A snort erupts from Tunnel's onyx muzzle as Bardot’s teeth pinch at his inner thigh. She nips, over and over, a rhythmic plea, her lips grazing and teeth catching at his blue black skin. Tossing his head up he bites the curve of her rump, considering her flagging tail with a torturously thoughtful look. When his grey eyes cut back to her slitted golden ones, his name is a low demand on her lovely dark lips. Bardot insists, and Tunnel’s grey eyes darken, holding hers.
He still holds her gaze as he pivots, water splashing up around his hooves in a careless spray, his tail a wet, corded whip, lashing tempestuously. ”Bardot.” Chides the stallion in a low hard tone should her eyes wander from him, from the muscle-bound bulk of his frame. He pulls himself up onto her back, her tail brushing his belly, his thighs. Black hooves scrape her sides, dark mud from the shallow riverbed smearing against her flanks, her ribs. The delicacy of her beneath him surprises and thrills him. When he isn’t on top of her she is a force to be reckoned with but beneath him she is something else, something he wants to break and shelter all at once.
Tunnel pushes himself into her while she watches, making sure she sees the way he shudders with pleasure as he sinks swiftly into the lust-heated depths of her body. Beth and Jerry, stop chewing and stare from where they stand in the nearby meadow, astonished. Tunnel reaches forward, bites down on Bardot’s withers, sinking his teeth against flesh and bone and thrusts into her again, again, again until he feels her hooves slide on the pebbled bottom, until he summons a delicious enough sound from her to guide him. Releasing the little unicorn’s withers he pulls himself against her again grappling, pushing in deeply and biting her shoulder, more viciously cutting his teeth against her skin. The stallion rumbles in obvious pleasure, a groan falling against her bitten shoulder. He doesn’t think about accidental offspring, not now. One day he may even mount her with the intention of breeding his monstrous children by her but now all he desires is to bring her to her first shivering climax of the day.
“Is this what you wanted Bardot? Is this what you meant to beg me for?”
@Bardot
