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The Dragonriders of Pern AU Meme

THE DRAGONRIDERS OF PERN AU MEME

WARNING: Contains situations of dubious consent, violence, and triggers. Click with caution.

Pern is a planet with an unusual problem. Every 250 years or so, orbits in the system bring the planet into a fifty-year shower of a substance they call Thread. Thread consumes every organic substance it comes into contact with, dissolving plastics, plants and people alike. It is stopped only by metal and stone. In order to combat this menace, the early colonists on Pern created dragons.

Now, thousands of years later, dragons are an ordinary institution. They carry passengers and transport messages, since they are able to go Between, a teleporting ability that produces several seconds of cold sensory deprivation every time it is done. They live in weyrs, places reserved solely for dragons, riders and support staff, usually in caves, often in volcanic areas in order to create warm grounds for egg-laying and hatching.

The dragons themselves bond with, or Impress, humans immediately upon hatching, creating a deep, psychic and very intimate connection. Dragons and humans are a pair, and they tend to bond based on personality, gender and sexual orientation. This comes into play during mating flights, when female dragons go into heat and fly away, requiring a male to catch her and mate mid-air. Often, sex between the riders of the mated dragons is not optional, no matter who the riders are or what they feel about one another. This creates a general atmosphere of sexual openness in the weyr.

That's a dragonrider's life. Skipping out to fight the latest shower of Thread, taking care of their dragon, hopping Between, and dealing with the occasional unwanted desires from a mating flight.

For more info, feel free to check out Wikipedia!

HOW IT WORKS:
1) Post with your character and canon. Feel free to take this opportunity to make a note about which sort of dragon your character would have, and any roleplaying preferences.
2) Tag around, and dragon this shit up.
3) Stick to canon, if you like; disregard it, if you like.
4) Have some goddamn fun with some goddamn dragons.

TYPE OF DRAGON
CANON:
Gold - the largest of the dragons and most rare, queens and egg-layers. Those who Impress a dragon like this generally end up in a weyr's leadership. These dragons canonically always have women as their riders.
Bronze - second largest, male; the gold's mating pool tends to draw from these. These dragons canonically always have men as their riders.
Brown - slightly smaller than bronze, male, steady and strong with a lot of endurance. These dragons canonically always have men as their riders.
Blue - the smallest male, and a somewhat awkward compromise between strength and small size/agility. These dragons canonically nearly always have men as their riders.
Green - quick, agile and flighty, without much endurance, making up about 50% of all canon dragon population. Female. Greens almost never lay any eggs, and lack much of a maternal instinct. These dragons may take riders of either gender.

NON-CANON/SLIGHTLY MODIFIED CANON:
(In case you'd like a few more options to play with.)
White - A mutation, but a surprisingly common one. White dragons have little to no sex drive, and are very small, but unusually intelligent and sometimes have strange and unique abilities.
Black/Dark Blue - Another rare mutation. These dragons can be of either gender, but are incapable of chewing firestone and producing flame. They tend to take dragonriders who are deceptive, sneaky, clever. They are often used as messengers or as night-riding spies.
Red - Female and medium-size, this dragon is a fighting dragon that does clutch, if not as numerously or as productively as the golds. They tend towards passion and strength, deep emotions that make them fervent fighters.
Yellow - Male, on the small side, jumpy and often somewhat thick-headed, yellows take longer to mature and are more difficult to train to work in groups, but once you do, the result is worth it. They are impulsive and brave and vicious.
Purple - Another dragon type that can be male or female. Small-bodied and huge-winged, this type is somewhat rare but ideal for long patrols. Their eyesight is famous and keen, so they're good spotters as well.
Other - If you have a particular idea, feel free to make up your own!

HIJINKS
1 - Threadfall. Time to get out there and burn this stuff before it manages to hit the ground. Hopefully you won't find yourself or your dragon in the path of this stuff. Otherwise, you might be out of commission for a while, and the scars never heal.
2 - Gather Day. It's a festival today! Get out there and spend some money, hear some music, and have some lovely food.
3 - Hatching. The candidates are ready, and those eggs look hard enough to break. Hatching could happen at any time. Are you ready for Impression?
4 - Feeding/Bathing. Dragons need a lot of taking care of. Whether it's feeding a hatchling an enormous basket of meat, taking a full-grown dragon out to hunt, or having a bath in the lake outside the weyr, keeping your dragon happy is a full-time job.
5 - Mating Flights. It's time. Your dragon is feeding on the blood of their kill, and they're about to take off. Who's going to catch them this time?
6 - Other. Wild card, if there's any other situation you'd like to explore!

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Neji's jaw tightened, and it wasn't until Jyuuketh started shifting that he realized he was at risk of snapping again. He breathed, flexed his fingers, and forced himself to calm down. Even so, the reminder of everything he balked at still burned.

While the reactions weren't anywhere near as bad as he'd assumed, it hadn't really helped any and just amplified his paranoia about what everyone was thinking and not saying. The few remarks he got were mostly mild references- casual and inoffensive to most- but with how on edge he'd been, they wound up feeling like sleights anyway.

"Are you just going to antagonize me?"

Lee sighed again. He had a feeling he was going to be doing that a lot tonight. Assuming Neji didn't turn on his heels and leave.

"That is not my intention." Lee moved again, this time to the foot of the bed where he was closer to Neji but not nearly close enough to be considered a 'threat.' Lee was starting to feel tired, and he rarely felt that way except after threadfall.

"The point I am trying to make is, there is no shame in being on the submissive end of a mating flight. No one in the weyr will think less of you. In fact, it is the same in any relationship here." Lee made a vague gesture towards the caverns, out to where the other Dragonriders went about their business. "Even the women here, if anything, they have a greater status than most males because of the role they play as Queen, Red, and Greenriders."

He felt like he was playing the Harper, trying to bring a little liberal freedom to a sheltered Hold. Which meant he was rambling again. Scrubbing at his face, Lee wondered how he could make things more acceptable for the uptight Purplerider.

In the end, one of his wilder ideas surfaced. He knew it would probably be rejected or at least raise the other rider's eyebrows, but he felt it was worth proposing. "... I suppose I am saying that either end of a relationship should never be seen as lesser than the other. And if you would like, I do not mind being submissive to you should that be necessary to assuage your pride."

The strange turn of offer drew Neji from his defenses and he blinked his surprise. Thinking about it, he was tempted to take up the offer, but then they'd need to do it all over again and Neji wasn't certain just how much he wanted to practice.

He shifted, eyeing the lubricant on the stand. "We're not in a relationship," he said blithely. "The point of this is to adjust."

Lee nodded in understanding. That was an easier let down than he had dreaded, so he would not complain. And it seemed he had gotten the message across, even if Neji was determined not to acknowledge it out loud.

"Alright..." Lee swallowed. How to go about this...

"You will probably want to take off your clothes, then." Lee had discarded the towel on the table, and now he moved to strip off his pants and underware. He wasn't going to blush. He was going to remain in control. Calm. He had to lead in this and do it in a way that wasn't going to make things even worse for Neji.

But he couldn't help but feel a little warm roll through his stomach. Thinking of that mating flight and how Neji had looked then, it was hard to not feel a bit of a turn-on knowing he would be having Neji like that again. Even if not under the most pleasant of circumstances.

Uncertainty crept out of every nerve like grub worms during Threadfall, but he'd asked for this and he meant to go through it. Biting down hesitation, he stripped off his shirt and moved toward where Lee was already standing naked.

He'd dreamed, far too vividly, about that body- the way that fevered desire had taken him under in a quickening rush.. He awoke, breathless, a time too many, trying to convince his body that it wasn't what he wanted.

Discarding his pants was his own milestone- one he couldn't easily turn around and take back- but his underwear stayed because he wasn't giving himself over without at least a hint of challenge.

Lee breathed slow and deep, trying to keep calm. This was very different from the teasing cheer of Tenten or the easy friendliness of Sai; something about bedding Neji made Lee breathless and practically shivering with anticipation.

Turning fully towards Neji, he glanced over the almost-naked body and swallowed. This was going to test every ounce of self-control he had in reserve. Having longed for Neji's body again every day since the mating flight, there wasn't much really to spare.

He reached for Neji then, one arm moving around the other Dragonrider's waist while his other he placed on Neji's hip, fingertips waiting where his underware began. "Relax," Lee whispered, unable to hide his breathlessness as he leaned forward, his lips moving against the Purplerider's neck and placing open-mouthed kisses against the skin. How he'd missed that taste...

Slowly, very slowly, he began to pull down on Neji's drawers.

He tried, but relaxing was easier said than done when he had possession of his rational senses. It felt strange to be held and touched now that he wasn't dragon-roused, and he was fully aware of every shift of skin and brush of fingertips.

The kisses were more familiar; a reminder of the wet heat of breath between Lee's lips that dropped languidly over his skin in post-coital lassitude and stirred arousal. His fingers came back up to Lee's scalp, trying for something familiar to occupy them with while Lee worked on removing the last of his clothing.

His body shifted between relaxed and tense, but the slow pace helped and once the cloth slipped over his knees, Neji sat back on the bed, drawing Lee with him as he steadied his breathing.

Knees bent and his thighs bracketing Neji's, Lee drew himself up to take in the face and body under him before leaning in again. This time he took Neji's lips in his, kissing slow but deep, trying to draw some passion out of Neji to increase his pleasure.

It was almost romantic, the way they moved slow and tentatively, and therein lie the difference Lee realized somewhere in the back of his mind. With Tenten and Sai it had been sexy, yes, but far more laid-back in nature. Something shared between friends. Neji was certainly Lee's friend, but still, he wasn't the type to enjoy a spur-of-the-moment romp in a back cavern when no one was looking.

It is always pleasant, Rengeth interjected, and Lee smiled against Neji's lips. There was no disputing that. Pulling away, Lee panted softly. "Lie back."

He ran a hand up Neji's chest, using his index and thumb to tease a nipple. Even if Neji wasn't here for fun, Lee was planning on making this as pleasurable as possible. Against Neji's will, if he had to.

It was a lot more intimate than he thought it'd be, crowded close and moving slow. Without the all-consuming lust, he'd expected to feel little real passion in something he didn't wholly approve of. But as his mouth melded with Lee's and little spikes of desire made themselves known, he wondered just how much he actually objected to any of it.

Jyuuketh's curiosity was a passive thing, having never witnessed her rider mate with anyone before or after the flight. She let him know that she approved of Lee for him and he thanked her, unwilling to explain why him and Lee weren't actual mates.

His thoughts stilled at the spoken request, drawing back and felt Lee's hand slide up- let out a breath as that simple contact sent a shiver along his spine. He didn't want to lie back, preferred to continue where they were, but the word practice slunk through his mind, and he gradually levered himself down and locked eyes with the cavern ceiling.

Lee felt some resistance to his request, but he was patient. This was about learning to enjoy, even if they were technically just trying to get Neji used to sex. Neji had reacted with such passion during the mating flight. There was no way he would stay completely passive in bed despite the lack of dragon lust.

He waited for Neji to do as he had been told, then the Brownrider began using his mouth again, this time on Neji's chest. Fingers still worrying a nipple, Lee used his tongue and some suction to arouse its twin. Neji wouldn't be able to resist reacting in some way. Meanwhile, Lee's other hand that he had kept close to to Neji's hip since the get go slid over to his stomach before moving lower. He stroked along Neji's length with calloused fingers and knowing motions, slowly working to bring him fully erect.

Neji felt a noise of surprise stir in his throat as Lee's tongue pressed over his chest, deliciously wet and warm. His body seemed to have no trouble heating up in response to Lee's mouth and hands, leaning up into the promise of pleasure it seemed to know so well. But of course, they'd done this before- if without any of the affection- and it wasn't long before Neji was rocking against Lee's hand, concern washing out for the mounting heat.

"Lee.." he breathed, hinged on one last uncertainty about everything he knew must follow. The question nagged at him, as much as he tried to suppress it, and he glanced away, feeling himself flush. "Greenriders.. they go through this with other men..?"

At first Neji's responses were more subtle than what Lee was used to, but it didn't last long. He smiled when Neji's hips started moving, delighted to know he could wring passion out from even the most stubborn defenses.

The question drew Lee's head up, and he blinked, dazed, across Neji's flushed features. Still straddling Neji's thighs, Lee pushed himself up until he was sitting back on his knees. He drew his hand down Neji's chest and to his belly, but kept his other busy stroking Neji's cock just as slow and patient as ever.

"They do," he finally answered at length, tracing some patterns against Neji's abdomen where toned muscles quivered and flexed. "Greens are the most plentiful dragon, and while female they often choose men as riders though girls are becoming more common. Has that been bothering you? Knowing that Jyuuketh is female while you yourself are male?"

Quite honestly, Lee wouldn't have it any other way. Had Neji been born a woman, he would probably still have found her to be fascinating, but sex with a man could be just as pleasing as with a woman. Lee almost would say he actually preferred it since homosexual male relationships meant you could take or give depending on your mood, and Lee enjoyed being on both ends.

Taking a quick moment to lean over, Lee grabbed the salve jar from the bedside stand and moved it closer to him on the bed in easy arms reach.

"To an extent," Neji confessed, his own hands reaching out to slide over the skin he could reach. Lee seemed to need little encouragement in turn, and the Purplerider wondered about that.

He watched the salve move closer, unable to keep from squirming in response. It was still strange to think.. "I always thought it was.. unnatural to be like this, with another male."

Under normal, unaroused circumstances Lee would have tilted his head, completely at a loss. As it was, he merely pull back and worked on repositioning himself between Neji's legs as he talked, his voice only a little strained. "Unnatural is a harsh word. In a weyr... it is simply a matter of life."

No shame. Neji could rest easy if that was his greatest fear.

Once he had that settled, Lee moved to lean over Neji again, pressing their lips together. Hoping that would keep Neji occupied for a bit, Lee removed his hand from Neji's erection and let his own slide across the heated organ. His hands had a new job to do. Scooping a generous amount of lubricant from the jar, Lee rubbed it through his fingers to warm and spread it evenly. Using his other arm to lever Neji's leg, an elbow supporting the knee, Lee lifted so he could have access to the entrance into Neji's body. Carefully, much more slowly, Lee began rubbing at the tiny hole then gently pushed in a finger.

Even after more than two years as a dragonrider, Neji still occasionally felt the keen differences between himself and those that grew up in the Weyr. This was one matter that separated them.

But he lost the train of thought to the shifts in position, and watched Lee's fingers dip into the salve. It took great effort to keep from tensing back up all over again, feeling even more vulnerable and exposed now that Lee was between his legs.

Breathing a little faster, Neji's hands unconsciously tightened on Lee, body twitching against the slick pressure seeking entrance. He felt the muscle give way and the finger slip inside with a grimace, wondering if he'd ever truly manage to get used to that sensation. It was incredibly discomfiting, but smoother than he remembered the first time, with no pain or discomfort beyond the strangeness of it.

Lee really seemed to know what he was doing- as he should for offering- but convincing his body to relax enough to let him was another matter entirely.

Lee could feel Neji's body in distress from the stretching, but he knew it was vital for Neji to become accustomed to it. Unfortunately, Lee couldn't guarantee that the rider whose dragon flew Jyuuketh next would be as careful and thorough as Lee; the dragons mating would sometime be too powerful for even the rider of the male to keep his head in the game long enough to prepare the female's rider. At least weyrbred riders knew they could hardly blame them. It was definitely hard on any riders born outside the weyr. Neji was a classic example, only he had gone a step further by failing to exercise his sexual freedom at all before the mating flight.

"Neji..." Lee wanted to reassure him that it would be fine, that he just needed to relax and enjoy the sensations as he experienced them, but the words were hard to summon when he saw such beautiful, sexy expressions on the other rider's face.

Reaching quite far, Lee started to work in a second finger, carefully stretching while at the same time searching for the right spot. There was a little bundle of nerve he was aiming for and--ah, there. Gently stroking that spot over and over again, Lee panted and watched the expressions play across Neji's face. His own length was starting to ache and drip in anticipation. It wouldn't be too long now before he finally got what he had been longing for all these months.

Neji's hips jerked forward, eyes widening as Lee's fingers brushed inside him, rubbing against something until he was reduced to shaky breaths and tiny sounds of incoherent pleasure. That was.. good- very good, even- and his remaining uncertainties were swept aside in favor of rocking back against that hand again. He could do this- he could definitely do this-

"Lee," he rasped, needing more, deeper, relishing in the heat that came with desire. It might not have been dragonlust, but it was closer than he'd imagined.

There was the reaction Lee was hoping for, the way Neji was barely able to hold himself back any longer. All the signs were there, and that voice, raw, begging him...

Lee inserted the third finger, starting to achieve the amount of space needed to fit himself comfortably in Neji without much pain. He licked his lips, panting heavily in anticipation. Passionately, Lee pressed forward for another deep kiss, his tongue invading Neji's mouth hungrily and working his fingers furiously.

Once the stretching was done, Lee pulled back and pulled out of Neji all at once, moving shakily to gather a bit more lubricant to spread over his member. He positioned himself, teasing at the stretched hole with the head a moment and loving the sight. Then he looked back to Neji's face, his free hand rubbing a little on the Purplerider's thigh almost soothingly. He shuddered and spoke in a rasp. "I'm coming in... Neji."

Then gently, Lee pressed forward. Even when the blunt head passed the initial barrier Lee didn't thrust quickly as he had during the mating flight. This time he moved slowly, inch by inch, working himself into the welcoming heat and stretching muscles that seemed to draw him in even as they shifted to accept him. He moaned loudly and unashamed. Sex never felt this delicious, this fulfilling...

The loss of Lee's fingers left him with unfulfilled desire, but he knew what was coming now, was ready and willing to try. His eyes locked with Lee's dazed ones, narrowed and demanding as his fingers flexed into the blanket in silent anticipation.

Then Lee was sliding into him, and Neji felt his back arch in the same way it had during flight, body straining to accept him. Only this time, he keenly felt every inch and slide of skin- the way his body had to stretch to accommodate and the feeling of the blunt head of Lee's cock as it reached it's depth and rested inside him.

Neji drew in a sharp breath, trying to adjust to the sudden feeling of fullness. It wasn't strictly comfortable and was almost overwhelming in a way, but he knew he wanted it this time, and that was enough.

Shards, Neji was beautiful. Not just his body but the way moved, how he arched so tightly, stretching to capacity as Lee filled him. Lee held himself still once he had fully sheathed himself in Neji's passage, one hand moving behind Neji to brace him and the other reaching to pull a few long strands of hair away from Neji's sweaty brow.

Leaning down and, still pressed tightly together, Lee kissed Neji's chest, giving him a few more moments to fully adjust. Then he took a shaky breath and whispered, "Fly with me, Neji."

Yanking one of Neji's knees up high to wrap around Lee's back, the Brownrider began to thrust his hips, heavy and powerful, but with steady rhythm and precision. He was determined to hit that hidden sweet spot with every strike, to bring as much pleasure to this moment as he could for Neji. If this didn't make Neji change his mind about bottoming then there would be no other hope.

A stuttered sound was Lee's only reply, eyes dazed as he stared back at him uncomprehendingly. But his legs locked obediently around Lee, once again drawing him in with arms and legs, head tipping back as he started to move.

It took a few thrusts to fall into rhythm, to feel that burst of heat that shot through his system and ignited the blood in his veins, but once it did, his body certainly felt like he was flying. Supported by Lee's hands, wrapped up in the weightless pleasure, pulling him close and groaning for more.

Lee's gasps for air were becoming more audible sounds, rugged panting that caught with every roll of his hips. Neji molded to him, and it seemed no matter how Lee moved the other rider followed seamlessly. A natural bottom, though Lee would never say so aloud, and he had not yet had the chance to test Neji as a dominant...

Lee pressed even closer, releasing his hold around Neji so he could change their positions slightly. Grasping under Neji's knees, Lee pushed them high and closer to Neji's chest, spreading him wider and offering an easier target. Then he let go of his restraint, losing the rhythm as he moved at an erratic pace that struck deep and hard.

He could see Neji's length pulsing deep red, practically straining against the thin skin that encased it and dripping from pleasure. It was too tempting to leave alone. Lee reached for it with his still mostly lubed hand, pumping him roughly and with an urgency that had been lacking when he had only been trying to get Neji hard. Now he was going to make him cum and Lee took great satisfaction in knowing it would be at his own hands.

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Oh, that was so much better. Later, he might have a differing opinion, but now Lee was closer, pressing more skin against him, driving harder against that deep ache, and Neji was as lost to the exquisite pain-pleasure as dragonflight.

Just when he thought it couldn't get much better, Lee was touching him and Neji soared to even higher heights on the wings of fast delicious, wet friction. He was getting close and wouldn't take much more- flying too high, just before the inevitable fall..

His fingers flew to Lee's neck and back, scratching, pulling, dragging over tanned skin- anything to hold onto, just a little longer, but he was losing it and couldn't stop, couldn't pull himself closer and everything wound tighter, pushed him higher- until he flew apart.

Neji came in a sudden, sharp jerk that slammed his head back, a sound strangling in his throat like a strained keen.

The signs of the on-coming orgasm were painfully, beautifully obvious. Lee growled at the sharp scratching at his neck and shoulders but it was only a slight discomfort that morphed into pleasure. He could appreciate roughness, probably better than most.

One moment Lee was hammering into a welcoming body, and the next it was as if an earthquake struck, emanating from Neji's very body. If the sensations weren't enough then the sight of Neji spilling over would have sent Lee over with him. As it was, Lee was just as desperate as Neji had been to extend the moment for as long as possible. He wanted to ride out Neji's full orgasm, but only two pumps into that clenching center and Lee was gone too, emptying his seed deep into the other rider.

Lee slumped but this time he caught himself on shaky fists, careful not to drop his full weight onto Neji. However, he didn't move from where they were connected. Not just yet.

Blinking back the haze that threatened to overcome, Lee carefully moved Neji's legs one at a time into an easier position at his sides. Then boldly, Lee move to take Neji's lips again with his own. He refused to part without this; one more deep kiss that silently laid a claim on the Purplerider.

Lee knew he wanted Neji as his lover, but to ask something like that would be...

Eyes closed and riding out the final waves of his orgasm, Neji felt like he was floating- drifting on gentle winds as he came down. Warm heat pressed against him, aftershocks of pleasure sparking under his skin with no driving need or complicated twist of thought, he exhaled with a sigh and thought that drifting off into unconsciousness wouldn't be a terrible thing..

But the mouth closing down on his seemed to have other plans, and Neji stirred to higher awareness, granting himself the presence of mind to return the gesture slowly, languidly, idly massaging a circle into the back of Lee's neck with his fingertips.

He opened his eyes just enough to see Lee hovering over him, expression pinched with something he didn't want to try and place. He wasn't angry this time, so there's shouldn't have been any pain in his eyes. Neji grunted his intent to move, and cleared his throat.

"Strange at first," he assessed tiredly, "..But better than I expected."

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