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you and I both know, the ghost is me; toli pony - Cassady - 01-11-2017 you and I both know, the ghost is me cassady for a @[Toli] pony! RE: you and I both know, the ghost is me; toli pony - Nier - 01-12-2017 NIER Mmmm.. he could already smell the next one. Something young and sweet, a bit flowery like the meadow. He lounged in a massive tree like some big ass cat. An invisible one, of course. And it wasn't long until she was there, pretty purple little thing. He was bored, which meant he wasn't feeling too particularly picky. Sure she was a bit young for him maybe. But things could be worse. So he watched from his perch, chewing --whatever the hell he'd been gumming up idly. Didn't matter, wasn't edible. Just chewing to chew. Quitters never quit and all that. And she walked up beneath him, dipped her pretty head to the ground and nosed at the snow. It was sort of cute. But there were better things to do, now weren't there? He stood and stretched quietly. The leaves may have rustled, a bit like a ghost, and she looked up and around. This was good so far, nice and responsive. She could be promising. So he raised his wings and dropped down beside her with a cool burst of air. What? He couldn't summon up cold spots, chilly drafts would have to do. Ghost, and all. Except not. Better than a ghost, because he can touch. And touching was fun. And he did, then. Touch her. He reached an invisible wing and drew the tips of his feathers down her spine. He loved to spook them, haunt them, see how they react. Watch their terror slowly grow. It was fascinating, really. And he was eager to see how this new one would respond to such attentions. Damn, and she smelled good. RE: you and I both know, the ghost is me; toli pony - Cassady - 01-16-2017 you and I both know, the ghost is me cassady ooc; um, so the two of them could probably have SO much fun when Cassie gets her trait back and can actually shapeshift into a ghost, with telekinesis and everything. RE: you and I both know, the ghost is me; toli pony - Nier - 01-20-2017 NIER She froze. He smiled. They were off to a good start. Her pretty eyes looked around, and then they got all hopeful and bright. He frowned. That was not the normal reaction, to be sure. What the hell was she so damn pleased about? "Hello?" See, that's more expected, yeah. They tend to do that. But then she kept talking and things got weird. "If you're a ghost, I'm not sure I can help you right now. I mean usually I can, but not since the fae..." Yada-yada-yada. No more magic, yeah got it. He had that same problem once upon a time, til this friendly, ugly-ass beastie boy gave them back. Man, was he ugly. Now he was comfortably invisible at all times. Much better. And she? Well, apparently she had something with ghosts. As he was attempting to be one, that was a little disappointing. But surely they could still find some fun, he was never on short supply of fun. So he stepped up fully to her side, wrapped a big wing around her and pulled her in close. Cute little hug or something. Girls like those, right? He lipped sweetly at her nape, took a nice good breath of her. Mmmm. He thought he might say something, but you know, he didn't much feel like it. So he gave her silent attention instead, everything so sweet and kind like a long-lost friend. His rubbed his nose into her neck. And then he was gone. Stepped aside and gave her a breather, nice gaping lack of his warmth. He wasn't sure it would bother her, but that's why he does it anyway. See what gets her, what pisses her off or sets her aflame. He wanted to figure her out, this little purpled flower. He walked quietly around to her other side from behind her, nice and slow as he looked her over. A good hard look, studying her curves and edges with an experienced eye. She might be interesting. RE: you and I both know, the ghost is me; toli pony - Cassady - 01-21-2017 you and I both know, the ghost is me cassady RE: you and I both know, the ghost is me; toli pony - Nier - 01-28-2017 NIER Her eyes narrowed, and she uselessly tried to find the other in her presence. She startled just a little at his embrace, but then immediately melted into it, a pool of purple warmth against his bare and unseen skin. The feel of her rubbed sweetly into him as his dark nose rubbed so sweetly into her. He liked her fragrance, something floral but wild like sage. Soft, pretty, but wild; all wonderful things in a fantastic combination. He smiled as he stepped away, eager to gauge her reaction to the acceptance and the loss. One step followed him, with an almost sudden don't go that had his brows lifting. Surprised but intrigued he continued his path around her, studying her like a beautiful experiment. Trying to crack into her outer shell to the soft insides within. "I'm sorry, usually I can see and hear you," she said with a delicate shake of her head and a weak smile. He held back any response, for now, and she continued. "That was nice -the touching. I hope you're not too lonely." Hmm, no not lonely. Never that. He simply had to find someone if he felt like it, move in and steal affection without their consent. Perhaps it was wicked in truth, but they always seemed to enjoy it so very much. It couldn't be all that bad then if it felt so good, right? Maybe it was a favor he bestowed. Maybe they had a lover that didn't sate their need for affection, and he could just drift in and give them a sweet dream to never feel guilty about. Because he wasn't real to them, he was never real. There and then gone again. Just a dream. Just a ghost. "I'm Cassady, by the way." Purple Cassady. Not a pale lavender, not a bright amethyst, but a deep and royal purple that faded like light shining across silk. He moved in on her right side, his heat sneaking and reaching for her first as he stood so near without touching. She could usually see and hear her ghosts, could she? Perhaps she could hear him too, but never see. Never see. Nobody sees. Caasssadyy, he whispered softly, his mouth resting against her sweet hair behind her ear. She liked the affection though, didn't she? Was it friendly affection she wanted or something more? He pulled his lips away from her, letting his body heat beg for her to meet him this time, coax her closer in heated silence. There was a blurry line between hugs and kisses, which would make them from a friend or from a lover. He knew how to dance that line, back and forth if he wished, how to warp it just a little to earn entirely new reactions. He could be sweet, or he could be heat. For now he would wait, let her open to him if she would. Reward her successes with his rare voice and careful touch. Bloom for me, little flower.. RE: you and I both know, the ghost is me; toli pony - Cassady - 01-28-2017 you and I both know, the ghost is me cassady RE: you and I both know, the ghost is me; toli pony - Nier - 02-06-2017 NIER Her pretty head turned toward him as he came around to her other side, sensing him, feeling the heat of him. He smiled, pleased, and nipped just a little behind her ear and down her smooth neck. Testing her, pushing her. Let's see just what makes you tick, little ghostflower. A wistful little smile played across her supple lips as he spoke her name, dragged it out in his husky voice. Her eyes lit with a new shine of eagerness, interest, and they found their match glowing in his vibrant green eyes. Or would, if she could see them. And as he purposefully pulled away, she followed. His grin widened as she returned the attention, her deep purple muzzle lipping at his coat. From neck to shoulders to withers, she labored sweetly, and he hummed low at her careful administrations. She nibbled and groomed where his wing met his solid muscle, and he dropped his wing for her, let it drag and rest against the earth. Mmm, he could get used to this. Most often he was the one giving and giving until they were hot enough to take. He supposed it was a little challenging to play back to someone entirely invisible, but he didn't mind. They were usually worth the time, worth the steady rise to boiling over in desire. Perhaps she would be too. Or perhaps this would not go that far. "What's your name?" she asked him. He smirked, ever the secretive one at times like these, and only pulled out of her touch. He resettled his milky-white wings against him, and began his motions again. Steady steps took him around her, reaching out to drag his mouth along her, letting her watch him that way. Her neck became her shoulder, along her smooth spine to her hip. A sweet little nip there, simply out of curiosity. Mmm, yes she tasted as good as she smelled. Then he continued on to the curve of her flank, his mouth slowing, lingering, before drifting away completely. Breaking the contact. He didn't fear his placement at her enticing hind quarters, didn't fear that she would kick him. Even if she did, he wouldn't care much. Name.. he finally repeated softly, remembering belatedly that she'd asked him for his. His dark nose dragged along her again, tracing the contours of her deep purple figure til he was at her shoulder again. He groomed at her mane again, distracted. The truth was, he wasn't really interested in giving her his name. He loved to hear them moan it, that was true, but he wasn't sure he'd take this one that way. Wasn't quite decided on what to do with her just yet. So many possibilities. He drew his lips to nibble behind this other ear, humming thoughtfully against her warm flesh. Mmm, he nipped at her neck, soothed it with a lingering kiss. Name me. RE: you and I both know, the ghost is me; toli pony - Cassady - 02-15-2017 you and I both know, the ghost is me cassady |