i've got scars that can't be seen | speck

[Speck]

I feel like every sense within me is growing more sensitive by the moment. My breath grows quiet yet my heart beats louder. Sensations that I cannot describe erupt within my chest, and I find myself leaning in. Elysium’s eyes draw me closer, and although I cannot detach my gaze from his what I see and feel becomes more vivid. It isn’t like me to stay still. In fact I am normally a squirming mess of pulsating energy, but somehow this beautiful stranger has wholly captivated me. He doesn’t sneer at what I imagine to be my awkward movements and undeveloped speech. Instead he simply holds still and studies me. I am frozen in time as he causes the distance between us to shrink, and somehow I manage to keep my breath as he delicately touches me. The touch sends vibrations soaring down my neck. I can feel the sweet heat of desire flood my cheeks, and I simply shift my head to better press my neck to his nose. I can tell with each motion there is thought and purpose, and I am mesmerized by his control. I know I am ordinary, and I only imagine his enticing touch comes from years of experience. Clearly he knows how to make a mare feel special- and though I don’t believe I am unique nor desirable beyond my womb I find myself falling into his kiss. It catches my breath and for a moment everything stops. Time merely speeds back to the present when he speaks, and I take a calculated pause to formulate a response. ”Here….” I whisper. ”Um..” I exhale briefly ”I am from here.” I am finally able to draw my gaze from his, and I nod my head over my shoulder in the direction of the sprawling meadow. ”I sort of keep to myself.” I look back toward him and smile. ”I am sure you don’t know what that is like.” Clearly he must be epically popular wherever he comes from. speck tiny daughter of brennen and bother