let my shadows prove the sunshine
The brightness of his cerulean gaze becomes all the more brilliant as he watches for Pteron’s reaction, an easy smile on the pearl of his lips. He watches as the winged stallion inspects it closely, admiring the attention to detail and the curiosity that flourishes across Pteron’s handsome face, finding it hard to fight the urge to sweep him up in a kiss right then and there. He refrains, but the thought does not easily leave his mind. “Coral?” he repeats with a gentle inquisitivity, but distracted by the closeness of the other; he is no longer looking at nature’s beauty at their feet, for he is staring affectionately into the wide darkness of Pteron’s gaze. “It does, doesn’t it?” Svedka’s voice is but a soft whisper, barely heard over the ocean breeze and its accompanying tide, but he didn’t need the world to hear him - only Pteron.
Once again the cremello stallion offers Svedka a challenge (which, of course, he never will back away from) and the heated grin that finds his pale face is all the answer Pteron will need. The golden stallion arches his neck as he raises his head, brought to the movement by the lightest touch of Pteron’s teal lips to his nape, sending his spine into a deep shiver. “Tomorrow?” Svedka repeats breathlessly, that same smile lazily pulling at his mouth, a bit of sadness in his voice. Sweeping his lips across the delicate white-and-cream of Pteron’s jaw, he kisses him firmly and intentionally. Heat rises within him despite the cooler air from dusk trickling over them, wisping together their sun-kissed manes as Svedka steps in closer, the shining black jewel forgotten at his feet.
“Then I don’t have much time,” he admits with a smile that is pressed into Pteron’s cheek, refusing to allow space between them now that they were so close. The rumble of the volcano matches the thrum of Svedka’s rapidly beating heart, warmth pooling deep in his stomach as he continues to trace the soft shades of cream and white on his skin, delicate and tender as his lips pepper down the winged stallion’s neck, then back again to his cheek.
svedka
@[Pteron]