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Post by zombise on Mar 11, 2015 23:32:53 GMT -5
[ Mallen | Bachelor Infantry | 198 words ]
He furrowed his brow at her comment, his esrs flicking to the side with amusement. His lip twitched ever so slightly with a small smirk, his eyes rolling back to glance at her. It was true, it felt like the only purpose for their existence now was royally pissing eachother off. He quriked his brow at her laughing, staying silent for a bit, his gaze boring deep into hers, before allowing himself to chuckle lightly as well. He approached her again, his tall figure looming over hers. He tipped his head slightly, examining the place his hoof had struck. Yes, that would leave a mark.
Mallen pursed his lips and stared down at her, narrowing his eyes at her long lashes batting over her bright purple eyes. "No, only you." He growled, his tone amused and voice deep, as he stepped away and shook out his coat. The salty warm water sprayed from his dark coat, splattering the sand by his hooves and even a little bit landing on the mare. Throbbing rose from his leg and he glanced down at it, small red marks forming between the small white hairs. Well, at least they were even now.
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Post by thegoldenkitsune on Mar 12, 2015 0:01:30 GMT -5
Her laughter quieted down slowly and she simply breathed watching him as he came before her looking upon his handiwork she couldn't help but glance at her own. She smirked at the wounded leg, no doubt it stung a deep dark park of her wished it wouldn't heal or fade. As he spoke his own little confession she couldnt help but draw in a little breath with him being so close to her it made her shiver. And an unknown feeling bubbled inside her gut that she could not explain or truly recognize for now. Turning her head when he sprayed her with the water only to slowly get up unto her hooves.
Once up on her feet it was her turn to come closer while he was distracted approaching him she leaned in saying nothing only to gently brush against him as she walked pas flicking her tail with a smirk and she looked back at him but proceeded walking. The naughty mare of course was not heading quite in the direction of the herd but certainly inland.
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Post by zombise on Mar 23, 2015 22:51:28 GMT -5
[ Mallen | Bachelor Infantry | 202 words ]
He had looked away for only a moment, and that was his first mistake. He heard her soft hooves in the sand as she crawled up from the ground, but before he was able to register the movement behind him, she was suddenly upon him. Their coats brushed ever so slightly, sending a tingling shiver down his spine. His ears flicked to the side as he lazily bent around to snap at her. Missing horribly, of course, he wasnt even trying. His eyes followed her, his front hooves crossing slightly as he watched her with satisfaction. Was she finally conceding? Going back without a fight?
Of course not. His brow furrowed and ears flicked back as she started to walk in almost the opposite direction of the herd. That would simply not do.
Taking a few bounding steps to catch up to the golden mare, he slid to a stop in front of her and forced his forehead against hers; her curly forelock smushing into his lack there of. "Where do you think you're going?" He asked, taking several steps forward to push her back into the right direction. He snorted and rolled his eyes. Mares, he scoffed to himself. So difficult.
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Post by thegoldenkitsune on Mar 23, 2015 23:22:06 GMT -5
Pandora chuckled as she heard him snap while she was walking, she oh so loved getting the best of him in her own ways even when he thought he won. Continuing her graceful slow walk to wherever she planned on going before she came face to face with Mallen, quite literally it turned out staring him in the eyes. She snorted as he pushed her back, he was definitely strong and on the sand she had no footing to fight him. Pulling back from him she smirked lifting her head up "I was walking, after all your here.... the rules say I have to be accompanied by a stallion, I figured even your small brain would get the hint"
Moving slightly around him as she got that wicked gleam in her eyes as she tone became low and welcoming, she was a wicked little actress when she wanted to be. Looking at Mallen through her lashes as she strut right back up to him and intimately touched his muzzle with her own, teasingly tracing along the underside.
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Post by zombise on Mar 23, 2015 23:44:19 GMT -5
[ Mallen | Bachelor Infantry | 269 words]
Mallen held his head up slightly, looking down upon the mare with rolled eyes and an amused, placid frown upon his lips. He was used to her petty insults and attempts to make him angry. He could admit, it made his skin crawl every time she opened that pretty little mouth of hers. But he couldnt let it show, not all the time anyways. That would just give her satisfaction. He took in a deep breath, his lungs filling with the salty sea air as it suddenly fell silent between them once more as he had chosen to not respond to her comment. She was right actually, he couldnt turn her in for that. Not while he was there.
He closed his eyes slightly as she turned around, only to be sprang back open when he felt her soft muzzle pressing against his. His breath caught in his throat as he looked down at her with narrowed eyes. What is she playing at.. His muzzle twitched as she traced his jaw line, his skin pricking at every spot she touched. He slowly exhaled, pulling away ever so slightly and sinking his head down to her level. They hovered mere centimeters from each other, the warmth of their closeness circling the small space.
"What would make you think that i would accompany you? I can easily say you were running." He breathed, his voice low and barely audible. It was a rather ridiculous thing to say, but he wasnt focused on the words. He was more focused on trying to figure out what the hell the mare was playing at.
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Post by thegoldenkitsune on Mar 23, 2015 23:53:33 GMT -5
She took it as a good sign that he didn't hit or nip her right away for getting so close, he could be a mean bastard when he wanted to. Not going to remind him about any of the laws above that course for those to be in affect he would have to go to the leader for permission. She doubted he would want to travel down that road though, it would probably end up getting them both killed. Giggling softly as he spoke looking at him still with those damned magenta pools that betrayed little but her burning desire. Thought her brain urged her to stop other things were in affect that caused her to press on.
It was so easy she was just the right height to move in even closer, to snake her head under his in a slow fluid motion "oh now... what would be the fun in that Mallen? you know our games are best played without outside help" chuckling as she tilted her head up to whisper softly in his ear "Admit it.... you just love to punish me~"
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Post by zombise on Mar 24, 2015 22:45:26 GMT -5
[ Mallen | Bachelor Infantry | 199 words ]
The stallion snorted a scoff, his eyes rolling as he looked at her with a smirk twitching at the edge of his lips. His blood ran cold as she slithered beneath his neck, her lips brushing softly against his ear and tickling them as she whispered softly. He could feel her warm breath against the inside of his ears, causing them to twitch and suddenly flick back. He narrowed his eyes and chuckled, dipping his muzzle down and running it along her neck. He pressed his nose into her jawline and sighed, turning his eyes up to meet her deep purple orbs. "You dont know how much i wish i could kill you." He muttered into her neck, his teeth pressing into her skin slightly before he suddenly latched his teeth across her throat. He applied pressure, but only enough to really scare her. After a moment or so, he released her, his tongue lingering against her skin before he pulled away with an irritated huff. A chill ran through his body at the sudden absence of the mare's warmth. "Too bad it would be too obvious if i did it now." He sighed, his tone soft and wistful.
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Post by thegoldenkitsune on Mar 24, 2015 22:58:32 GMT -5
This was easy, it was fun... she could even feel his heartbeat match hers as she was so close to him. If someone were to spot this from afar it would deceivingly look like a innocent couple sharing a moment. Course that was not the case here, especially seeing his reaction to her teasing. When he spoke her whole body shivered feeling him touch her, it was disgusting but intoxicating. Thinking nothing truly wrong till her bit down upon her throat effectively choking her for a moment. The look on her face was priceless and the second she could she escaped him.
Standing before him panting as she glared at him before her fire died down and there was nothing but pure cruelty in her eyes as she smirked "That didn't stop that one stallion now did it? from killing your mate..." she was swinging low, and she didn't care it was like she was almost begging him to hurt her the twisted creature.
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Post by zombise on Mar 24, 2015 23:23:58 GMT -5
[ Mallen | Bachelor Infantry | 293 words ]
He watched her from the corner of his eye, curiosity raising as he awaited her reaction. The look upon her features made him snicker under his breath, but it quickly dropped when she brought up the death of his beloved. It hadnt been long. Two years, but the wound was still deep. It could be argued that he took the pain out on Pandora, but there came a time when she stepped too far. And this happened to be one of them. He could feel his blood boiling in his veins and his heart beating hard against his chest. Anger reached his gaze as he whipped around to look her straight in the eyes, holding daggers against her cruel eyes.
He suddenly lunged at her, digging his shoulder into her chest as he pushed her to the ground again. Sand flew from his hooves as he slammed them into the ground on either side of her head, his hoof just clipping the edge of her ear. Lifting one hoof, he pressed it into her throat and leaned some of his weight into it. Once again, just enough to scare her. He brought his muzzle down, teeth gritted together as he took and released deep breaths, puffing cold air right into her face. "That stallion was weak, and unicorns help him if i ever find him." He almost shouted, his voice cracking and shaking slightly as he tried to keep himself under control. "And dont you ever bring it up again either, as they wont help the pathetic likes of you. I will make you suffer." He growled, pressing more into her throat. His eyes were near slits, his brow furrowed low over them. Pain, anger, disgust, it all was clear on his features.
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Post by thegoldenkitsune on Mar 24, 2015 23:37:13 GMT -5
Pandora knew what she was doing, she had struck low to provoke a reaction and rub salt into the festering wound that was Mallen's heart. When he lunged she whinnied falling to the ground ready to shout at him until his slammed his hooves down, her ear shot with pain so much so that she had to hold back a scream. Not like she could scream when she felt the hoof upon her neck, pushing down. Eyes wide and struggling to take deep breaths when he bent low her face was quite scared, in a panic. It was as he went on that such emotion slowly faded and the vindictive little mare she was, she smiled. She had the gall to smile at him and it wasn't her usual cocky one, it was something else.
The look in her eyes was tempestuous as best, until she used her meager vestiges of breath to croak out softly in that same low tone from before "Good... all you do is cause me pain. why change now? when... you and I... both know... we like it"
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Post by zombise on Mar 24, 2015 23:52:13 GMT -5
[ Mallen | Bachelor Infantry | 176 words ]
Watching her struggle made his skin crawl, in a good way too. It felt good to have the life of his enemy right beneath his hoof and she couldnt do anything about it. His neck curled as he watched the tempting smile spread across her features, his own following. Her gasps made him chuckle and he removed his hoof only to strike her across the cheek, just barely enough to draw a small string of blood. He watched it trickle down her golden coat, his narrowed eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "If its more pain you want, its pain you'll get, darling." He chasised with a deep growl. Dipping his muzzle down he brushed the blood from the small cut tenderly, as if he were pretending to care. He did care, to an extent. Why would he batter up his favorite play thing too much? Why give her what she wanted, when she obviously seemed to get off on it. When he was soft, he could toy with her. Give her just a little, but not enough.
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Post by thegoldenkitsune on Mar 26, 2015 21:22:28 GMT -5
Its was heart pounding, anger, hatred, loathing, passion... Giving a small whinny at being struck breathing heavily. Snorting when he called her darling only incline her head as he brushed her wound. She had flinched when he bent down thinking that he was going to strike her or bite her. But feeling his soft touch left her confused more so then ever before, he was supposed to be the cruel bastard she half expected him to kick sand in her wound. Panting as she moved to struggle to get to her hooves as she looked at him ".... I am guessing you want to head back to the herd now don't you?"
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