Post by Trill Stalker on Aug 31, 2008 17:13:06 GMT -5
(Ok well you still have 'you' in your post instead of Zarian but... I will reply anyway, remember to read your post when you are done.)
Zarian
The Crazy Game
The Crazy Game
The mares sweet vocals carry to my twin zeniths her name. Dakota. Her calling was perfect for her I thought. It reminded me of snow falling from the sky and frost covered tree's; I didn't know why it brought those images but the depiction matched her light grey pelt. I cast a devilish grin as the femme speaks her next words, "it looks like I'm all yours then" they brought so many kinky images to my mind that I had to swallow hard to keep from drooling. "There was no doubt that you ever would not be."
Dakota turns her head and looks out over my land, in which I knew would become her new home even if she did not want it to be; but I highly doubted she would object. Her next vocals proved my hypothesis was true. "Dakota you are making me crazy." I literally felt like I was braking in two, one part of me wanted to jump on the gun and mate with her while the other told me to be gentle and take the time to get to know her.
She wants you The words slithered through my mind like a cold gust of wind. It also made up my mind. If the femme had wanted to get to know me then she wouldn't have been giving off the scent that was driving me to insanity and she wouldn't have been devoting herself to me.
Slowly I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath, as much as my light side hated doing this so quickly my dark side urged me to f*ck the mare till her eye's rolled back into her head. I nipped at her side lightly and took in her scent that had driven me crazy for so long. The next motions were all instinct, I mounted Dakota and dug my teeth into her weathers. In that crazy moment I didn't know weather or not I had broke skin but it was not on the top of my thinking list. It lasted about ten minutes, not all that long for my standards but then again the mare had been driving me clinically insane.
All four of my hooves touched and ground and I placed my neck over Dakota's back; I was breathing heavily myself but I still wanted to give the mare some comfort from the crazy ride.