everytime we touch, i get this FEELING.

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[bg=#9598C7] Drops of water fell from the braches and trees within Liberta, the winter's cold embrace obviously loosening upon Isola. And with the change in the weather, it brought Malifex out of hiding. She had almost hibernated with her little rabbit friend, but the image of Night being there had kept her awake, had kept it so that she couldn't slip into a deep sleep. Now, the painted warrioress wandered one of the many meadows of Liberta, her ears tilted forward, listening for anything unusual, or for any of her herd mates. She was hoping, deep down, that Night would appear. She missed how the stallion's touch sent little shivers along her body, her senses being clouded until he moved away from her. Gentle eyes moved from the melt snow, to the partly cloudly skies above, savoring the small amount of light that the sun managed to throw in between the cloud breaks. The singing of birds in the growing trees caused a small smile to cross her maw, as she picked up her pace through the slushy ground, heading toward one of the good water sources within the harem. Once she got there, she was not surprised to see that there was still a little ice around the edges of the stream, but the middle flowed and swelled with the melting snow from upriver. Ears flicked ever so slightly, and she lowered her maw, drinking from the flowing waters quickly. The coldness of winter seared her throat, and she withdrew her head quickly, blinking away the tears that welled up in her eyes. She had been expecting the water to be cold, but not that cold.

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! everytime we touch {cascada}

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[bg=Black][font= Bookman] The obsidian stag trotted around Liberta, savoring the warmth in the air around him. Spring had crawled onto the island like a long missed friend. Night peered around, having trouble not to buck or whinny loudly in a juvenile show of happiness. That winter had been a tough one, not unlike the rest, and he was forever thankful that it wasn't always like that on Isola. His stoic expression was a world apart from how he felt. With spring, he was feeling a little bit more than excited. He was aching for Malifex, just to see her face if not anything more. The lovely mare had last been in a cave, in the depths of winters grasp. This escapade was more than just to watch his surroundings, but hopefully also to find his mate. He had been in such distant thought, that he didn't notice the stream till it was but a few feet away. The Frisian struggled to center himself, and managed to glide over it, messy or not. Once he was on the other side of the bank, his amber orbs grew wide. At the corner of his vision, a painted lady could be seen standing near the rushing water. Night quickly turned around, and nickered at gleefully at the essa. Walking over, he rested his velvety muzzle upon her shoulder. When he backed up, he looked into her eyes and sighed. Words xx 249. Muse xx So so.

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[bg=#455AA7] speech ! thoughts ! Her own thoughts were preoccupied, and the painted mare hadn't noticed her mate's approach until his muzzle was upon her body, sending a sharp shiver through her. Gentle eyes looked up, getting lost in the black stallion's, and a small smile crossed her muzzle.

[/font] Well. Long time no see, Night. Was wondering where you had wandered off to,[/font] the mare chuckled under her breath, and reached up, pulling at her mate's forelock lovingly. Eyes looked away from the stallion briefly, glancing around the meadow where they stood, then back to Night. She moved to his side, rubbing her muzzle along his back, almost in disbelief. Had they really made it through the harsh Isola winter?

A gentle nicker escaped the painted mare, and she turned her head to look at the stallion.[/font] What do you want to do, my dearest? It is a beautiful day out, and it is Spring...[/font] Nostrils quivered slightly, and she turned her body so that her head was at his neck, nuzzling just under his mane, having missed him. She didn't care what they did, as long as they were together. She had been alone all winter, and it was about time that she had another companion besides the local wildlife.[/size][/font][/blockquote]

! listen to your heart {DHT}
! two o' six
! lizzeh 2011

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[bg=Black][font= Bookman] The onyx stallion nickered delightedly, drinking in every syllable the mare spoke. Months felt like years when he was away from his dear lady. It must be love, though he already knew that. He nuzzled her briefly, and lipped at her cheek affectionately. He listened to her, and for a second he forgot how to reply. It was as if he were talking to a big intimidating adult, a kid again! Maybe that was one of the side affects. . . "No doubt I've felt the same, Malifex." he said with a cheeky smile, ending warmly. Night let his thoughts roam a bit, thinking of things they could do. Finally with this years winter out of the way, they could spend much more time together. Hopefully many more days than the present one at hand. He thought of the other equine in their herd, finding they all have foals of their own. Never would Night pressure such a thing, but for a while he had been thinking of the joy with which a filly or colt could bring them. It was spring, for heavens sake! Looking modestly into his sweets eyes, he spoke gently. "My love. . . have you any yearning for a foal?" Maybe he sounded selfish, in asking her to share herself. He took a breath, inhaling the smells of new life. Words .... 239. Muse ... Dixie Chicks. Note ... Gorge template Liz !

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[bg=#455AA7] speech ! thoughts ! Gentle eyes watched her sweetheart, and her ears flicked ever so slightly at the stallion's words. Of course, the winter was very harsh, and no doubt everyone was worried that some didn't make it through. But, all Malifex had worried about, was Night, and if she would've ever seen him again. Her muzzle moved to his cheek, and she breathed out gently, her tail slapping her hindquarters gently. Suddenly, as he spoke of a foal, the mare pulled her muzzle away from him, a sudden pain flaring through her. The scars on her coat seemed to show more than usual, and she looked away from her mate, eyes hidden by her mane. It wasn't that she didn't want a foal. No, she had wanted a little one following her around, but it scared her. Ever since the day she had been raped, she had been afraid of anyone getting that close to her again. Night... it's not like I don't want one. I do, I really do. But after... after the incident. You understand, the mare flicked her ears uneasily, and she looked at her mate once again, eyes still half-hidden by her forelock,

[/font] but, I think it'd be good for us. Yes. Lets have a foal.[/font] The mare smiled at Night, and nuzzled his neck, letting a gentle nicker escape her. She was slightly nervous about this, was she really ready to become a mother?[/size][/font][/blockquote]

JUST THE WAY YOU ARE [bruno mars] !
two thirty four !
lizzeh 2011 !

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[bg=Black][font= Bookman] He could see the pain flash in his lovers eyes... it killed him. It was never his wish to cause her such hurting, and every time he thought of that day he regretted not being there earlier. All of a sudden Night cursed himself for even asking such an intrusive question. Watching her shy away in discomfort, Night stepped toward her lovingly, and nuzzled her neck warmly. "Of course I understand Malifex... I'm so sorry." He stood there for a minute, and at first her words swam in and out of each his ears. Then he repeated it and the second time, it seemed she was saying she wanted a foal. Was she only saying it to please him? That was the last thing he wanted her to do. He stared into her eyes, digging for an answer in the soil of her pools. "Dear, are you sure? I only want whats best for us." She was like a small bird with a broken wing. He was trying to mend her, but concurrently worried he would damage her fragile structure in the midst of his efforts. Words .... 200. Muse ... Vices & Virtues, P!ATD The Ballad of Mona Lisa.

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[bg=#455AA7] speech ! thoughts ! He wouldn't ever understand, never would he understand, the pain that the mare had gone through during the rape. But, it wouldn't matter. Malifex knew that Night cared enough for her, that he would do anything so that she wasn't ever in pain. Smiling gently at her mate, the mare nodded at his words.

[/font] Of course it's what I want, Night. More than anything in the world,[/font] the mare nuzzled the stallion's neck gently, ears tilted forward on her head.

What was that feeling that the mare felt now? Deep within her stomach, it felt as if butterflies fluttered around. Was she excited, anxious, or nervous? Something about having a little one with her made a mix of emotions take over her. Flaring her nostrils, the mare let a small smile cross her maw, and she flicked her tail across her mate's hind legs.[/size][/font][/blockquote]

ROCK THAT BODY [black eyed peas] !
one forty three !
lizzeh 2011 !

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[bg=Black][font= Bookman] Night looked at her, marveling in such a sight. Everything about her, from the way she moved to how she spoke. She was the epitome of all things good, who he wanted to be with from then on. As he gently nuzzled Malifex's neck he began to get a peculiar feeling. It was an overwhelming sense of jubilation and anticipation, love and appreciation. He took a few steps back, all the while remaining close to the paint mare. He felt the warmth between them slowly rise. He lipped softly at her rear, and mounted. It was unbelievable how strangers became friends, and without any time seeing to go by, you became more. The obsidian stallion kept a slow pace, gradually getting faster. It was a wonderful feeling how the two bodies fit together. They were like a puzzle. Each nook had a curve that it clung to, and that's how it worked.

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[bg=#455AA7] Before Malifex could really take another breath, Night was moving along her side. Ears tilted toward him, nostrils flared, almost curious as to what the black stallion was up to. The curiosity faded once Night had mounted her, and proceeded with what they had been speaking of. It had caught her off-guard, and her mind reeled. The memories of the stallion who tormented her within the dark lands of Terra Scure bombarded her weak mind, and her brilliant eyes blinked a few times, trying to comprehend everything. Night wouldn't hurt her like that stallion had, she had nothing to worry about, right? Then why was her body telling her to kick out and try to get away? Hooves planted firmly on the ground, as Malifex's body slowly overcame the initial fear, pleasure spreading to every fiber within her. No, Night wasn't going to hurt her. She had to realize that now, before they got too much farther. Each movement against her caused her breath to become labored, and she flicked her ears back to listen for her mate's own breath. Technically speaking, this was the first time she had ever done something like this, and it made a weird string of emotions float through her. She didn't know if she needed to feel like she was on Cloud Nine or if she should be in pain. Her body made her mind up quickly, as the pleasure became almost unbearable. A sharp snort escaped the painted mare's nostrils, and she turned her head to look at the black stallion, an ear tilted toward him. A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, as she took a venturous step back, causing him to go deeper. A moan escaped the mare, eyes blinking wildly, and she lowered her head to the ground. She would enjoy every last moment of this, or at least, she tried to convince herself she would. The horrors of Terra Scure still plagued her mind, trying to change this fantastic moment into a moment of pure terror.

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you got it bad, usher !
three hundred thirty seven !
lizzeh 2011 ![/blockquote][/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center]

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[bg=Black][font= Bookman] He felt her tense up a wee bit when he had first began. It was difficult not to feel such things when you were that close. He continued, as if walking on unknown territory and not quite sure where was forbidden. He was gentle, hoping to let the pleasure invade her as it did him. He wanted her to feel the electricity pulse through them. His mind was reaching for words that just couldn't explain the feelings. As he felt her loosen up, he nuzzled the sides of her barrel. The hessian was acutely aware of her backing up a step. His breathing became labored and seemingly out of nowhere came a sharp cry. Something took over him at that moment. He went hard and fast, feeding the hunger within him. Withdrawing before quickly reentering, the beast felt a tingly sensation tickle his hindquarters and work up his sturdy legs. He didn't know how, but pretty soon he was going to burst. Muse. Naive. The Kooks.

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[bg=#455AA7] Night was being gentle, as he always was when he was around Malifex. The female warrior let a small smile cross her maw, as her head stayed lowered toward the ground, quite enjoying this little rendezvous the two were having. Ears swiveled back, as she heard Night cry out, but the fear that built up all too quickly within her ceased, as she realized that it wasn't pain or torment that plagued her mate, but pleasure. Breathing out quickly, she could feel him going faster and harder, rocking against her body. Night, her mate's name was moaned, her words almost drowned by the gasp that escaped her lips after. Eye lids slid half shut, pure pleasure rippling through her painted body. She had never experienced something as this before, since her experience in Terra Scure had left her scarred for the rest of her life. Blinking her eyes, she turned her head slightly from where it was held, so she could see her mate's face. Nostrils flared gently, and she took another step back, a mischievous sparkle in her eye. More. It was a simple request, something that Malifex wouldn't have asked for in a normal situation. But, this wasn't a normal situation. This was her and Night, together, something that should have happened long before now.

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boom boom pow, black eyed peas.
two hundred fifteen.
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