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Post by L Y N X ! on Aug 20, 2009 13:46:12 GMT -5
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Dowan's auds pricked at the vixen's sweet laugh, finding the sound quite musical and soothing. Caspian had stopped and was lipping down his flank to his legs. The brute's hide twitched, auds flicking. It tickled him a bit. As she was doing that, he groomed her back, occasionally giving her a playful nip. He blinked as he was pushed a side a step and looked to the essa's mischeivious gaze. He chuckled softly, reaching to nudge her back before prancing away a few feet before turning to look at her again.
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Thorn's gaze was coated with furiousity and determination not to fall prey to the lustfull stallion. She shimmyed to the side as he snapped at her shoulder but he got the blow against her cheek, giving her a long cut. She snorted angerily, squealing, and turned her bakc on him to buck out several times. She then danced off to his side, a few paces of distance between them, and used her front dagger to try and take a blow on his barrel.
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Post by Wildfire on Aug 20, 2009 14:03:50 GMT -5
Caspian His sweet touch upon her backside felt wonderful, so gentle and of course with the occassional playful nip. Longing gaze followed him as he pranced away from her. She followed loyally behind him, pink ribbon sliding out to caress his cheek. Soft kissers smiled back as she groomed the length of his boa. When she reached his whithers, her dome draped over his broad back for a moment. His scent and quiet breathing lulling her to rest. Lids closed over her orbs for only a bit. ~Royal
His manuevering was working, though he was barely missing the bucks aimed to injure him. Her foreleg struck out as she turned to face him once more, hitting him squarely in his side. A whoosh of air blew out his nares and he struggled to regain his breath. Anger flashed across his features and he stepped towards the mare with more purpose than before, rage taking control of his actions. The pair were approaching the side of a cliff, and he almost had her backed up against it. There wouldn't be many places to run now. Sprinting forward, he lunged at her hind quarters, teeth bared attempting to scrape her hide. Trying to act as quickly as possible, he jumped behind her, rearing and landing squarely on her back. Forelegs pulled the mare closer, trying to get himself into the right position. [/center][/font] |
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Post by L Y N X ! on Aug 20, 2009 15:04:14 GMT -5
Dowan [/b][/left]
Dowan blinked as Caspian followed, calm and relaxed now, and licked his cheek. He returned the gesture with a soft nuzzle on her flank as she cleaned down his boa, and eventually she rested her tiara on his withers and her orbs were closed. He sighed contently, licking her shoulder tenderly.
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Thorn didn't take time to savor the victory of harming the stag again. She tried to move away, but then Royal began pacing her back towards the cliff-face, basicly cornering the stubborn vixen against it. She tossed up her crown, the white in her orbs flashing as ivories punctured her eboney hide and a sudden weight pressed down on her haunches. She was shoved back towards the stag on her back as he tried to make himself comforatable, but she wasn't going to have that. She turned her crown and boa, ivories lashing out at his front pillar, and she began to walk in a circle in that direction rather quickly, trying to slide him off.
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Post by Wildfire on Aug 20, 2009 15:20:16 GMT -5
Caspian A long sigh escaped her nares. She lifted her dome gingerly, maw moving to his barrel as she began to clean it. Whiskers were tickled by the hairs from his hide and she smiled against his warm pelt. Kissers lipped gently at his flank as she studied every contour of his form. His bulky muscles created a plane across his bodice, forming lines and ridges. Tongue slipped out again, working its way across his back and whithers. ~Royal
Her sharp ivories caught hold of his foreleg, nearly tearing the flesh. A thicker stream of blood began pouring from the wound. He cursed at the vixen, clamping down on her nape with his jaw. But when she started moving in circles, he could barely hold on. There was no way for him to get enough leverage now. With a thud he slipped off, forelegs landing on the ground, which aggrivated his newest wound. Again his teeth bared out, attempting to snatch hold of her banner. You will regret this. The stag stated, deep voice menacing and driping with venom. He was so close, her flower literally in his face. Ribbon slipped out, roughly licking under her tassles. The scent drove him crazy. With his good foreleg, he struck out at her flank, ready to take advantage of any weakness she showed. [/center][/font] |
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Post by L Y N X ! on Aug 21, 2009 12:21:16 GMT -5
Dowan [/b][/left]
Dowan rested one dagger on its tip, auds sideways in contentment. The essa's whiskers caressed his hide, almost tickling him like his pelt did her. Eventually he turned his crown to return the favor, licking along her sides and the edge of her back, knocking away dirt that clung to her ivory hide.
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The vixen winced, the pressure of the stallion's weight on her wounds causing them to burn and ache. She stopped spinning when the stag fell to the ground, grunting, and turned her crown and boa to glare at the stallion. Her nares continued to flare as she fought to catch her breath, tossing her crown as he latched onto her banner. "Yeah? Doubt it can get any worse, you flea-bitten dog," she snarled, though she winced from his tone. She blinked in surprise and squealed as he licked her, shying forward. Why he continued to bother her why there was another mare on the beach, she wouldn't know. She flinched and snorted asher flank was grazed by his dagger, a clear white ring surrounding her crimson orbs.
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Post by Wildfire on Aug 21, 2009 14:39:59 GMT -5
Caspian She could feel the sand, dirt and salt being removed from her hide. So many days romping at the beach had added a layer of the beach to her own coat. His pelt too tasted of the beach, the saltiness from the sea and the dirt from the surrounding area. Auds relaxed and her banner gently blew in the breeze. Lids closed over her orbs and she began to hum quietly, a tune she remembered from when she was a filly. Behind them the crashing of the waves and the sounds of the gulls were a gentle reminder to her that they weren't on a cloud because it felt so peaceful. ~Royal
His own fiery pools gazed into hers, burning with rage. A small smile slipped into his features, though it wasn't the reassuring kind, it was an evil gesture one might notice on the face of a crazy man. Again he reared up, landing squarely on her back. His tool unsheathed, searching and finding its prize in only a matter of seconds. He wouldn't let her try what she did before if he had any say. Forelegs pulled at her barrel, his bodice slamming into hers. Hindquarters worked speedily, thrusting into her with as much force as he could put behind it. Maw reached to her aud and between breaths he managed to get out, Were you wondering why I picked you? Lyri teased her. He felt the pressure building up, but he wouldn't release just yet. Ivories nipped at her auds and then pulled at her tassles. [/center][/font] |
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Post by L Y N X ! on Aug 21, 2009 17:34:50 GMT -5
Dowan [/b][/left]
The stallion also felt like he was going to fall asleep, how serene and perfect this moment was. But he continued removing the beach off Caspian's hide, finding lots of sand and the taste of salty water. He began to think about his sister, and where she had gone off to with the other equine, but Caspian's soothing hum pulled his thoughts away from that. He listened to her quietly, slowly blinking his orbs.
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The corner of her lip went down in a sideways frown as she was given a twisted smile from Royal, suddenly very worried. Her wounds continued to sear as he lept up onto her back, whuffling at the touch of his sword. She bowed her crown and arched her boa, tucking her chin towards her chest with her forelock falling over her face. She grunted as she was slammed into, a ripple of pain shaking her bodice. She closed her orbs, auds still firmly plastered to her skull. As the stag panted out a scentence, she opened one eye to turn and glare at him, ivories baring. "Of course, you know you could always get a more willing bitch to rape," she answered sharply, pulling her crown and boa down low to attempt to get them out of reach for the stallion to toy at. She felt totally wrong with him inside her, but her instincts told her to encourage it, ask for the semen to create a foal. But she held her tounge on that. She wasn;t the motherly type, and would abandon the foal to another mare the first chance she got without a backward glance.
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Post by Wildfire on Aug 21, 2009 17:55:28 GMT -5
Caspian The fea sighed, breathing in his warm scent. Suddenly it was odly quiet. The gulls had died down and the waves had stopped crashing, bringing her out of her clouded world of bliss. She was suddenly worried about that stag and his sister. Maybe something had happened? Should we look for your sister? She didn't want to ruin the moment, but if that stag was evil, there was no telling what he would do. ~Royal
He chuckled at her reply, Now what would be the fun in that? True sometimes the more willing ones made this better for him, as the ones who he forced didn't exactly work with him...but he liked the evilness of forcing a mare. His tool quivered, wanting release and what did he care if she got pregnant or not? She would be the one that would have to deal with it. Giving in, he let himself release in her, his semen poured out of her hole. Stepping back a few inches, he pulled nearly all the way out and then slammed back into her, simultaneously pulling her bodice backwards with his forelegs. That time getting his testes in as well. He didn't care about her anymore, this had been way too much fun. A couple more minutes and he felt himself getting ready to release again, but he pulled out, dropping to the ground. Pink ribbon worked at her flower, cleaning some of the mess he made, it poked in and out of her flower. Walking around to her front, he nipped at her cheek, directing her dome to his dangling tool. Finish this and then you can go. Lyri were more bored than anything now. [/center][/font] |
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Post by L Y N X ! on Aug 21, 2009 18:40:44 GMT -5
Dowan [/b][/left]
Dowan raised his head, slightly surprised as the mare suddenly spoke. He nodded in agreement, flaring his nares. "I couldn't see, but was it a stallion?" he asked, taking a anxious glance around.
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Thorn snorted in annoyance, shuffling her daggers under Royal's weight. Wouldn't he leave her alone already? She felt him quiver, another sickly feeling, and yet he still stayed on her back. Of course he wasn't done yet. She flared her nares as liquid began to drip from her flower, and then she let out a angry cry, trying to rear but his bulk basicly pinned her. She stamped her hooves as she was thrust back, squealing sharply as his testies were forced into her bodice. She groaned, closing her orbs tight, and after a few long minutes he finally pulled out, cleaning her flower. She shyed again sideways, turning to face him as he spoke to her again with a nip. She glanced at his semen-covered tool, then back to him. She pretended to be obediant, lowering her crown under his barrel, before she snapped at his tool, intending to bite as hard as she could.
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Post by Wildfire on Aug 21, 2009 18:57:48 GMT -5
//ooc: posting with royal first for a reason ~Royal
He grinned as she appeared to be listening to his demand. Suddenly he felt her ivories clamp down hard on his pipe. A furious cry arose in the dark's throat. Hind pillar struck out with intensity aiming for the vix's skullary. Great, now he would be "out of business" for at least a little while...just great. Rage built up inside him once more as he spun around, ready to inflict a world of damage upon the one who had caused him so much pain. Auds lay flat against his crown, all of his muscles tingling with a mix of pain and hatred. He reached out for her hind quarters, aiming to bite wherever he could. [/center][/font] Caspian She was about to answer Dowan's question when a furious cry pierced the once silent air. Yes, that was a stallion. She answered him quickly, darting into the trees. Her powerful strides quickening. Her path lead her darting through the trees, and ducking her head against the branches. The thick trees finally parted, revealing a clearing where Dowan's sister and the stag were. Her auds shifted backwards, laying down upon her crania. Without a second thought she charged at the stag, pawing at his side with here powerful daggers. |
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