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    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    New Romantics
    #3
    PHAEDRUS
    It seemed that each female was slowly stealing a piece of his heart. Each developing some form of unique affection (love) If he would ever admit it. Each one weaseling their way into a snug hide away that tugged at his instinct to protect,(nurture). Maybe it was just the season talking, maybe the growing herd was also making it more difficult for him not to simply jump one of them. But he was a gentleman and wouldn't take pleasure from one that didn't want it.

    He wasn't above satisfying their need for male attention should they ask for it. But never had he attempted to satisfy his own need without first developing some sort of comfortable relationship with a mare. Foals though were a entirely different topic (in his mind). Something that he wasn't yet ready for. Something that he wasn't confident in his ability to raise properly.

    She was writhing closer to him, brushing agianst this hide making his muscles stiffen and a smile curl on his lips. Hmm He hums his agreement to her question. Then a playful tug has him grinning like a fool. His wing spreading to drape over her barrel and pull her snuggly agianst him. I'm doing a lot better thank you. He wasn't sure why she had asked, but he wasn't about to question it.

    Musing her mane he presses his muzzle against her neck taking in the sweet scent of her into his lungs. He can't resist the question though and it slips out Why do you ask? His voice though muffled still holds a certain growl of affection in it. How have you been? He stands there a moment enjoying their time together. Shaking out his mane he leaves his wing draped over her though he pulls away slightly so that he can look into her eyes.


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    New Romantics - by Phaedrus - 04-22-2016, 03:38 AM
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    RE: New Romantics - by Phaedrus - 04-22-2016, 06:30 PM
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    RE: New Romantics - by Phaedrus - 04-25-2016, 03:11 AM
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    RE: New Romantics - by Phaedrus - 05-11-2016, 12:48 AM
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    RE: New Romantics - by Phaedrus - 05-14-2016, 02:30 AM
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