You make me whole [Lavendel]

[Jesper]

Once his hooves sank into the soft, white sands of the Ischian shore, Jesper wasted no time following Lavendel into the depths of the jungle. He knew his absence had been hard on her. Sure, it had been hard on everyone. But, he could not imagine how much she hated the idea of knowing the man she loved had purposefully put himself in harm's way. So, now that he was safely home, thanks to Brennen and, his brothers, Jesper made a point of focusing entirely on her. Of course, their first night was rather uneventful as, the exhausted soldier collapsed in a heap and, succumbed to the sleep pulling his eyelids closed. She must have sidled alongside him for, all he dreamt about were fields of lavender gently waving in the breeze beneath a warm sun. Her perfume drove out the mustiness of the Sylvan forest and, calmed his tense nerves.

He could not be sure how long he slept for; however, when his eyelids flutter open, his aquamarine gaze notes the soft amber hues of dusk. And, Lamb is no longer at his side. His first thoughts are of the absolute worst and, abruptly a wave of panic rushes over him. Bronze-tipped lobes swivel rapidly and, gaze scans frantically until olfactory sense picks up her delicate scent nearby. Ebony stallion inhales deeply in an effort to calm himself before he exhales. Stiff limbs unfold slowly before steed pulls himself onto all fours. Whiskered muzzle stretches out to unkink cervical vertebrae before limbs splay to balance chassis for a thorough shake. With bronze-streaked tresses cascading down nape once more, Jesper pushes himself into motion.

He travels in a steady march, only slowing as his muzzle aligns with the familiar flank of the buckskin and white lady. Gently, the stallion sidles alongside her own. Plush lips press into her withers and, nares flare to draw in her sweet scent. He traces his muzzle along her crest and, pauses just behind her right ear. He exhales softly before whiskers brush against her cheek. By now, a cheeky smile pulls lips up and, refined pillars execute an animated prance. Stride lengthens into a playful trot as Jesper cuts through the underbrush and, heads towards the shoreline. Rumor has it that, at night, the beaches of Ischia glow a magical blue. He had yet to see it for himself and, if they got there in time, perhaps they could catch the stunning palette which remains after the sun dips below the horizon. He did not stop to look behind him and, see if Lamb accepted his invite; however, he did not want to step out from under the jungle canopy without her beside him. So, he slides to a halt and, patiently waits for her to join him. 

jesper

carnage x bethanie

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@[Lavendel]

[Lavendel]

She holds him for hours, eyes never shutting in fear that he would disappear. They lay together, entwined and silent as the sun sets and rises again. She sings to him, and tells him tales of her childhood, and when she is sure her love has drifted pleasantly into his own dreams she slips away, marching stoically  towards the shores. Parrots caw forlornly in the jungle trees, their bright colors dimmed by the moon glow, Lamb stops to admire them, her  mind running circles around her heart. 

Eventually she would tell him that Sylva had called upon her, that it was her turn to say goodbye for now. A tear -glistening and alone- slides down her pale cheek, dripping into the jungle mulch below. It is then in the throws of her sorrow that her love joins her, he slides against her and she hides the pain behind a smile, because for the first time (in a long time) he is smiling, and she would not ruin this for him.  As Jesper prances away Lamb turns her bodice, head raising confidently as she matches his stride. The man was toying with her and she couldn't help but let a bubbling laugh escape the confines of her fluttering chest.  

As her ebony prince draws to a stop on the edge of the treeline, she pulls close to him (shoulder to shoulder if she had been tall enough) and reaches to press a gentle kiss upon his jaw. 

She wanted him to forget about Sylva, forget about the pain, and the anguish. All she wanted was to know him again, for him to let her show him how much she truly loved him. 

[Jesper]

Bronze tipped lobes hear his lady's two-beat footfalls matching his stride-for-stride. Shortly after he slides to a halt, sleek ebony pelt feels her soft canvas melt into his own. He sighs gently as her warm breath exhales upon his cheek. Her presence, her scent and, her touch offer a silent reassurance and tranquility that he had greatly missed. Ebony equine finds himself leaning into her tender embrace. Long-lashed eyelids close gently as a sense of peace descends his scarred chassis. With his love beside him, whiskered muzzle reaches out to push aside the curtain of foliage to reveal the scene before them. He waits, to permit Lavendel to pass as if he holds open a proverbial door.

Muscled haunches engage to push him forward into the cool sand where he draws alongside his lady. Whiskered muzzle lifts to brush the crest of her hip before he exhales a warm breath upon her flank. Jesper takes a couple of steps forward so that his muzzle may rest upon her withers. He exhales again and then, wiggles his upper lip to playfully nudge her ivory tresses. At the same time, ebony equine inhales to draw her perfume in - so delicate, so pure. A part of his heart did not feel he deserved her. He did his best to suppress these thoughts because another part told him it was fate that they were both in Sylva at the same time.

Eyelids close over aquamarine orbs as her sweet scent entices the numerous fibers of his being. He had felt this warmth once before - with the golden mare. He had not told Lavendel yet. He wasn't even sure he was going to tell her. After all, it meant nothing to him. He did not wish to see Jackel. He did not think of her. She meant nothing to him. He sighs in an attempt to rid himself of his musings. What happened in the forest was neither here, nor now. Eyes open and, he burrows his muzzle under her silk locks and traces the curves of her nape towards her poll. Jesper halts wheh his nose brushes against her cheek. He places a gentle, lingering kiss there before turning his gaze toward the horizon. He watches, mesmerized, as the sky transforms into the majestic, evening palette.

The black remains silent though, he shifts his weight slightly to press himself against the milk and honey hued mare. Softly, he whispers out loud. "That sky really is a magical sight to behold." He can barely take his eyes off of the colorful array before them. However, he takes a few moments to take in the peaceful expression upon his love's facade. As his eyes move to and from the sky, he realizes that the water appears to develop a soft glow. Despite the fading light in the sky, the surface of the bay grows brighter. Its glow is of a light blue - a shade similar to that of the sky during the day. Jesper redistributes his weight and then, steps forward out of curiosity. Muscular neck stretches nose out until whiskers break the surface tension of the liquid. He tenses, almost instinctively, as the wetness clings to his wiry hairs. His heart begins to beat faster as his mind flashes back to the Sylvan lake. A light breeze delivers a whiff of Lamb's fragrance to his olfactory sense and, the stallion reminds himself he is safe. He takes a large breath and then, lets it out. He continues this conscious breathing pattern until he feels the panic dissipating from his body. He glances back towards Lavendel and, invites her to join him with a gentle nicker. He turns his attention back to the bioluminescent water and, takes several steps into the liquid. Its temperature surprises him with the warmth it retains from the daystar. He sighs as it gently encircles his pasterns and, fetlocks. When his beloved joins him, he positions himself so that his stands perpendicular to her. He begins to caress her bodice with a gentle circling motion  as he massages the base of her neck. He continues down her shoulder before lifting his head to massage just behind her withers and, down her back.

jesper

carnage x bethanie

devin's∇designs

@[Lavendel]