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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    My Kingdom Come -[Despayr]
    #1
    Arthas

    It had been a few days since he met the enticing sabino Despayr. His mind flickered between his priorities in the kingdom and there lust filled night. She showed up to his kingdom meeting so surely that meant she had plans to stay in the kingdom. Of course he was a busy man, confirming alliances and trying to recruit and rebuild the kingdom. He had not had a chance to speak to her again, but today he made it his mission to seek her out, she was his after all.

    He thought about visiting the beach again, but she would not be that easy to find. She would give him a run for his money in finding her, he moves away from the dense mountains and towards the meadows. He allows a whinny to escape his maw, perhaps she would hear him and decide to come to him, after all she had to be missing him just as much. He would refrain himself today, she was not in heat just yet and he did not want to waste the lust that lingered between them, he should spoil her anyway. A smirk grew on his maw, humoring himself never grew dull. 

    He stops in the middle of the meadow, he scans the horizon and allows a whinny to bellow from deep within his chest. His tone carried more of a demand this time around, where did she run off to he mumbled to himself.

    A Product Of Your Despair


    @[Despayr]
    #2
    Despayr
    Their lust filled evening was satifying but fleeting none the less.  His duty was to his land and she is left to wander about the kingdom.  She finds little entertainment in feebile things such as diplomacy or war.  Her interests are more internal.

    Her sea foam sprayed frame strolls through the lands.  Coasting the rise and fall of the many knolls that made up the kingdom.  It is only when she hears a call upon the breeze, that she stills atop one such knoll.  Half earth, half water eyes find his dotted figure not far.  Dark tassels flick at her hide to rid herself of any pests that attempted to feast upon her.  A whicker vibrates from her vocals to him.  Tempting him closer...

    She waits for him to come to her.  He holds tension in the muscle of his jawline, so she turns to him.  Reaching her muzzle to brush along the length of his cheek, "What ailes you my King?" Eyes softened almost to his stresses.  Being a ruler was no easy task, this she knew.  One had to have an outlet to ease the pressures of such power...
    This Is What They Came For



    @[Arthas]
    #3
    Arthas
    He was patient, he scanned the horizon every few breaths. She would come, he had no doubt in his mind, she was a loyal subject. His ears pick up a call from her, and he rolls his eyes, she casted her line and now she was reeling it in. A breeze brushes past him, her scent fills his nares, growing his desire to meet with her. He moves towards the whinny, meeting her halfway, her speckled pelt in view.

    He stops leaving a couple paces between them, she reaches out, her muzzle traces his jaw. What ailes you my King? She asks, a coy smirk appears on his maw. She was not only a good fuck, but she kept his interest. Had she been a queen previously? She knew just how to keep the attention of a ruler, or perhaps he just had that little of self control around her. Just checking in on you my gem. His gaze shifts to find hers How has Loess been treating you? perhaps he should be asking how she was treating Loess.

    The kingdom was slowly growing, he had been working hard on that task. Soon the kingdom would be full of life, he gazes at the mare before him. Was she ready to have a role in the kingdom? Would she be faithful to Arthas, to Loess. Keep the best interest of the residents in mind, he had to feel her out more.....but she was a potential candidate. 


    A Product Of Your Despair


    @[Despayr]
    #4
    Despayr
    The kingdom was unlike Pangea in almost every way.  Much more color and turf than the dull washes of grey cliffs and sands of the sunken kingdom.  Scenery though never peaked her interests, it was the relationships developed that kept her around.  So when he asks of his lands, she replies, "They grow stronger under your rule, your Grace." Her wellness was not worth mentioning.  One could see she was well.

    A smirk replaces the fine line on her lips as she steps forward.  Nearer to his side and reaching her muzzle to brush along his body.  Starting at mid neck and tracing down the projecting bone of his shoulder.  Stopping just near the pectoral muscle, she places gentle kisses upon his body before whispering, "If there is anything I can assist you with my King, you need only ask..." Another kiss is placed before she reaches up towards his withers.  Lips begin to massage the muscles there as she awaits any command from him...
    This Is What They Came For


    @[Arthas]
    #5
    Arthas
    The land was quiet, most of the equines that lived under Lepis had fled. But he still held out hope, they would grow in number and in numbers is strength. He ached for the kingdom to grow faster, to see the outcome of his hard work, but he was not stressed. In due time everything would fall in place, and just as he had envisioned Loess would be amongst the strongest kingdoms in beqanna

    They grow stronger under your rule even if he ever had a doubt Despayr assured him he was taking all the right actions. A smile tugs on his lips and he extends his neck out, his muzzle presses against the base of her neck. Your words are so kind a comical hint in his tone.

    A smile of her own grows, she steps forward tracing her lips down his body. She knew just how to keep him coming back to her, his interest peaked. you need only ask the words echo in his ears. She was willing not only to please him, but to work for the kingdom. Was he capable of love again? Dacia had ripped his heart from his soul and ever since he was able to enjoy a good fuck but love? His gaze looks for hers Despayr he steps closer, closing the gap between them. Bear my child, the first with royal blood. He looks to her although he doubts she will say no. Not only would she forever be tied to him with a child, the lust was mutual. His neck extends and he trails from her cheekbone to her breast.


    A Product Of Your Despair


    @[Despayr]
    #6
    Despayr
    Her caresses continue as he settles beside her.  Filling himself in the gap between him, his muzzle pressing words into her neck.  She grins at this.  Multi hued eyes watch the slightest movements of his body.  Awaiting his demand of her.

    When it finally comes, it is not unexpected, but a large request to fulfill.  Thoughts immediately go to her first child, Imperial.  How Waylan had been dissatisfied with the boy.  Claiming him weak and unworthy.  It had hurt her deeply to see the boy struggle through life under his father's unforgiving rules.  These memories began to make her heart race and body shift nervously.  

    The lump that had grown in her throat is quickly wisked away as she realizes she has perhaps lingered too long without answering.  Quickly words come forward, "It would be an honor, my King." The flutter in her chest is settled by a deep inhale as she attempts to recollect herself...
    This Is What They Came For


    @[Arthas] sry for crappy words
    #7
    Arthas
    It should come as no surprise to her that he requests a foal from her. He quickly claimed Despayr, and grew fond of her, he wanted nothing more than a child to raise and prepare for the throne of Loess should his reign fall. Of course a colt is preferred but unable to control the outcome of the gender, a filly would do for now.

    Once he requests she appears to be lost in her own thoughts, she falls silent and moments pass before she responds. For a moment he thinks she would deny his request, but alas she responded agreeing to bear his child. A smile appears on his maw and he nuzzles her cheek I am so glad to hear it.

    His fondness for her grows even more, he will keep an eye on her. She could be a prospect to hold the queen position in the kingdom, she had his interest down, now she just needed to prove her devotion to the kingdom. It was not a position to throw someone into, he needed to take his time and truly capture the desires of Despayr, she if she would be best for the kingdom.


    A Product Of Your Despair


    @[Despayr]




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