06-22-2020, 06:58 PM
I believe I'd die if I only could
I sure feel strange, but it sure feels good
What, she didn’t strike like the viper she thought herself to be? He was exposing himself to her, literally, by opening up that vessel inside of himself which kept his blood moving and his eyes open. That which was the source of all their problems, as she accurately guessed. Where was her hissing now? Where was the spitting venom? Why was she taking a step back when, for everyone’s benefit, Starsin should be lunging toward him?
Bane waitied, painfully. A sick part of him was elated when the star-mare came forward again, her silver nose outstretched as if to test his limits. He held up well under the scrutiny at first, shivering gently from the raw feeling of her muzzle inspecting his bared flesh, thinking that at any moment it could be over and he would be free from the hell he’d trapped himself into. She could release him - and why not? Starsin, the steadfast pony who’d held rank and Sylva together for years and years… she was as good as any horse, and she was here right now to finish the job. She could take his burden if she wished and let him go to the ether where Wolfbane belonged.
The darkness of the void had swallowed his entire being a long time ago. She’d be doing everyone a favor, really.
Do it, he thought repetitively. Do it, do it, DO IT he wanted to scream, struggling to breath evenly through his gritted teeth. He closed his eyes and waited, half-torn between stopping her and embracing the inevitable. But nothing happened.
He opened his eyes, looked down at her in the svelte black of the night and saw, clearly, his blood stained on her lips. Just a taste. Starsin had only taken a small taste. “I thought not.” He spat at her and shifted in an instant, twisting in on himself like a horse-drawn sheet of paper only to unfold again as a black sparrow that darted off quickly into the cover of Syvla’s bloody canopy. “Where’s your fire gone, Starshit?” he mocked her, unseen, “Afraid of what Lepis might say?”
Bane waitied, painfully. A sick part of him was elated when the star-mare came forward again, her silver nose outstretched as if to test his limits. He held up well under the scrutiny at first, shivering gently from the raw feeling of her muzzle inspecting his bared flesh, thinking that at any moment it could be over and he would be free from the hell he’d trapped himself into. She could release him - and why not? Starsin, the steadfast pony who’d held rank and Sylva together for years and years… she was as good as any horse, and she was here right now to finish the job. She could take his burden if she wished and let him go to the ether where Wolfbane belonged.
The darkness of the void had swallowed his entire being a long time ago. She’d be doing everyone a favor, really.
Do it, he thought repetitively. Do it, do it, DO IT he wanted to scream, struggling to breath evenly through his gritted teeth. He closed his eyes and waited, half-torn between stopping her and embracing the inevitable. But nothing happened.
He opened his eyes, looked down at her in the svelte black of the night and saw, clearly, his blood stained on her lips. Just a taste. Starsin had only taken a small taste. “I thought not.” He spat at her and shifted in an instant, twisting in on himself like a horse-drawn sheet of paper only to unfold again as a black sparrow that darted off quickly into the cover of Syvla’s bloody canopy. “Where’s your fire gone, Starshit?” he mocked her, unseen, “Afraid of what Lepis might say?”
For this thread: Sex: M ◉ Appearance: Normal, Wingless ◉ Mood: Irritated
@[Starsin]
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