06-01-2016, 02:22 PM
learn to read between the lines, yeah?
When I came to Chem was there beside me, he nudged me up and into an embrace, coaxed me into the comfort of his much larger body. He was just as wet as I was, but since he had more mass than I (and thicker skin) he was not nearly as chilled in the cool spring cave-air. He held me there until my quivering body stilled, his voice washed over me in calming tones, "I'm here, Little.... this will pass..." I was oddly aware of him next to me, the way his breath dissipated over my cheek the prick of his whiskers against my muzzle, the tingle of nerves when he ever so gently tapped his cold lips against my own maw. His lips might have well been fire, the way my nerves soard at the gentle brush. I really don’t understand the feeling, not completely at least. I mean I have experienced a lot in my 3 years, the feeling was like the adrenaline I felt when Vaughan was about to be run over during the war. There was more to it, and I am aware it isn’t fear, but calm and safety I feel under the fiery reaches of the adrenaline that courses through me. He is interesting, strong and protecting. I don’t notice the nervous flicker in his eye, the way he eases into my mind and diverts my attention away from returning to Chamber.
The cave rattled as the thunder rolled across the sky and lightning illuminated the cave with haunting shadows as the blue-white light danced over the stone. I jumped in place and the sudden commotion mother nature had caused. I was stiff and alert, my attention to the outside. The mudslide that caused the tree to down itself in front of the cave had mostly stopped but I could tell the rain had not decreased its heavy pelting of the ground below it, a secondary slide could still occur. The moment was short lived as my attention soared back to the stallion that had suddenly seemed to consume my thoughts. Him warm breath and cool lip grazed my cheek and neck as he checked me. I lean into him instinctively, my muscles relaxed as his mass took the tension from my muscles, nerves ablaze and my heart is pounding at the contact. This was definitely new, different and exciting, I wanted more of the rush, more the the safety and protection his touch brought.
Chem must have used the moment of illumination to look deeper into the cave, his attention was held there, and he obviously mulled over a thought. His voice was curious and maybe a little mischievous at notes. He wanted to explore the cave further;I looked into the now gray darkness unsure of the idea. Out the front of the cave, the risk was still too great to try and work around the tree. And if the cave was a tunnel, maybe they should know how to get out if they couldn’t end up moving the tree. I return my gaze to Chem, his head is so much higher than mine, I am forced to really turn my head and neck. The spotted stallion was so self assured- there was no fear in his eyes. While I did not feel like a boldly brave little thing, I found I didn’t want to be completely cowardice in front of Chem. ”Well we can’t go to Chamber yet, and if this is a tunnel, it would be good to know where it leads. Who knows if we can get the tree to move with mud all around. I think I can handle it soon.” My voice is a little shaky, I feel much better than before, but exhaustion didn’t disappear instantaneously. I allowed Chem to stay close to me, enjoying the sizzle of nerves every time our ribs touched as we took in each other's air. His head above my own, as I am a good 2 hands shorter, we stayed sided up yet curdled together, a dance of nerves and daring motions to cause another flair. ”Chem?” my voice was soft and gentle as I paused to gain his attention, ”Why do you think it is a tunnel?” Shifted away from him and took a few steps towards the back of the cave and looked for Chem to follow, I’d let him lead from there.
vessel
nymphetamine x kimber
Ooc: Vessel needs to take a cold shower.