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*Sendoa* · 12-04-2013, 03:46 PM

His words would quite nearly stop her heart, for she knew of all men in the world - they were likely to come from anyone but Isardis. Love was foreign to him, and she knew it - respected it, and yet here he was, examining his emotions and labeling them as such. She would croon, a soft, mellow note shimmering in her trachea. She could form no words, but knew that he was aware of her feelings toward him. She was, after all, offering him the most intimate piece of herself. Granted, Sendoa was not new to the ways of lovemaking, but never had she borne children in all of her five years - there had never been anyone worthy of such agony, until now. She relished in his momentary brush of affection, the gentle pressure of his chest against hers. Familiarly his jaws would caress her ear, folding it and crinkling it to his desire. Teeth would nibble down the length of her, sending a shiver down her spine that could not be hidden if she'd dared to try. Their children would be great, fearsome - and entirely Armada. A smile creased her features as she tossed her head back to steal a view of her ivory lover, the scent of her heat and his musk tangling in the air. ?Isardis,? she would murmur into the sky, awaiting the moment when - at last - they would be physically and emotionally one.

?speech,?

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