Bird of a Nest - Chapter 18: Chapter 18

Next time he woke up, it was just him and Dyn'ad, though he could still feel Nel'os' heat against his skin. Nel'os' grip had been tight and almost reassuring, like the man was as afraid of Ryraso disappearing as Ryraso had been Nel'os would leave. Ryraso winced as the reminder that someone else Nel'os loved had disappeared recently ran through his mind. He exhaled slowly, watching the light from the sun flitter into the room. It was late in the day now, he had spent most of it sleeping.
How was he going to make this up to Nel'os? How was he going to reassure the man he wasn't going to leave?
"Good, you're awake," Dyn'ad hummed, a hand running down Ryraso's back and rubbing low. "We were going to wake up soon anyhow. Need you awake for dinner and the evening. Can't quite expect you to sleep 24 hours," he teased softly.
"Not really, no," Ryraso agreed, shifting slowly so he was sitting up, eyes not looking at Dyn'ad. The hand didn't stop rubbing but he could feel Dyn'ad shifting closer, a rumble of warning bubbling from Dyn'ad. "Sir," he added softly, reminding Dyn'ad's earlier words. The grumbling stopped and Dyn'ad sighed. A firm kiss was pressed to the back of Ryraso's head beforehand gently coaxed him to turn towards Dyn'ad. A warm hand cupped his cheek, helping him look up, though it took Ryraso a moment to meet Dyn'ad's eyes head on.
"We are going to talk about this, Ryraso, now," Dyn'ad stated with strength in his words and warning.
Ryraso was nodded slowly, keeping his breathing even. This. This was not good. It was a side of Dyn'ad he had never really seen before this incident. He knew about it of course. Dyn'ad was a Dom but Dyn'ad was also easy going than oppressive. It seemed breaking his forearm by punching a wall and emotionally hurting another mate was the way to bring this side out of him. The k'nairi's eyes were darker than normal, his expression serious though there was still a fondness there. The way his lips twitched as Ryraso was finally able to look him in the eyes, the warm and gentle touch of his hand, this was a conversation that needed having but Dyn'ad was still his Dyn'ad.
"I'm the head of the nest. Even if in public that is not the case, it is the case here. You are not officially part of the nest yet so I am limited in how I can punish you. Unless you consent to that side of things early?" Dyn'ad asked, lifting his eyebrows and clearly expecting Ryraso to answer unfavourably. Ryraso knew the way the head of a nest typically punished mates. Especially mates who had hurt other bonded within the nest by their actions.
Corporal punishment. Ryraso flushed uncomfortably. That was not something he wanted to think about nor was he really ready for. "No. I'm not ..." he trailed off. "Sorry," Ryraso breathed, nervous about how Dyn'ad would react to that.
Dyn'ad smiled knowingly and kissed Ryraso's forehead. "It's ok, Ry. We're courting? Remember. We have different rules for now," he reassured, catching one of Ryraso hands and holding it reassuringly. "But it does mean we have to be more inventive in these types of things. So Ryraso. My love. You aren't going to be alone for the next two weeks. For the next two weeks, ignoring using a chamber pot, you are not leaving my or Tai'ray's sight. You will shadow us while we are doing duties. You will remain next to one of us at all times," he declared firmly.
Ryrsao opened his mouth to complain as a gut reaction but closed his mouth swallowing hard as his mind reminded him of the truth of the situation. He wasn't exactly in a  place to fight this right now. "What about Nel'os," he ended up asking, his shoulders slumping in defeat. That was going to be hard; being with one of them all the time. Sometimes he did need some time to think and it didn't sound like they were going to be doing that.
"We'll see. For now, you hurt Nel'os and I'm not sure I trust you with him alone," Dyn'ad said his voice shifting down a few octaves. Anger wasn't exactly in his voice but it wasn't far either. Ryraso's chest twisted painfully at the reminder of what he had ultimately done or rather tried to do. "Which brings us on to another important point. Sex."
"Sex?" Ryraso said hesitantly. Dyn'ad's thumb began to rub in circles as Ryraso's hand instinctively clenched nervously.
"You are being courted. You can't just go fuck whoever you want because you are mad at us," Dyn'ad warned darkly. "I understand that you are going through some frustrations about the subject but you shouldn't take it out on Nel'os because he's easy." Dyn'ad gave Ryraso a look at that and Ryraso smiled nervously, looking down shifting uncomfortably. That had been rather mean of him to call Nel'os that during a fight. "Do not try to manipulate him like that again. He enjoys sex, yes. He enjoys it with people who also enjoy it and that is fine."
"I..." Ryraso trailed off. "I'll try to make it up to him," he promised, this stomach tensing uncomfortably at that thought. Nel'os enjoyed sex like some people enjoyed playing chess. It was best with people who enjoyed it back. How he thought he was going to get the fact he wasn't entirely comfortable with the idea around the man, he wasn't sure. "If it's any reassurance, I wouldn't have had sex with just anyone?" he offered tentatively, not sure whether he could say that or not.
"Who would you have gone too?" Dyn'ad asked, lifting an eyebrow.
"Gar'kin or Mo'sit," Ryraso admitted.
Dyn'ad blinked before nodding slowly, understanding Ryraso's reasoning behind those two names. The two former consorts were different from others in the court. They were still connected to the Royal circle and could be called up to serve again. Well, Gar'kin would be complicated now he was mated with a nest but he was still bound by those chains like it or not. They were basically the only people Ryraso could sleep with outside of the Royal nest with few consequences for his and the Royals reputation. "Wait, not Ang'as?" He frowned. "Tai'hon's a girl, so  but Ang..."
"Ang has enough problems with rumours calling him an easy lay without stories that I've slept with him too," Ryraso said firmly. "I wouldn't do that to him. Not to mention I think he falls in Tai'ray's dislike of any submissives Nel'os likes."
"Tai'ray likes Ang'as just fine," Dyn'ad frowned.
"Then why did he warn Ang'as not to expect more from Nel'os?" Ryraso asked, lifting an eyebrow. "And if you suggested sleeping with the man, what would be Tai's reaction?" Neither of them had to answer. Tai'ray was listening to their conversation through the link and the wave of anger and dislike hit all three of them hard. With a tint of confusion at the end from Tai'ray. He hadn't expected that strong of feeling to surge up any more than Dyn'ad had. "As I said, Ang'as falls under Tai'ray's dislike of any submissives Nel'os likes. He's already gotten rid of one of the people Nel cares for, I won't risk being the cause of another," Ryraso murmured, rubbing his chest, an almost sick feeling swelling after the alien feelings had rolled through him.
Dyn'ad grimaced, rubbing his own chest. "Not that simple with Ang'as but thank you for the consideration," he exhaled. He could feel Tai'ray confused and poking about his own feelings about why his immediate reaction to the idea of any of them sleeping with Ang'as had prompted such dark feelings. Tai'ray didn't trust Cai'ress but Ang'as was different. Ang'as has been a loyal friend of the Royal nest for fifty years. Yet he seemed to trigger the same response.
"I don't really understand it," Ryraso said softly.
"Hum?" Dyn'ad hummed, looking at Ryraso questioningly. "Going to need some clarification?"
"I don't understand why I'm nervous about having sex with you three," Ryraso admitted, his voice very quiet and his body stiff. "We've had sex before. It should be easy to fall into bed with you and yet," he cut himself off. "I haven't felt this way about sex for a long time," he exhaled, lifting his free hand to rub it through his hair and grip the back of his neck. "I thought after the other night..."
"You thought after the fact you were able to play with us the rest would come easy?" Dyn'ad guessed as Ryraso failed to finish the sentence. Ryraso nodded, meeting his eyes again unable to keep the guilt and shame from them.  Dyn'ad leant in and kissed Ryraso. It was deep and passionate, Dyn'ad pressing close and wrapping his thick arms around Ryraso, his wings encircling the two of them as well. And then Dyn'ad hand's moved lower.
The next fifteen minutes were hot and sweaty, pleasure running through the two of them easily as Dyn'ad very swiftly reminded Ryraso that the pleasure he had felt with them over a week before was real and repeatable. Strong hands moved his body into place and teeth claimed his skin. Hands cupped his private parts and heat pumped through his body. Writing with the sensation and gasping for breath as the pleasure soar higher and higher until finally they were both naked with fluids over them. Pressed against Dyn'ad's chest, surrounded by the man's thick scent and warm body, Ryraso settled feeling comforted as tremors moved through his body.
"You're very sensitive at the moment," Dyn'ad teased, hugging him close and kissing his hair again.  "It's fun," he chuckled before, just holding Ryraso close for a moment.
What they had done was fun and very intimate. Most people would call it sex. It was certainly a sexual act. Ryraso had been able to join in very happy with the act and give pleasure back but it wasn't the act which was giving him sharp twisting feelings in his stomach.
"And there is no problem with that," Dyn'ad promised. Ryraso flinched as he realised his thought had been broadcasted. Nel'os and Tai'ray were there too, both amused by the two of them. Tai'ray's mind nuzzled Ryraso's before withdrawing again. They were keeping the boys busy at dinner. "As you said, it counts as sex. Maybe not the kind that people expect when you use the term but it counts."
"I still feel bad about it though," Ryraso almost complained, though his body was still basking in the afterglow to get too worked up about it.
"Relax. Things will happen at the pace you want, Ryraso. We will accept as much or as little as you want to give. If that truly does not make you happy, I can," Dyn'ad paused, looking for the right word. "Help? I can fuck you if you really want to just get things over with. And if that's what you're looking for, it is me you come to. Not Nel'os, not Tai'ray. Not one of the former consorts. Me. Got it?"
"Yes sir," Ryraso breathed, cheeks flushing again at the fact Dyn'ad even had to make that offer. An offer to fuck him purely to get the act out of the way rather than wait and be ready for it, just what he had been looking for when he had tried to pull Nel'os into bed. "I'll come to you next time. I promise."
"Good man," Dyn'ad smiled sadly. "Now, let's go get cleaned up. Time you saw how your sons are doing."