Seyna felt the flood of her weyrmate's release as she climaxed with her, and a soft laugh flew from her lips. She hugged the blue rider to her as she collapsed atop her. "It certainly was, Serrah." Her voice was soft with quiet wonder. After all, this was something totally new in her experience, which was admittedly limited.<br/><br/><em>You are content now?</em>came the voice of Charith into her head, the green dragon lazing happily beside Harath, her own chosen mate.<br/><br/><em>Oh, yes dearest</em>. was the response she gave mental voice.<br/><br/>Her flesh was warm and soaked in more than just sweat, and she smiled her lover's hand cupped the firm swell of her breast. "I never really considered what it meant that Harath had taken a woman for his rider. But I'm glad he did." She was no longer as timid as she'd been when she first came to the Weyr, but she wasn't sure what to do from here. She was just glad that Serrah was more experienced in such matters, and Seyna welcomed the feelings they shared now. She tucked in closer to the blue rider, laughing softly.<br/><br/>"You are babbling," she replied, and silenced her weyrmate with a kiss.