galileo
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sober thoughts in drowning minds
The sun bore its bright rays down on the pair as they danced around each other, encouraged by the shouts from an wondering crowd. They had come for a thrill, and a thrill was what they were giving them. At least if he lost, he would have put on a show. (It wasn't much comfort to the stallion, but it was something).
When he lands his well-timed and brutish attack, he feels the rush of adrenaline return, and his heart recovers from the crack it had felt when his attack had been dodged. He sees it in her eyes, she's shocked that she wasn't prepared for the way he'd hurtled his horns at her, and when the antlers meet her chest, he prepares himself for the next attack.
It comes sooner than he expected, and he feels something, once again on her neck. It takes him only a second to realise that its her teeth, and he lets out another grunt of pain, trying to pull away from her -- it seems to only make the situation worse, and he considers the best tactic, trying to ignore the searing heat raging through his neck.
Instead, he uses his body against her, for he is like a tank in size. Whilst she is vulnerable, her chest exposed, he pulls his head downwards instead of away, and slightly to the left of her. With his right shoulder, he rams into her, attempting to wind her so he can catch his own breath, at the same time attempting to nip at her flank as he did so.
He could feel victory slipping from him, and this was his last attempt hurrah.
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@Saoirse @Adonai
When he lands his well-timed and brutish attack, he feels the rush of adrenaline return, and his heart recovers from the crack it had felt when his attack had been dodged. He sees it in her eyes, she's shocked that she wasn't prepared for the way he'd hurtled his horns at her, and when the antlers meet her chest, he prepares himself for the next attack.
It comes sooner than he expected, and he feels something, once again on her neck. It takes him only a second to realise that its her teeth, and he lets out another grunt of pain, trying to pull away from her -- it seems to only make the situation worse, and he considers the best tactic, trying to ignore the searing heat raging through his neck.
Instead, he uses his body against her, for he is like a tank in size. Whilst she is vulnerable, her chest exposed, he pulls his head downwards instead of away, and slightly to the left of her. With his right shoulder, he rams into her, attempting to wind her so he can catch his own breath, at the same time attempting to nip at her flank as he did so.
He could feel victory slipping from him, and this was his last attempt hurrah.
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@Saoirse @
@Galileo speaks
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