11-05-2019, 05:06 PM
She was lovely, even as changed as she was from their first meeting. Every inch of her was spectacular. Like a piece of night sky made solid, and given a shape the gods would envy. Even her eyes reminded him of the midnight heavens, deep as the sea and shimmering with unknowable light. She was his jewel, his treasure. A triumph of nature and magic, and she played on his possessive nature as no one else could.
He wanted to devour her, to consume the beauty that had so completely enraptured him. To make her as enthralled as he was, so that she'd never leave him again. Velvet lips traveled the curve of her neck, scalding breath mingled with the cool night air as it hit her skin, and he did his best to tease shivers from the nocturnal hide he caressed.
The way they pressed against each other, light and dark and eternally shining. A groan emerged from his lips, the desire for more clawing at the tightness in his belly. He wanted her, needed her, but it seemed to soon. They had only just reunited, and already his hunger roared for satisfaction. It took massive effort, but he pulled away, stepped a pace away until the heat of her skin was only an impression on his own.
"Ah, my treasure. We should go, in that case." He smiled wickedly at her, wings held taught at his sides. He wanted nothing more than to pull her beneath him, to plunder her deepest reaches and see what beauty she held within. To draw the faintest lines in her skin with gripping teeth, and admire the red of her as it shone on the midnight of her pelt before he lapped it away. The pale stallion's head shook in an attempt to rid the delicious images from his mind, to focus on the here and now.
He could take her where she stood, and it was so terribly tempting to do it. But he bit his tongue instead, the sting of pain sharpening his thoughts. "Let's go home, Briella. I want to take you home." It felt wonderful enough just to say those words, her name and home. His mouth decended on her's once more, far more chastely this time. Just a pressing of his lips to hers, a claiming thing. Such a night, to bring his pretty one back to him.
@[Briella]
He wanted to devour her, to consume the beauty that had so completely enraptured him. To make her as enthralled as he was, so that she'd never leave him again. Velvet lips traveled the curve of her neck, scalding breath mingled with the cool night air as it hit her skin, and he did his best to tease shivers from the nocturnal hide he caressed.
The way they pressed against each other, light and dark and eternally shining. A groan emerged from his lips, the desire for more clawing at the tightness in his belly. He wanted her, needed her, but it seemed to soon. They had only just reunited, and already his hunger roared for satisfaction. It took massive effort, but he pulled away, stepped a pace away until the heat of her skin was only an impression on his own.
"Ah, my treasure. We should go, in that case." He smiled wickedly at her, wings held taught at his sides. He wanted nothing more than to pull her beneath him, to plunder her deepest reaches and see what beauty she held within. To draw the faintest lines in her skin with gripping teeth, and admire the red of her as it shone on the midnight of her pelt before he lapped it away. The pale stallion's head shook in an attempt to rid the delicious images from his mind, to focus on the here and now.
He could take her where she stood, and it was so terribly tempting to do it. But he bit his tongue instead, the sting of pain sharpening his thoughts. "Let's go home, Briella. I want to take you home." It felt wonderful enough just to say those words, her name and home. His mouth decended on her's once more, far more chastely this time. Just a pressing of his lips to hers, a claiming thing. Such a night, to bring his pretty one back to him.
@[Briella]