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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [mature]  I'm a rebel just for kicks now - Karaugh - Private
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    She gave when he paused, but now she pushes back with her own meager defiance. Only, this time, he finds her quip doesn't grate against him the way her forwardness had.
    He wasn't looking for tears and trembling - what is his looking for is all there, pressed against the wall and waiting for him.

    "Hmm..." he purrs from somewhere deep within his throat as the buckskin looks away from his body. He liked the way she admired his broad chest and shoulders, the way her eyes darted across all the different parts of him. "You have been playing very well."

    He swats his hocks with his tail of flame and the light in the cavern flashes brighter - a veiled threat or just an impulse satisfied, she didn't need to be able to distinguish between the two. 

    It only takes a step to cover the distance between them, and he gives in. Coming up behind her he reaches out and teeth meet skin for the first time. Taking the flesh along her hip bone between his teeth he gently pulls, shifting her weight back, and bringing her copper rump against his chest. 

    With the contact his adrenaline surges, his heart hammers anew, and his head feels light. Levi releases his mouthful only to trail his muzzle over her the crest of her haunches to fall along the other side. He had more to say, he had planned on toying with her until she had pressed herself against him. He had been looking forward to denying her.

    But now, oh now, she could be under him in a moment and all his plans change. 

    Fire and power be damned, he is nothing more than a stallion with an itch now that what has been denied his so long is nearly his. No more.

    With a grunt, his maw reaches forward and he firmly claims her withers with his blunt teeth. Rising up like a monster from the sea, he fits his hips to hers and his front legs cling tightly behind her swollen belly. 

    It doesnt takes long for him to crack and his heat expell, and with a rumble from his great chest he lets his weight fall over her, his belly pressing along the curve of her spine before her slides off to stand on his own four legs. 
    Levi
    so scream you, out from behind the bitter ache.
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    RE: I'm a rebel just for kicks now - Karaugh - Private - by Levi - 12-04-2017, 11:27 AM



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