Slightly, he can sense a reservation. It is not enough to move her, but it lingers in the coil of her refined muscles. So he lingers, unmoving once his hoof falls.
His inquiry has her mind reeling and soon she finds words, a girl who loves her island, a girl who loves the sea. He smiles at this admittance. The stallions silver eyes finding truth within the depths of her eyes, that this is true. "See... You are more than what you realize, Mosrael," his voice smooth and slightly satisfied. But there is a thirst inside him. A want. A need.
Passion. Lust. Admiration.
It comes in many forms, this feeling that is burning his insides. A feeling that for too long has gone unsated. It wasn't the need to procreate that he wanted. It was the need to feel loved by another. One that was not bound to him by family ties. Though he does not truly know if the one before him held the same genetics. The purple specks scattered across her hide suggested the possibility, but he feels they are by chance alone.
Senses begin to find her allure unforgiving. A sweet fragrance flooded his nasal cavities amidst the scent of the sea. At that moment, she was one with her beloved ocean and his eyes close to relish in the moment.
He had lingered long enough, and upon opening his eyes once again, he finds hers searching his. His name and title sat delicately on her tongue, tempting his next movement. Lavender lips reach out slowly to brush along the arch of her neck. Trailing down the strong muscle there lightly. Ever aware of her body language in case he had overstepped some boundary. He feels though, that uncertainty has faded from their existence here together. Tucked away in a desolate section of the isle. No one would find them here, together.
@[Mosrael] leaving it open here in case she has second thoughts about going down this rabbit hole XD