telling dreams from one another
It's easy to forget the existence of everything outside this little world that @[Noel] crafts for him. He doesn't know how she does it but it's something that he was always found so intoxicating about his pale companion; he can breathe her scent of sky and cloud and forget that his hooves are even touching the damp Taigan soil. Nashua always seems to lose himself in the slender arc of her neck, the supple length of her back, the enthralling curve of her hips.
Nashua, who has dreamed of seeing a thousand places, finds that he dreams of this one the most.
His pale lips continue to place tender kisses beneath the fine silk of her mane, tracing that lovely neck he had just been admiring moments before. The slender pegasus shivers and Nashua can't help himself, he smirks; he nearly laughs with the knowledge of it but the heat is rising within him, too. The striped stallion can keep his thoughts focused, away from all the other ways that they might distract themselves but it is so damn hard when she teases him like that.
Her breathless reply nearly knocks the wind out of his.
"And what are you wishing for now?" he very nearly growls the words into her delicate ears. Winds, this woman. Nashua might have blamed the season for making it so hard to focus but he knows the truth: that even in the depth of winter or the blaze of summer, the woman pressed against him would always drive him to this frenzied level of desire.
He looks at Noel and the more familiar she becomes to him, the more that he comes to learn every curve of her, Nash is always left wanting more.
disclaimer: this post has the word h i p s
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