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I'm ready for the fight, and fate;







~ where innocences burn in flames.



As he finishes his question he lets his muzzle find the delicate skin of her crest and lets his lips move across it. He can feel the vibration of her skin and the heat that warms him despite the chill in the midnight air. Her sweet aroma floats around him and he can feel it ease the pain that aches within his body. She offers more to him in this moment than she would ever know.

She breaks the silence with the answer to his question. Osiris had been unkind to Elvira, and this does not surprise him. But this is all that she offers and he chooses to push such darkness from his mind. He just simply nods and then returns to caressing the skin along her withers. He can feel something smolder beneath his smoky hide and the lust grows with each caress and gentle touch he places on her gilded skin.

And with that she pulls herself from him and stands. He notices her favor her front leg and his heart stills in his chest. She had fought with pride and cunning, she is his drottningin mín. With a content smile on his lips, he gathers his legs beneath him and pulls himself to a standing position. His muscles respond with strength despite their fatigue. He crosses the sliver of space between them and his lips find the supple curve of her belly.

She invites him with the soft look in her crystal blue eyes and his heart thunders wildly in his chest. Her scent floods around him, it teases him, and invites him to take her beneath him. An excited grunt slips from his lips as he lifts himself onto her. His hooves slide across her barrel and his blunt teeth seek the soft skin of her withers. He can feel her beneath him and drives him into a sudden frenzy until finally a grunt of ecstasy falls from his lips. He only lingers for a moment before his hooves touch the hardened sand beneath them once again.

He lets his pinks lips trail along her supple hips and across her belly, where he pauses momentarily. Beneath her ribs, his child will grow. He lingers there a breath longer before he draws to stand shoulder to shoulder with her. He presses his smoky hide into her pale skin.

"Beneath the midnight sky we are one," he whispers to his Queen.


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