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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [private]  You're not like anything I know or I've known| Mazikeen
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    Gale
    this is going to break me clean in two --
    this is going to bring me close to you



    Her growl accompanies the flaring of her markings, and Gale laugh-purrs a sound of unadulterated pleasure against her ear. He can feel it against his skin, feel it joining with his lightning, which flickers more rapidly - and much more brightly. The blackness inside her feeds the blackness in him, satisfying a hunger no less carnal than the way he moans against her ear or digs his claws deeper in her flesh.

    She binds her to him further, and Gale hisses in pain against her ear even as he bears down on her, as he holds her against him so tightly he considers never letting go at all. He is lost in the bliss of her body, of the magic, and for a time he is content to simply cling to her, to press long hot kisses against every bit of her he can reach and caring not that she marks him with blue.

    Only you, she says, and he knows without any doubt at all that she means it. “Only you,” he repeats, because there is none in this world or any other who might tempt and test him so. He shows her this, proves with his kiss and his murmured words until they are both breathless and satisfied.

    The morning sun creates a crown of light behind her head, and the red-orange embers of her eyes are bright in her shadowed face. Gale moves a strand of hair from her face, yawning as he does.

    “Come take a nap with me,” he says, becoming something that might more easily twine around a mate at rest. “Then we’ll have breakfast.”

    @Mazikeen



    current appearance: glowing perlino stallion with feathered quetzalcoatl forelimbs, lightning, and iridescent navy blue scarring


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    RE: You're not like anything I know or I've known| Mazikeen - by Gale - 07-04-2021, 12:56 PM



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