ARAXES
tender heart
He felt like lightning in a bottle, humming with electricity where he touched her, though not shocking. Araxes felt herself almost shiver, tossing her head a little up and down as she did, a small bout of excitement that she couldn't contain, an antsiness that crawled through her muscles and made her not want to remain still. Every bit of her was wanting him. Him, him, him and only him.
"Maybe in a lesser degree than I did." Her leg still tingled, but at least there was patches of fuzziness beginning to grow back, wrapping her skin once more in white and black. His grooming had her lowering her head and stretching her neck, still pawing at the ground slightly, this time with a back hoof that seemed to dig a little more in to the mud than she had meant.
At least it felt better when he was against her side, something that had her up to him and easily rubbing against his side. As short as she was, it probably looked silly, but she was led all too happily forward from the smallest tug. Granted, her wings fluttered a little in excitement, but that was the most of it, and she felt herself almost melt in just the way he spoke. A strange reaction, but not unwanted.
So she was led with his steps, inhaling and taking in his scent as she kept close, as she allowed her head to turn a little and brush against him. She wanted to be impossibly closer, and her thoughts were a maelstrom, lost among emotions and more primal parts of herself that urged her onward, enough that her large tail lifted and shook from base to tip before lowering again, the strands being sent a little awry.
All her thoughts were on him, how he felt. Where they went, she cared not, more than happy to lean to press every touch she could against him, brushing over his side and almost a little eager to step forward, past him, as if to lead him as well, a small game. She would only get a little bit ahead of him, waiting in an eagerness for him to lead again.
"Maybe in a lesser degree than I did." Her leg still tingled, but at least there was patches of fuzziness beginning to grow back, wrapping her skin once more in white and black. His grooming had her lowering her head and stretching her neck, still pawing at the ground slightly, this time with a back hoof that seemed to dig a little more in to the mud than she had meant.
At least it felt better when he was against her side, something that had her up to him and easily rubbing against his side. As short as she was, it probably looked silly, but she was led all too happily forward from the smallest tug. Granted, her wings fluttered a little in excitement, but that was the most of it, and she felt herself almost melt in just the way he spoke. A strange reaction, but not unwanted.
So she was led with his steps, inhaling and taking in his scent as she kept close, as she allowed her head to turn a little and brush against him. She wanted to be impossibly closer, and her thoughts were a maelstrom, lost among emotions and more primal parts of herself that urged her onward, enough that her large tail lifted and shook from base to tip before lowering again, the strands being sent a little awry.
All her thoughts were on him, how he felt. Where they went, she cared not, more than happy to lean to press every touch she could against him, brushing over his side and almost a little eager to step forward, past him, as if to lead him as well, a small game. She would only get a little bit ahead of him, waiting in an eagerness for him to lead again.
@Torstein || <33
