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Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.
Posted on July 1, 2020 at 02:17:37 AM by Solomon
Solomon
As a conneisseur of mares, both golden and plain, Solomon has come to know many of their tricks. The way they duck their heads and flutter their lashes, the way they pull from him and play coy, the way they twist and tease and flaunt their bodies. He knows it, but it does nothing to dampen his desire for more.
She turns from him, exposing the long elegant stretch of her neck in such a way as to invite his lips to trail along the silken skin there. He obliges with hungry eyes, knowing such a trail would lead perfectly to the swell of her withers where he might place a mark of ownership. The delicate waterfall of her pale male highlights the golden brown of her eyes and something within him clenches with delight at the beauty of it all, the sheer pleasure of sharing in this moment with such a mare.
His grin deepens as she acknowledges his flattery and offers her name next. Ensign. It is a unique name, befitting of such a mare and he mentally adds it to his roster. Already he has envisioned her in the Cove, alongside the rest of his herd, unique in her personality and beauty. She was the perfect compliment to everything that he has already built, and he cannot wait until he can show her.
Her excitement bleeds into him and he snakes his head low with a snort of laughter as she dances away from him, inviting chase. For a moment, he restrains himself, allowing her gorgeous figure to dance around him in a tease meant only for himself. Her dark legs flash, outlined against the vibrant green of the surrounding foliage and he wonders, briefly, what it might be like to trail his lips up the back of her leg, to trace the lightning marks that cross over her knees. What would she taste like, against his tongue?
Ensign's request breaks him from this obsessive thinking and he chuckles, the sound rolling from deep within his chest as he launches toward her, eager to catch her. He leads them forward in keeping with her proposed game of chase, his shoulder often lagging so that it might brush against her shoulder, her barrel, her hip. It is not as intimate as he wishes, not as fulfilling as he might want, but it is certainly better than admiring her from afar.
"What is it you wish to know," he offers teasingly with a toss of his head.
"I came to the Islands a little over a year ago, I've seen springs, I think the island Atlantis is overrated," he trails off with a twinkle in his eyes, taunting her slightly. Truth be told, talking about himself was not always his strong suit. He'd much rather tell a mare how pretty she was rather than list off his own personal qualifications.
He grows more serious now, sobering his face and slowing their carefree pace to a trot that more easily allowed conversation. "But perhaps more importantly, I own a breathtaking home that'll be made only more beautiful by you joining me there."
Solomon stretches forward to bump his muzzle against her shoulder, finally breaking the barrier that separates them. With a wink he continues with a laugh. "But only if you tell me about yourself first."
She turns from him, exposing the long elegant stretch of her neck in such a way as to invite his lips to trail along the silken skin there. He obliges with hungry eyes, knowing such a trail would lead perfectly to the swell of her withers where he might place a mark of ownership. The delicate waterfall of her pale male highlights the golden brown of her eyes and something within him clenches with delight at the beauty of it all, the sheer pleasure of sharing in this moment with such a mare.
His grin deepens as she acknowledges his flattery and offers her name next. Ensign. It is a unique name, befitting of such a mare and he mentally adds it to his roster. Already he has envisioned her in the Cove, alongside the rest of his herd, unique in her personality and beauty. She was the perfect compliment to everything that he has already built, and he cannot wait until he can show her.
Her excitement bleeds into him and he snakes his head low with a snort of laughter as she dances away from him, inviting chase. For a moment, he restrains himself, allowing her gorgeous figure to dance around him in a tease meant only for himself. Her dark legs flash, outlined against the vibrant green of the surrounding foliage and he wonders, briefly, what it might be like to trail his lips up the back of her leg, to trace the lightning marks that cross over her knees. What would she taste like, against his tongue?
Ensign's request breaks him from this obsessive thinking and he chuckles, the sound rolling from deep within his chest as he launches toward her, eager to catch her. He leads them forward in keeping with her proposed game of chase, his shoulder often lagging so that it might brush against her shoulder, her barrel, her hip. It is not as intimate as he wishes, not as fulfilling as he might want, but it is certainly better than admiring her from afar.
"What is it you wish to know," he offers teasingly with a toss of his head.
"I came to the Islands a little over a year ago, I've seen springs, I think the island Atlantis is overrated," he trails off with a twinkle in his eyes, taunting her slightly. Truth be told, talking about himself was not always his strong suit. He'd much rather tell a mare how pretty she was rather than list off his own personal qualifications.
He grows more serious now, sobering his face and slowing their carefree pace to a trot that more easily allowed conversation. "But perhaps more importantly, I own a breathtaking home that'll be made only more beautiful by you joining me there."
Solomon stretches forward to bump his muzzle against her shoulder, finally breaking the barrier that separates them. With a wink he continues with a laugh. "But only if you tell me about yourself first."
Replies:
- I must have known about these things they call lies - By ENSIGN July 4, 2020 at 03:33:25 AM
- comfort me with apples, for i am sick of love [x] - By Solomon July 6, 2020 at 05:21:17 AM
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