i don't want your pity, i just want somebody near me
Litotes watches Kensa with an open and curious survey. The fear and shame he felt moments before melts underneath the warmth of her eyes. Kensa draws closer and he does not even notice, so lost in her gaze he is. Each of her eyes are like their own little glittering and golden suns - Lie is now merely a planet orbiting the endless amounts they have to give. A crippling sensation - goosebumps all over - he knows what is to come (a flash, not a premonition but an instinct, she awakens an instinct).
Kensa . . . Her name twists and spins and performs all kinds of majestic dances across Lie’s mind. A smile creeps lazily up his face - of course he did not ruin the lake for her (how silly of him to even think so).
Ripples form in the water as the dark girl dips her mouth in. The pale man’s heart beats just a bit faster with each approaching ripple. Kensa suddenly steps forward, breaking the ripples quick and smooth lines. Lie holds his breathe, praying that she cannot hear his chest pulsing like he can feel it in every single one of his nerves. Just a few steps further and -
She is there - all over - so close and all Lie can do is close his eyes and lean into her sugary scent. Her voice breaks his hypnosis, words so gentle that the stallion is not even startled. He opens his eyes and peers at Kensa for just a split moment, nearly convinced she had hung the sun and moon herself. He stops his racing thoughts abruptly by turning his head from her as she shuffles even closer. It takes everything in his power to not lurch away (he has not longed for the touch of another in . . . well, ever). Lie breathes in deep as he listens to Kensa, desperate to center himself, wishing he could drift under the water once again.
Head now turned slightly to the side, still not meeting Kensa’s gaze but nearly facing her, Lie smiles (nearly smirks), and says, “I haven’t seen you either.” Surprised at the flirtatious and supple lilt of his voice, the cremello stallion swallows quickly and runs with that confidence: “I’ve been here a few weeks, I suppose - time flows in and out when you’re alone for so long.”
Litotes’ heart is now beating so fast he thinks it may come flying from his chest. He shifts his body and swivels his neck so that he may fully face Kensa, searching for the gaze that sent his mind asunder. They are so close now - one misstep and they may tumble into each other. Lie cannot help but smile again, his ears perked forward and at full attention.
“What about you, Kensa? Have you been here long?” he rumbles, voice soft and masculine, almost sounding as if the questions are mere placeholders for something else - poorly designed masks for the desire that roiled within. He leans forward a miniscule amount, so that their muzzle may be centimeters apart, wondering if she will draw away like his mind was screaming for him to do.
guess i'm a coward, i just want to feel all right
@[Kensa] wow she brings out so much lie muse......feel free to have her ignore his dumbass
