fill up a glass of tonic, rocks & gin; LightningBlueStar

[Nier]

I shut the door and turn all the lights out. And listen to all the songs that the night shouts. They go something just like this... So go fill up a glass with tonic rocks and gin and drink yourself to happiness. ____Nier listens, he is untimely in his gesture, but he rubs his muzzle along her jawline, caressing her, getting her attention, her eyes upon him. He was charming, the handsome steed, he spun golden words sometimes, but lured many in with promises, promises he kept with fingers crossed, promises he had no intention of keeping. This time, here back home in Beqanna, here, in his heralded, Gemstone Ridge, he was deciding if he would actually start promising things he could keep. Like come spring, he promised he would be a father to children that ran around the sand, dunk their heads into rock pools. He would promise to protect all the mares here with a sturdy hand and a keen eye. And he would promise nothing bad would ever happen to them here. The only thing he couldn't promise? was falling in love with every single one of them. It was a strange feeling, this bud broadening in his chest, it was a caring, warm feeling against his dead, cold heart. But it was not love. He felt love, it may have been the start of what love felt like, but he could not place it. So he settled where he was right now, in the warming embrace of Star, his teeth nibbling along her mane, digging into her neck, finding spots that would make her weak at the knees. "I was thinking of promises." he said in whimsy, cool and crisp, he kept his eyes fairly vacant, his teeth kept massaging her neck, nipping her mane, pulling her closer, closer until all he felt was her pulse rigid against him. "I promise come Spring, that I will be a father to many of my seed." he stopped then, withdrew his muzzle from her neck and found the side of her, he trailed along her stomach, tenderly, soft, as if barely touching, but he was, he placed a gentle nip on her ribcage then and proceeded to message her withers. "I promise that I will be a father figure to our children, and that if anything were to threaten you, or them, I will lay their heads upon tree branches to warn off the rest." he gave a laugh then, a toothy grin, trying to lighten what was a rather dark subject, he shook his head, draped his wing around her and pulled her close. "I was thinking of what the future holds." he paused, his eyes then went rigid, like steel, staring directly into Star's. "What our future holds." N i e r the winged, invisible demon of tyrael & amnesia, stalks the gemstone ridge with no one by his side