05-14-2020, 09:53 AM
It was satisfying to feel the tangled muscles ease beneath his touch, to hear her sigh as they did. He chuckled at her instruction. If that was all it took to keep her happy, he'd gladly oblige. Anything to keep the lines of worry from the corners of her mouth, to keep the hunted look from her eyes.
When she turned to him, his expression went sheepish. He hadn't meant to shake away the little peace they'd been building, but she had read more into that one sigh than he'd meant for her to. With a meditative look in his eyes, the stallion set his chin to rest in the hollow of her back, the warmth between them all the more notable with water cooling their skins.
A flicker of a smile wavered on his lips. She was ready, always, for the next challenge. A warrior in every way, and if there was anything he knew about warriors, it was that they chafed when there was no war. As much as they spoke of "normal" and "safety", it would get old for her very quickly.
He kissed the arch of her withers gently, before nodding in his deliberate way. "Yes," was his simple answer. "As long as there are horses who want different things, there will not be lasting peace. But-" he hesitated, lifting his head to move alongside his mate once more. "That doesn't mean we have to be at the center of it when that peace does break."
His gaze sought out her darker one. The stresses of war had brought them together, it was true. They had also torn them apart. It was a risk he found himself unwilling to take a second time around. He wasn't sure he could survive it.
@[Warlight]
When she turned to him, his expression went sheepish. He hadn't meant to shake away the little peace they'd been building, but she had read more into that one sigh than he'd meant for her to. With a meditative look in his eyes, the stallion set his chin to rest in the hollow of her back, the warmth between them all the more notable with water cooling their skins.
A flicker of a smile wavered on his lips. She was ready, always, for the next challenge. A warrior in every way, and if there was anything he knew about warriors, it was that they chafed when there was no war. As much as they spoke of "normal" and "safety", it would get old for her very quickly.
He kissed the arch of her withers gently, before nodding in his deliberate way. "Yes," was his simple answer. "As long as there are horses who want different things, there will not be lasting peace. But-" he hesitated, lifting his head to move alongside his mate once more. "That doesn't mean we have to be at the center of it when that peace does break."
His gaze sought out her darker one. The stresses of war had brought them together, it was true. They had also torn them apart. It was a risk he found himself unwilling to take a second time around. He wasn't sure he could survive it.
@[Warlight]