Spring Folly
08-19-2014, 12:15 AM
He would watch every motion, every expression that passed her face, waiting for a single one that might tell him to stop. He had already almost lost her once before and was unwilling to risk doing so again. There was a blossom of hope in his chest, the one that said she might not push him away, might want this as he did. Her lips would curl upwards in a beautiful encouragement and no words passed her lips, and no anger darkened her expression. His tail would reach the end of its trail and fall down again to wave gently behind him. She would return the gestures now with ones of her own, moving forward and nipping gently at him, before leaning in towards him. A thrum would leave his throat as a happy sigh as he leaned his weight closer to her as well, enjoying the closeness, the silent promise that all this held. He would nuzzle against her cheek, her muzzle, then her neck, burying his head there to breath in the intoxication of her before leaving a love bite of his own. Still leaning against her he would move his head upwards once more to meet her eyes, to take in the deep gaze there in search of the promise he so wanted. ?Sibelle? he whispered, one side of his lips curled high then the other as he spoke. ?My queen? "Speech" |
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