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 Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 4:07 pm
She rose her brow, "None of them could bear with me long enough for me to be seeing them." The mare's eyes were almost entranced before she gave the eyes that could only be dubbed as lustful. But it was all intentional.
Though his eyes made her have a warm sensation inside her that even she could not explain.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 4:10 pm
Richard approached her, not realizing his newfound attack was having a way with teh ladies.
Leaning in to the area of neck that she had uncovered earlier, he gently bit, and gave her cheek a nuzzle.
"So no one can yell at me for doing that?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 4:25 pm
Isis could feel a slight buckle in her knees but she didn't give way to it. She could feel her cheeks grow warm as she looked to him with sparkled eyes but not lovestruck. Just highly interested. "Mmmm...no." Her tail flicked behind her, "Only me." she tilted her head again as she nipped at his mane in a playful manner. Before nosing the under part of his jaw. "And is there a mare out there who would be trying to get at my throat right about now?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 4:28 pm
"Im more of a Lover than a fighter. I'd lose if someone came at me. I'd much rather make sweet love to you, rather than fight someone off. Can be a buzzkill, ya know?"
As she played with his mane, it was all he could do to not let out the sound that was reiterating itself in his throat. Keeping his eyes on her, he smiled.
"Ah, of course not. I prefer the playing of the field."
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 4:40 pm
She smirked, "So you don't play rough?" she asked with a rather disappointed tone. Merely teasing again, "Would you?" she asked. "So you are a player?" she asked. She wanted nothing to do with a stallion that was infested with diseases from sleeping around but with his looks it seemed thats what it would come down to. She hoped he was different but she could probably expect a lie.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 4:47 pm
He smiled. In his lifetime, he had been with one other mare, and she had been mated to him, and she had died. Very unlikely he carried diseases, as if he did, he didnt know it!
"A player, love? Why, never. I've only ever played around with one mare. I think its safe to say, Im a decent enough stallion."
He said, but something inside him was burning, almost painfully. But a dull, pain. It was a thobbing, and it was in his head at first. Deciding to not show it, he grinned again.
"I very much would like to."
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:03 pm
She laughed softly to herself, she was liking him more by the second. She hadn't met anyone like him before. Perhaps she just hadn't gotten into this conversation with that many stallions. Not that she wanted to...now she met him.
She felt something burning but it wasn't the same as his. Her soft orbs watched his, she brushed her muzzle along the longest side of his neck nibbling softly and watching his expression. "Are you sure?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:08 pm
He grinned.
"What kind of stallion would I be if I took your offer the first time?"
He said, as he nudged her cheek with his nose.
His insides were bubbling now. They were burning, and it made him slump his neck towards his chest as he dealt with teh burn of the change.
His face was sweating, and his muscles were spasming over his body. His eyes were squeezed closed, and he shook his head. Maybe this wasnt the best time to be playing with such a beautiful mare.
"Im sorry darling. I think it might have to wait."
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:19 pm
She shrugged, he was a gentleman. She smiled at his touch, what was taking over her hardened heart with this male? Her brow arched before a very different expression appeares on her face. A more worried one, none the less genuine. She looked to the moon, two hours more or less had gone by. He called her darling? She took this more seriously than one should have. A word of endearment...no one had spoken those words to him.
"What is wrong," she asked looked to him lifting his maw and peering to his heart. Then to those eyes.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:22 pm
HIs body felt like it was changing. Writhing.
He shook his head, furious with the pain that was engulfing him. He had done nothing to deserve this, but after all the s**t that had happened last night.. He was assuredly dealing with something that had caused him to pass out.
"I think Im getting sick.. Im having some violent chest pains."
He said.
But as he went to speak again, his mouth was taken over by canines over his generally gentler teeth.
He had no idea what was happening, and he felt he was truly going to frighten this poor mare.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:38 pm
Her brow rose, his teeth were growing much like Pandora's. Ezriel came to mind, she had some seen some real bad asses in her young life. This was knew to her. She took a step back as he involved into something one ignorant would call a monster and another cursed, though she couldn't see why one would say such things. Her eyes watched him as she took a step back giving him some space.
Her brows furrowed, "You'll be alright..." she whispered. She took a step back forward. She still nosed his cheek after his new teeth formed. But her eyes watched from under the thick mane of hers that swept the ground.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:43 pm
Richard gave a regretful look as he looked back at the mare. But his time to flee had indeed come. He wasnt sure what was happening, but as he kicked up his hooves and ran for the protection of the forest.
Letting out a long howl as he ran.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:46 pm
Her chest flared and her eyes watched as he fled...just like everyone else. Her ears flicked back as she lowered her head to the ground, sighing softly and going home...
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