to be at peace
The physical stature of the stallion was alluring of course. He is tall, strong, a dominatrix. Hohotep is delicate where he is jagged, sleek where he is rough. She stands near as tall as he when they are side by side. The orange eyes do not miss the flicker of a change in his depths and how he stiffens slightly at her actions.The lips tug slightly as she can feel a radiation of his heat against her skin.
Amber pools watch him closely with a morbid fascination. He is a pretty face, that was undeniable, but the casual mention of his home...a fleeting invitation. Sure, Tep could easily dip away to take up with any male. She was a fine piece of horseflesh but Gunsynd...he was something different. "Pangea." The dark woman repeats with a slight shrug. "I'd like to see this place." Tep moves to mutter the words against his dark skin with tug of his flesh to punctuate her statement. He says there is a cost but this heightens her senses even more. Her skin prickles with excitement, arousal.
The woman looks once against to meet his features. She decides to not play the game with him any longer. He is too smart for that so instead she allows him merciless access to her. He may think her stupid, a naive mare but no, no no, Tep knew what she wanted. She wanted to feel her skin aching, she wanted gasp at the rake of teeth along her throat...
But that would be for another time...perhaps for the Fall...and perhaps with Gunsynd but for now the dark mare flicks her tail with a playful impatience. Tep wonders briefly if he preferred a mare to put a fight but then again she was not working to please him. The meadow is not the best of lands to wander around fruitlessly and this Pangea sounded like just the place for a lovely little gal like herself.
hohotep
orange eyed daughter of covet and famke