you just activated a nuclear warhead
Chem teases Sabe with the warmth of his breath, drawing her in closer. He explains she is free to do as she pleases, so long as she knows she is his. He claimed her she never felt the need to be 'claimed' or owned by another. She was by herself for most of her life, and enjoyed being free as she pleased. But she did not mind it when he said she was his, in fact it drove her wild inside, her heart beat faster as he said it. She thought of something witty to say in return to his statement but nothing came to mind fast enough before he mentioned kids and fighting "Well I do enjoy a good fight here and there" she said with a laugh, although she truly did enjoy scraping, ticking someone off made her pleased.
He continues to tease her placing his nose above her chest, hovering, but not touching. Her heart beat faster again, this stallion drove her insane, she wanted every part of him in that instant. He was so close that with every short breath she took all she could smell was him, he was musky, something that reminded her of how strong he was. It was a particular scent that only he carried, and she did not mind if it was the only scent she could smell for the rest of her life. Her gaze wondered looking for his teal eyes to match her gaze.
He moves telling her not to dwell on things that have not happened, which she could appreciate. He trailed his muzzle from her neck down to her own muzzle, she enjoyed the way he teased her so much that her body tensed up unsure of how to react. She did not want to move as she did not want him to pull away, her breathing grew shallow as her body trembled with his touch. She relaxes her body moving closer to him, her chest touching his, her muzzle remained with his. "All I desire is you" she said in a whisper moving her maw to nuzzle from his cheek to his lower neck. She gently swayed her tail with irritation that her desire for him was so high. She never pictured herself so crazy for another stag, but her statement was true, all she desired was him. She did not care to meet any other mares he brought to the herd, little interest in any foals he were to have aside from there own. In this moment all she wanted was his touch, every sentence that flowed from his mouth sounded perfect to the dun mare who's pelt started to blend in with the setting sun.
Sabé
OOC: ooo its getting steamy! :p and not a problem!
@[Chemdog]