LUCIFER stallion | 18hhs | black | Faithless Demon
Roaming his eyes over the palomino mare, Lucifer slowly licked his lips again. She could be a pretty little decoration. He could envision her pale hair just strung up around him, little tufts here and there. He could see the crimson river her body would make… but it all vanished when she jerked her legs around like a new born foal and landed a kick to his left foreleg. His ears tightened against his poll, but no words left his lips as he watched her squirm like a worm upon the beach.
Taking her in once she stood, Lucifer looked at the smaller mare with a brow raised. Her words did little to make him speak again, but the feeling of her tongue on his skin had the beast's ears perking forward as curiosity captured his attention. There had only been one other out there that touched him so willingly, not counting his son. It was an odd experience and it made his skin twitch as the touch lasted far longer than it should have via memory. It was as if he could feel her there, licking all the blood from his shoulder instead of just a dribble and as his head tilted, it was as if he wanted it.
Hearing her stomach rumble as she licked him, the monster swallowed slowly before dipping his head. “Follow me.” He rumbled lowly, his thick voice seeping out of his body before he turned and led her away from where they stood. If he could get her to move with him, he could get her out of the commons before someone came in and blocked. “The lush grasses of the falls are best… if you're willing to travel with me?” Turning to look at her over his shoulder, the Demon King let his tail lash against his hocks.
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