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Post by aPPY on Dec 12, 2011 22:35:27 GMT -5
Ras grinned, watching as the mare attempted a piaffe, and despite her build, pulled it off nicely. He snorted softly, spinning in a small pirouette and prancing a few strides of a half-pass, turning and bouncing back to the mare in the stride of a passage. The movements were easy and natrual for one of Spanish bloodlines to preform, the gaits flowing easily through the legs and across the ground without fail. She stopped in front of him, looking up at him from where her head rested a little below his. "Unless... You had another dance in mind, Rashidi," she spoke his name slowly, and he cocked an 'eyebrow' in question. "Do you, dulce flor?" He asked, cocking his head to ths side; playing along. He could tell she wasn't as innocent as she appeared, and it intrigued him, for why should she put up such an act? He smiled slightly, wondering what her true intentions were. He wasn't going to sit around and play petty games forever.
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Post by Black Thorns on Dec 14, 2011 20:00:02 GMT -5
"Perhaps," she replied, swaying around his and swishing her tail lightly- just enough that her scent was released, but not enough to make it exceedingly obvious. "Yet... You wonder, don't you, Rashidi?" she asked, tone light and teasing, "You don't know why I ask- or what I want, do you?"
"I want to win this war, first thing- but that's not all I want to do. I'm lonely, Rashidi- but you seem like the perfect... companion for a mare such as myself." She stepped closer and closer to him, reaching up and running her lips down his convex face. She adored it, the way it curved beneath her. She lipped gently at his forelock before pressing her forehead against his.
"Would you like to keep me company?"
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Post by aPPY on Dec 16, 2011 1:16:05 GMT -5
"Perhaps," she said, the essence of her surrounding him as she moved. "Yet... You wonder, don't you, Rashidi? You don't know why I ask- or what I want, do you?" She asked, her tone teasing. He stepped closer to her, staring down at her with deep amber eyes, "I do believe I do, dulce flor, though as you have said, you are the one asking."
"I want to win this war, first thing- but that's not all I want to do. I'm lonely, Rashidi- but you seem like the perfect... companion for a mare such as myself." She stepped closer to his still, and he could feel the heat radiating off her pelt. She lifted her head, his lips brushing down his face. He stood still, eyes watching her. She was quite interesting, her outside just as intriguing as what lay under the surface it seemed. She tugged at his forlock, her face fitting against his as she placed her forehead aligned with his own. "Would you like to keep me company?" Her breath was warm against his face, tickling his nose. Would he like to keep her company? What stallion, in their right mind, wouldn't want to? He blinked slowly, "You are in luck, luminoso," he whispered softly, his words like honey, "Para que me encantaría."
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Post by Black Thorns on Dec 17, 2011 0:46:54 GMT -5
Nicaske let out a soft, almost moaning sound at his words, letting him think her pleasured with this. His words were quiet, sweet, almost like thick syrup drizzling from his lips. She debated for a moment internally, wondering. Was she going to let him, or not let him? That was most certainly a dangerous thing to let happen- foals and pregnancy were of no use to her, let alone Ramaskith. Yet she knew that many mares wouldn't have foals after letting themselves be pleasured...
"Mmm, yes... And what should we do, while we keep each other from loneliness?" she asked, slowly lifting her tail and swishing it seductively, "What in the world shall we do?"
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Post by aPPY on Dec 27, 2011 23:04:54 GMT -5
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The smell was surrounding him with fansaties and unspoken wants. Was she doing this on purpose? As she spoke, he couldn't help but say that she was. The way her words hinted and the way she swished her tail around, teasing him. He didn't like it. Though, what else was he supposed to do, just leave her here, when she was asking him to? He took a step forward; Lord Ramaskith could wait just a little longer...
As he dismounted, he turned, stepping along her side and nipping her neck, boucing forward into a steady trot. "I do believe the war awaits us, no?" he asked, pausing to paw at the ground.
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not a graphicappybreeding. xD
/too lazy to write one
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Post by Black Thorns on Dec 28, 2011 2:24:25 GMT -5
Nicaske felt the familiar weight of a body over her, legs awkwardly draped over her side as she fought to keep the windblown tresses of her tail from her sacred self. She found no meaning, no real reason for this- a mad impulse, unsure, an idiotic thing. She could very well end up with a filthy foal if she didn't pull away- but he was so very warm, and he likely wouldn't let her go anyways. It was a plethora of excuses- but she followed them anyways. She was no more than a dirty slut, and she truly did not mind at this moment.
SHe felt him begin the first entrance, slow and agonizing as he struggled to find her. The memory soon evaporated as he began to move, a steel rod forcing her apart as he pleasured himself. She let out a quiet moan of pleasure, feeling his speed increase ever so rapidly, his body thrusting and shoving against her, upsetting her balance as he wildly moved in a primal rhythm, a desperation as his body cried out for release- hers responding accordingly, tightening around him as he battered her inside, serving only to aid him in his relief. She let out a sharp cry as he suddenly stopped, body heaving as she felt him let go, sliding off of her body. Her breath was labored, his equally so as he regained himself.
He nipped at her neck, bouncing happily fowards into a trot. "I believe the war awaits us, no?" he asked, voice cheerful as he waited only a moment for her. Typical stallion- all he cared about was pleasing himself. Plastering on a grin, she began a seductively pulsating trot behind him.
"Oh, I suppose... though don't you agree that war, of all things, is less desirable than..." she paused, as if embarrassed, searching fpr the words, "Our... extracurricular activities?"
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lol. it sucks. but at least it is over with.
Nicaske is not altogether eager for the war.
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Post by aPPY on Dec 28, 2011 3:42:20 GMT -5
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He chuckled softly, "Of course," he said, swinging around to face the brindled roan. "Though we were both headed in that direction before... Unless your destination has changed, luminoso?" He dipped is head, looking at her questioningly. He didn't believe that she would linger around, she didn't appear to be that sort. Just a random mare, on a random day, some random memory that he would barely remember as time passed. Unless there was a foal... But neither of them could know that right now. What else was he supposed to do? There was a war going on.
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mister ras doesn't quite understand where miss nicaske's head is at xD
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Post by Black Thorns on Dec 30, 2011 18:05:11 GMT -5
"No, not at all," she assured, "I still want to go to war. It just seems so dreary, don't you believe? All of the blood and pain. I don't think I could bear it if you were to be harmed- couldn't we just stay for a little longer?" she asked, batting her eyelashes subtly at him. It wasn't that she liked him- just that her game felt much more appealing than soiling herself in the innards of another being was. She couldn't help but wonder how interesting of a subject he would be- a little Spanish warrior seemed quite the type. Oh, he would be glorious fun- if only he would quit insisting that they go to the war!
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bleh
sorry that it took me so long.
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Post by aPPY on Dec 31, 2011 23:32:34 GMT -5
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Stay a little longer? Dreary? "I don't think I could bear it if you were to be harmed-" What was she saying? He personally craved the adrenaline that came from fighting. He wasn't very old, only about to reach his sixth rotation of the earth around the sun, barely much of an adult. He turned, his head held high and ears perked, but the expression on his face was a little confused. He had never understood the concept of staying someplace, his restless spirit taking him further into the life of a nomad. It just didn't interest him. Though, he had never really been presented with the offer to stay somewhere, for even a short amount of time. And now, here someone was, asking him to stay, and he didn't know if he wanted to. A part of him rejected the thoughts, claiming that 'a little longer' wouldn't be just a little, and it would turn into quite a while. He didn't want that... While another part argued that there was no point in brushing away this opportunity, after all, she had said she was heading to the war anyway, what did it matter how fast they got there? He just needed to keep his head and leave when he felt this had gone on long enough. There wasn't any danger in lingering, right? These thoughts passed in a moment, gone quickly as he assessed his options. Surely Ramaskith had plenty of warriors as it was... They wouldn't be needed for quite a while, with everyone heading to the North. It would take far too long for them to get to where they needed to be anyway... Perhaps it would be best to stay here, in the deserted Southern lands. Maybe...
Ras snorted softly, whisking his tail from side to side. His amber eyes were a tad innocent, with his lack of knowledge and abundance of naivety, though there was a dark glint that showed that he was a bit sinister and the furthest from stupid. He took a step forward, dipping his head slightly. "And what shall we do with all of this extra time we have acquired, luminoso?"
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Post by Black Thorns on Jan 10, 2012 16:54:00 GMT -5
This Rashidi, as he called himself, proved to be no different than the many others she had met. Oh, he may deny it, but she knew this was entirely true. Perhaps he was more handsome than the others- the Spanish ones enthralled her- but his behaviour had hardly any individuality to it. He may try to prove different- his words filled with grandeur, a pretense as a gentleman- but she was not as gullible as he surely wished she was, or as much as she let on. She tossed her mane, letting out a ladylike laugh after his words reached her ears.
"Oh, I couldn't know!" she teased, "I was hoping you'd have something to add. Surely I haven't seen the last of such a stunning creature as yourself..."
That's right, Nicaske, she thought to herself, Just keep playing at this game. He'll be yours soon...
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