Vadar
Seven characteristics are in an uncultivated person, and seven in a learned one
There’s the creek underneath him. Muddy and swirling, softly glimmering because formica is mixed in with the muck and the silt. Vadar watches it lift and blend into a strangely beautiful brown concoction, something mixed up by the two of them walking around so much. Before Jude came it was just clear water running over settled rocks. Who knows how long this ribbon of water had stood undisturbed before they came along and ruined it. Who knows how long it could’ve been before the silt moved downstream on its own to cover new stones.
He sees the bubblegum color of her cannon bone, exposed above the brackish stream and he follows that color to her knee. Up and up over the undulating curves of her forelegs, focusing on the shadows that define her feminine muscles where Peregrine’s leg joint meets the first rise of her breast. Jude is steady, breathing not panting. She’s saying something to him but Vadar only focuses on the sharp V of her neck and the graceful slope of her shoulders that branch out on either side.
Somewhere in between under my skin he steps forward and pushes his lips into those curves, wanting to taste the sunshine that glints off her blushing fur. He drags his nose into the thick tangle of her mane and breaths her in, closing his eyes.
“So then let me hollow you out.” He murmurs, hoping she can feel the words as he speaks them. Prayer couldn’t save them now. Damn it all. He’d been listening, just not paying attention. “Shelter me.” The stallions begs, daring her to retaliate against the warmth spilling off his tongue and over her feverish body.
Everything having to do with this moment is defined by standing on a precipice. The other golem is long forgotten where it lies inanimate in the creek; now the water around them buzzes and shivers from a thousands pebbles quivering under the strength of Vadar’s will. His desire for her erupts in fountains of emotion and unbridled magic, splintering so that it can’t focus but strong enough that it disturbs the natural world surrounding them.
“I just… want you” He admits.
@[peregrine jude]