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Post by Acero Fundido on Feb 22, 2006 12:25:07 GMT -5
Bite me.
naw, let her post first.
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Post by drift on Feb 24, 2006 9:52:08 GMT -5
d**n... he was roping her in, she was not herself, and was falling deeply for this path of what would end in torture. enamels moved about her skin, caressing the muscles that lie tensed beneath the surface. as he moved over them, they loosened, relaxed. what was happening to her? love was useless, merely something found and soon lost. why would one even bother? yet now she was different, this time of year causing even the fieriest of femme's to burn aflame once more, to fall for such luring tactics out of raging hormones. she despised this time of year for that reason and that one only, yet she agreed with part of the male's wordings. excitement. yes, the thought brought a smirk to her maw. she was one for excitement, for fooling around, and for lustious desires fulfilled. oh what had gotton into her? she was turning into a petty fem like the others, simply allowing males to woo them, mate with them and live in a happy-go-lucky world that was not the real world. crania tilted in his direction, watching him with eyes that had softened immensely since his arrival. when this season was over she was sure to return to her old self, but until then, he was doomed to live with her femininity.
"...stay." [/i] she placed her mug against his nape, heat transferring from her body to his as an ember landed atop his hide for passion now burned within her veins. the moment was shortlived, more so than the prior ones for another was emerging. a subtle aura was about him, not that of heat and flame like she and the other male, but one of a mirage, of water. why was he here? didn't the fool know better than to toy with one of the flame, one of the flame such as she? embers rose within her hide as anger began to boil within her. jaw was clamped tight, listening to his calm and pathetic tones with not even the slightest bit of interest. the ivory Czar's foolish words were irritating her, his questioning nearly driving her off the edge. she wasn't one to take care of foolish words and petty annoyances, but propriety got the best of her over simply turning away. "Greetings Sept. I am cursed Zitecka, one of Hell and I wish not for you and your water to be in my presence. Thank you for your observations Sir Obvious, but I believe you are sought by your other femmoras am I right? Good day September... and get out."venom rolled off her tongue as the last sentence escaped her mug. forehoof striking the loam in slight annoyance but she wouldn't let it get to her. allowing an ember to dance about his hock, it was not to be extinguished though pain he felt not. ooc// sorry that took so tremendously long! i'm also on vacation so it's really hard to get on the compy [/right][/size]
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Post by Acero Fundido on Feb 24, 2006 10:47:22 GMT -5
nono. you have fun on your vacation, dont worry about us. :-D
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Post by Acero Fundido on Feb 24, 2006 10:52:00 GMT -5
rhaspy croon excited trembling jails, taut mustles to relax as curve molded into the doe's. Kissers rolled down the jazabellas spinal barrier, harli to batt about his poll in contentment as dentals had continued there soothing groom. Skeletel sinew had masked to the femmes petie curves. Cochila retnias had advanced atop the minx's frame, heavy sigh to lift his dihram in awe of her. Each of her words surprised him, luring him in more, just waiting for the perfect opertunity to ask her to join him and rule besides him. Though nothing was waiting back home, and he could stay here forever just snug within her warmph. She was absolutly perfect, her form flawless and her attitude of absolute perfection.
I would never think of leaving....
yeah, it sounds light. But truley, she had him wrapped about her finger, her little toy. And he liked it. It was the first time feeling compassion, lust, Love. Zeiths had abruptly flattened, sepia threads to caress his audlettes as massive chassis nearly lurched away, dentals to clentch benieth there covering grubbers. Another patron. Cognative tossed feverishly, golden locks to encase his visuals as braces shuffled to catch each of his crazied movements. Hocks balenced his weights with emense power, cage inhailing and exhailing rapidly as cord slapped atop his hocks in irriatation. Visuals had darted to the masculi before him, attencion drawn from the femme momentarily. And then those tones, the doe's that is. That perfectly formed note that fled her mug, each tone chained with aggrivation from breaking the two. Boa had arched, crown tucked to his feathered chest as he had noted the other. Pathedic.
He hadnt said anything, anger shown within each of his features. pedates had been buckled, pendulum to bobb feverishly as he had held back. He had wanted to surge forth, to chase the patron from Zitecka. For breaking there moments, for ruining that perfectly saut moment. Instead he had pivoted, plushen shanks coiling to totter him about, once more meshing into the youth. Mug gently caressed her boa in appoligys for being interupted, a promise he would through the other out it he hadnt listaned to her. If he hadnt obeyed her word. Ill set features curled into a wary grin, dihram shifting to lean into her bodice, bottem labrum to rest atop her cage, liddids still unevenly placed atop sept. Watching each move he made. If he came closer, if that god d**n patron didnt git from his sight, well goody goody someone would be masscred. And i know just who it would be.
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Aqua Lord of Astarte
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Post by September ‡ on Feb 24, 2006 19:11:50 GMT -5
Sept his calm just whisk away like water itself. Spitfire, that's what these two idiots were. They had no hearts and no reason to live. Emotionless little puppets. Indeed. At least he had a heart, at least he could feel kindness. But this, to him, seemed absolutely pathetic. Many insults ran through his mind but none came from his mouth. He would not anger them further, just show them the kindness they would never know. He observed the stallion for a moment, who was caressing a mare he barely knew. And the mare, enjoying this attention from a stallion she barely knew. Yes, he could say so many things. He could say she didn't know what she was missing, how happy she could be, but she would only retort back. Sept knew he would be as courteous and polite as he could. But anger kept reentering his mind, reminding him of how much they deserved a little verbal beating. More things were important than these two, like Altair and August. He needed nothing more. Sept just nodded his head, oblivious to her harsh words and his death stare. He pursed his lips, disowning those cruel thoughts and thinking of what to say. He sighed, once the right words were found, and began to speak in a constricted voice, holding back the anger. You really should learn to be more polite and courteous, both of you. And stop thinking so highly of yourselves, it gets you nowhere and is very very annoying. He spat, nostrils flaring once or twice. He merely nodded afterwards, bobbing his head up and down. Good day sir and Zitecka. May we never cross paths again. Sept bowed slightly, making himself do so. It was so hard to be polite to those who never gave it back. Also, quit toying with each other in broad daylight. It's quite disgusting to walk upon two horses who know nothing of each other and their hormones are raging. He added, narrowing his eyes at the pair. I'm glad to have interrupted your lovely mating. He sneered, turning and kicking up his heels. With a buck, he was off at a lope, covering ground quickly. Home...
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Post by Acero Fundido on Feb 24, 2006 20:30:24 GMT -5
hold your tounge!
the patron had snarled, the words to tumble from his mug before he had a chance to even think of his actions. Caressing movements where ceaced, harli plastering atop his poll as muscualar dihram lounged toward the masculi. Ill set features glanced over the others, pathedic. Polite? Goodness you light sucking patron, we walk with the devil, and dance to fast for you to follow, nor to bother learning. Curtisy doesnt run in our veins, savvy? And your just pure pissing me off. And speak of ourselfs higher then you? Why of course bantle, we are higher then you. Stronger, smarter. Better at everything. Face it.
retnias narrowed with his final words, lithe form to shove the hes from the abode. Dentals clentched atop plushen shanks, gritting together the gladiators flesh between insisors. Why yes patron, glad you noticed. She is in heat. Though youve got mating down wrong by croiky. heh, Though you have no running blood, so i wouldnt expect you to understand.
Oxygenators had flared, the gladiator to turn his back and amble off though everything was perfect and dandy, himself to tote back to the doe. mug pressured down her boa with lust, gently to tumble down her features. Canopy pushed back up agenst her own, croons to escape his kissers as serpintine engulfed the femmes. Boa to overlap atop her own, warmph spread with each touch. Dentals began there curry once more, dihram pushing up agenst her own almost as though he had been lovestuck. Apature bobbed merly, glancing toward september as he had returned back to his own abode. Good riddence. But now the pair where alone, exactly what he had wanted. Perfectly. Tones bubbled from his windpipe, pausing between diffrent words as the meland tumbled from his kissers between each groom
Zitecka, would you remain besides me as queen? Queen of Soilist?
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Post by Acero Fundido on Mar 9, 2006 18:03:48 GMT -5
this is the longest vacation ive ever heard of 0.0
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Post by Zitecka on Mar 9, 2006 18:09:49 GMT -5
[i'm replying asap! promise. sorry standarized testing and projects in addition to a hiatus from all RPGs lol]
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Post by Acero Fundido on Mar 10, 2006 14:42:01 GMT -5
aw yeah, i kno, we just finished the testing this week. I hate it >.< but we had a ice cream party -giggles- reminds me of when i was like in 5th grade and we had those ice cream socials. Ah the old days lol
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Post by drift on Mar 14, 2006 16:50:22 GMT -5
muscles spasmed, body convulsed, nerves unknown to the contact she was feeling. each soft caress was unknown to her, foreign and different. something kept her there, something kept her still and unmoving. hoof steps faded as the aqua lord left, leaving the two of fire alone. oh d**n, he was enticing her, and he knew it too. why must he come now, this time of her heat and this time of her sheer insanity. never think of leaving.... he wouldn't, leave? no, not to her, of course he'd leave. no one would bother with her, right?
his touch continued, even after the ivory one departed. the two were left in solitude, their bodies alone amongst the wilderness. the brute stopped motion, resting atop her and unmoving. silence, happiness. rare. the silence was broken, by no other than the he. ambers turned to face him, harks moving with a mind of their own and absorbing his notes. they registered. no, it was false, a lie... right? silence from her. no tones. wordless. a single word was released, for nothing else could be decided.
"Yes..." [/i] [/right][/size]
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Post by Acero Fundido on Mar 15, 2006 14:27:29 GMT -5
alright, Acero has left to soilest, where i will post there :-D
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