. If this is a lecture...just save it." I replied, finding myself growing angry at the elder Penn and before anyone could stop me I strode purposely towards the stables intending to find Quiksilva and go for a ride. As soon as I entered the stables I heard footsteps and I wasn't at all surprised to find Moordryd following me.
"Never seen you get angry at Mr Penn...where did that come from?" He asked, leaning against the doorway and I rubbed my eyes, not really sure why I had almost lashed out (verbally of course) at Connor. "Its because of what he said, isn't it?"
"I know its his home but to talk down to me like that..." I trailed off as Quiksilva walked over and nuzzled my leg, earning a pat on his head. "I shouldn't be mad at him since we did almost..." I heaved a sigh, not wanting to finish that sentence and with my back towards him I didn't notice the faintest of smiles cross Moordryd's lips. If I had I might have been just a little worried that he had something in mind that involved the two of us.
"I have an idea. Since you want to practice racing and learn a few more mag skills we could sneak into my father's citatdel and borrow some of his gear." Moordryd suggested and I turned slightly, raising an eyebrow at him and he shrugged. "Or we could just stay here and forget about your training. Its not like you need it." He added and seeing the grin on his face I narrowed my eyes.
"Fine then. I know I need training so let's go." I answered before Quiksilva magged me and he blinked as we shot past him. Rolling his eyes he whistled for Decepshun and once she appeared she magged him and waiting for his orders.
"To my father's cicitadel. And hurry we can't let Rayne and Quiksilva beat us there." He told his dragon and she shot forward, her paws almost a blur as she rushed after us.