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L’nik could feel the contentment that radiated off of Hessianth. Even without really waking, feelings flowed easily between the two of them. Sometimes, this meant that he tried to not so subtly plant ideas in the back of his head. Other times, it was simply suggestions that they sleep in. Hessianth was very much in favor of that this morning. With graduation creeping up, morning lessons were less and less critical - especially with the Junior Weyrlings needing more and more attention.

For Hessianth, it just seemed like a better idea to stay curled up on his ledge. He'd twisted himself into what should have been an uncomfortable position around Therianth, one wing draped over her like a blanket over a child who'd simply sprawled out on the floor and fell asleep. Even if it had been uncomfortable, he was pleased with himself. More than the first time they had flown and not needed rescuing. In fact, he seemed more satisfied than any lesson’s completion. Though he never liked them much anyways. The night’s festivities were much better than anything (barring his L’nik) that he could have thought of. But only because it had been her - because he had desired her so, and would have still even if she'd not chosen him. He offered such sweet affections to her openly, even in his half-sleep.

It was that smug adoration that nudged L’nik to conscious enough to take stock of his own situation. He'd certainly not forgotten how eagerly he'd fallen into Shahera’s lips again, how his hands had roamed seeking out soft flesh, and definitely not how his body fit against hers. Though if he'd have had the same fervor without Hessianth’s eager contributions would go unanswered. It wasn't the first thing on his mind when she was still there in his bed, adding a warmth foreign to it.

Maybe she wasn't much of a cuddler and would mind, but L’nik would push his luck just a bit, shifting so he could rest his cheek against the top of her head, one hand idly tracing over her hip.

Hessianth rumbled, moving his head so it bumped up against the side of Therianth’s. It was as up as he really wanted to be that morning. Good morning, the thought was still edged with the same sweetness he’d willingly poured through their mental link hours before. If his stubbornness was anything to contend with before, L’nik was going to be hard pressed to pry his lifemate from her until it was fully his idea. Idly, he wrapped his tail around Therianth’s. I am thinking of skipping our morning lesson in favor of staying right here, he added, letting her in on his plan. Just in case she had any objections - but he had a feeling she’d be right on board with him.

“‘Morning,” L’nik murmured into Shahera’s hair. If he’d been a dragon, he likely would have rumbled in a similar contentment as Hessianth did (and boy, he was loud about that). Instead, his mind traced the pattern of her fingers across his chest, ignoring any lingering sting for her touches. It hadn’t quite registered with him to wonder why she had knives on hand to be able to cut him with one. A thought for a later time.

With Liat in such a funny outfit, it was only fitting that Orioth match - which was Hessianth's contribution to the whole mental image. Though it was a little more difficult to fit a dragon into a garment that he frankly had never cared about the logistics of, so it may have been backwards on the one leg it was wrapped around. Are you feeling better now? he asked after he'd given enough time for the shared mental image to play out the laughter it had been meant for between them. He'd been attentive enough to her changing mood over the last sevenday, and while he pondered if it was some variation on the proddiness that older dragons claimed greens started to feel, Hessianth also wasn't about to be so bold as to assume that everything was better now that they were curled up together.

It was probably a good thing the kiss didn't last longer than a moment. Even with sluffing their morning routine, anything more amorous likely would have gotten them a little too wrapped up again. "Hessianth has been trying for months to get to, so I think I can let him have this one," it was less of a relenting statement, and more the same humor Shahera was using in stating the two of them would be better off skipping the day as well. They'd likely get in trouble, but it wasn't like any amount of lessons on the subject would have prepared for actually getting wound up in a dragon's lust. "Sounds like we'll have a lot of time to ourselves. Anything fun we want to put on the agenda?" not that laying there curled up with Shahera wasn't fun. But maybe she wanted to do more than just stay in his bed while he traced his arm along her side, rediscovering soft edges he'd explored just hours before.

Playfully, Hessianth butted her back. Just making sure I didn't need to tear any of the other things apart still! he countered. Her moods were hardly a problem as long as it was within his power to right everything.Problems bigger than him? He'd still chew on them.

L'nik was very compliant with the change in position, hands moving to rest on her hips as he looked up at her. "Hmm, like keeping us both cooped up all day would be anymore appealing?" he asked, though he knew that was very unlikely. Plus, they'd only agreed on morning lessons - for now. She'd surely be able to change his mind if she wanted to. As for ideas? "I have no complaints about staying like this for now.....or there's always those straps we were talking about," before they'd gotten distracted by other things.

For a long moment, Hessianth seemed to actually consider this. However, it seemed like a lot of effort to get up, and it would certainly have meant unwrapping himself from Therianth. The latter of which wasn't very appealing. Make me a list, then, and I'll get on it when this is no longer comfortable for the both of us.

"Breakfast does sound appealing," though L'nik didn't usually think to stash more than just klah in his weyr. Nor was he fortunate enough to have a weyr with one of the dumbwaiters that some of the more prominent riders and non-riders had at the Weyr. He'd have to fix that someday. Hessianth was clearly amused by this notion. Planning to spend more late mornings in with someone, are you? he teased privately and L'nik shoved him mentally. "I'm not sure flitter-delivery is normal protocol. Think it would cause much trouble to try anyways?" he half-smiled, clearly picturing a few ounces of mischief with it. "Gives us some time to plan out our project."

Her amusement was delightful to him. True, true. We can just pretend that the bite-toy is whatever it is later, Hessianth suggested instead. Therianth was certainly ready for play again after spending the middle of the night shredding several dragons.

It was rather easy to picture the kitchen staff being pestered by Firelizards at least. "They at least get points for trying. I'll think of something else if it doesn't pan out," though most of those ideas already involved having to get dressed and L'nik was rather enjoying not doing so. Idly, he stroked her hips, pondering what Shahera was thinking about while she looked at him, but not quite ready to ask about it. There were a lot of thoughts to mull over for both of them, though he suspected he had more to think about than she did.

Therianth's unease was palpable enough that Hessianth was already stirring schemes and pulling his dear L'nik into them. If we're going to go as far as to skip morning lessons, why is here the only place we're allowed to skip them at? he inquired. Won't we get into just as much trouble if we go somewhere else? Who will suspect we aren't here? he pulled Therianth in on the thought, more than happy to go all in on it either way.

L'nik looked away from Shahera and off towards the ledge at Hessianth's machinations. "Sounds like we should consider a morning out, if we want to be completely gone for a morning. No reason we need to be spotted around here if we're just avoiding lessons, right?" as he spoke, he moved to sit up, pulling her into his chest.

Shahera did have a point about the rules of what they should and should not have been doing. Though they also shouldn't have been spending so much time canoodling in his weyr either - not that he was going to complain about more kissing. L'nik kissed her again, if only to let the logic of her words settle for a little longer. "So many excuses to stay inside," he hadn't pulled away entirely before he spoke. It probably was best to not push their luck with so little time before graduation, at least. "We can always stretch our legs inside, but what about them?"

He nodded towards the ledge where Hessianth fidgeted restlessly next to Therianth. We can go to the beach on our own, if you two don't want to come with. Hessianth was absolutely prepared to get in trouble - and all lessons had been lately was Threadfall, Threadfall, Threadfall!