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Post by Crescent on Sept 6, 2005 3:37:38 GMT -5
[[ he tightened his hoof around the hood of the mare haha cute typo  ]] Twilight turned her head coyly away as he called her beautiful. It was a compliment she didn't hear as often as she might have liked. She was wondering how she could be so charmed by this stallion. She tried to clear her head. What was she doing? But when he continued talking about powers and responsibility, she swallowed and smiled to him just a little. He understood! Then perhaps it had not been a mistake to tell him after all. Perhaps he wouldn't tell anyone else. It would be a secret, and she wouldn't need to move again because of a crowd of ponies gathering round her house every day, wanting wishes. He leaned a bit closer, his body language not entirely cooinciding with his words, "You can help others."Twilight swallowed again, her deep purple eyes fixed on his sunset ones. She felt all the beauty of the sunset was there, in those eyes, and she somehow, for a moment, felt herself very powerless indeed, and as though she was here the lesser in magic. She did not quite understand the feeling, as he had himself said he was but a common stallion, but she did not remain to dwell on this. His charm was overpowering her natural instincts, appealing on the loneliness in her heart. She was vulnerable and ripe prey for anyone willing to use her weakness in their advantage. "I... yes," she whispered. "I have tried." Her eyes strayed away, down, and she swallowed again. "I try... but the wishes I grant... often have a price." She looked at him again. "Most don't think their wishes through to the end, and they will regret. But it is very difficult to undo a wish, if not even... impossible." She swallowed again. She wanted to warn him that there might be repercussions, ones she couldn't always predict. |
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Post by Jewel on Sept 6, 2005 17:43:15 GMT -5
[[whoops!  lol. Nearsightedness + late night typing, lol]] Glasye revelled in the feeling of even the subtlest dominance. It was what he did best, the position he most enjoyed. The stallion was an artist of deceit--the way his charm could snake into the mind and body of those most vulnerable, and even those of stronger will. He caressed and cradled his victims right into submission, whether they knew it or not. And eventually, many times, their will became his. Glasye took no sides, held allegiance to no others.. he was always on his own side, and only held allegiance to what he desired at that moment in time, only fought for his own benefit. "I try... but the wishes I grant... often have a price.""Does not everything we do, at any place in time, have a consequence?" He said rhetorically, becoming again the kind gentleman. To demonstrate, he touched his large hoof surprisingly delicately to the surface of a small pool of water gathered before them at the shore of the river. Through the smooth current, ripples could he seen spreading outward. "Can you think of anything, Twilight, more beautiful and pure than a new foal?" The stallion smiled, and inwardly cringed. He felt as if sugar were pouring from his mouth. Look, mare, just say yes, then we can get down to the... more important business.Glasye broke her gaze for a moment to shake out his golden-orange mane, which shimmered like a citrine jewel in the waning sun. You know you want me. |
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Post by Crescent on Sept 7, 2005 1:06:02 GMT -5
[[lol - meloves Glasye!]]
Twilight smiled to the stallion as he spoke, seeming to understand so well. She looked at the ripples that mingled into the big stream. Yes... that was how all actions were. They caused an immediate effect in their surroundings, which then mingled with the larger picture, and flowed away with time. Eventually the ripples might come to nothing - or change some very important small detail, which would then change the very world. Yes. She had seen it in the stars often, how one small deed led into another, and another...
"Can you think of anything, Twilight, more beautiful and pure than a new foal?"
Twilight nearly cringed, but not for the same reasons as him. She looked at him, a great sorrow in her deep purple eyes. His charm still worked on her, but this time it struck a different chord in her heart. A chord of longing for something else than the mere closeness of a stallion.
The desire for a foal of her very own.
"I..." Her voice broke off, and tears gathered in her eyes. She pulled her face away and wiped her tears into her hooves, burying her face into her hooves. She daren't look at him. "No, there is nothing more beautiful and pure than a foal," she said very quietly from the safety of her hooves. "And I would be happy to give your friend that, if I can. Forgive me my tears. I just... cannot think of foals without remembering how void of them my own life has been."
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Post by Jewel on Sept 15, 2005 22:01:32 GMT -5
"And I would be happy to give your friend that, if I can. Forgive me my tears. I just... cannot think of foals without remembering how void of them my own life has been."
Glasye didn't answer right away, as if the thought hadn't already occured to him. "Perhaps," He said quietly, using all of his willpower not to speak in his cocky nature, "Perhaps we can help each other, then."
The orange stripe's sunset eyes peered with a hypnotic quality into the unicorn's own lavendar eyes. He remained fixed upon her for a few seconds, slowly tilting his toward her as if to give her a kiss. Instead, he briefly looked away, to the river, then back to her. "Just think, Twilight.. you could give life to two foals, and finally have one of your own." He looked deep into her eyes, "Is that not what you have always wanted?"
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Post by Crescent on Sept 18, 2005 3:43:31 GMT -5
"Perhaps," He said quietly, using all of his willpower not to speak in his cocky nature, "Perhaps we can help each other, then."
Twilight blinked several times as she raised her head from her hooves and looked at him, her heart fluttering in her chest. What... what could he mean? She felt she knew and didn't dare to guess at the same time.
The orange stripe's sunset eyes peered with a hypnotic quality into the unicorn's own lavendar eyes. He remained fixed upon her for a few seconds, slowly tilting his toward her as if to give her a kiss. Instead, he briefly looked away, to the river, then back to her. "Just think, Twilight.. you could give life to two foals, and finally have one of your own." He looked deep into her eyes, "Is that not what you have always wanted?"
She felt herself enchanted by his words, she was now inside a spell, and all in the world that existed were his sunset eyes, the glorious sparkle and shimmer of his orange self, and the way in which he wrapped his presence around her intoxicated the mare who had not known love of a stallion upon her - ever. She was more than willing to interpret his words just as he wanted her to. Twilight's breathing came in little breaks as he leaned closer. Her nostrils widened as she took in his scent, and his words made her head spin.
She didn't know what she was saying anymore.
"But we have not even dated... we only just met..." her sensible side whispered through her lips, but they were mere words in the air. Her body was shivering for the sheer thought of his strong touch on her - and she realised she was disappointed that he had not already kissed her.
[[oh - we probably should add the PAARS marking to the beginning of the thread; Twilight didn't use to have PAARS before she met him]]
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Post by Jewel on Sept 27, 2005 18:52:56 GMT -5
The orange stripe was steadily feeding off of the mare's seduction. The more she bent to his will and the more his charms worked on her, the more empowered he became. Soon his thoughts were running on a single track.
"But we have not even dated... we only just met..."
"You know what they say," Glasye said softly, with a bit of charm, "Good things happen over time, but great things happen all at once."
The stallion leaned his muzzle to Twilight's head, breathing in her ear as he spoke, "If your home is nearby, perhaps we can go and.. talk some more.."
Talk? Yeah Right. Let's just cut to the chase, huh?
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Post by Crescent on Sept 28, 2005 1:56:22 GMT -5
"You know what they say," Glasye said softly, with a bit of charm, "Good things happen over time, but great things happen all at once."
She felt she should have had an objection to that. But there was none. Her breathing was even more irregular now.
The stallion leaned his muzzle to Twilight's head, breathing in her ear as he spoke, "If your home is nearby, perhaps we can go and.. talk some more.."
Twilight shivered and closed her eyes, letting the wonderful feeling of his warmth on her run along her spine to the root of her tail and back flushing in her head again. She was beginning to feel nearly dizzy.
"Yes..." was the only thing she could say, and then she pressed her muzzle against his neck, and concentrated on her magic. Breathing slowly in and slowly out, she allowed her special, star-powered winking powers envelop them both, until they were but a cloud of glimmer and sparkle in the shape of ponies, and then not even that, as they vanished from sight.
Soon, in a little cottage not far from there, the two ponies reappeared, in another glimmer of stars. They were now lying on the floor of Twilight's living room, and Twilight opened her eyes and drew her head back a little shyly, looking at Glasye. She was about to say something, but the look on his sunset eyes caught her breath.
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Post by Jewel on Sept 28, 2005 2:16:42 GMT -5
Glasye was a bit startled by the unexpected flight with the mare. He did enjoy it however, feeling his body transport such through time and space. It was a very unique sensation, to say the least.
One look into Twilight's eyes, and Glasye's desire took over him. He had waited long enough, and wanted the reward of his labor. He kissed her first softly, then more eagerly as his passion grew. Talk is cheap anyway..
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Post by Crescent on Sept 28, 2005 2:22:23 GMT -5
[[haha omg how I love him! I'd so let him seduce me too ]] Twilight's eyelids closed involuntarily as Glasye pressed his lips onto hers, and she forgot about anything she might have been about to say. Her body bent under his touch, to any direction he might wish to take it, and she answered the kiss eagerly. That single touch sent electricity-like emotion all through her. She had not kissed with a stallion in years. Had she ever? She seemed to recall some instance, long ago, but it seemed like it was another life. She had lived alone for so long. But she was not frigid. On the contrary. There had always been much passion beneath the quiet and calm exterior, and now the mare let it all free. She wrapped her hooves around his neck as the kiss became more intense, and had all but forgotten about any thoughts of chastity or prudence. She wanted him to touch her. More. |
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Post by Jewel on Sept 28, 2005 2:52:18 GMT -5
Glasye had no hesitation in leaping into the throes of passion as if he were a rogue stallion having sought out the first mare to make his own herd. Though he didn't plan on seeing the pink mare after the incident, for that moment, she was his. His for pleasure, his for the taking, and he wouldn't have had it any other way. Glasye easily led the way to fulfilling his insatiable desires.
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Post by Crescent on Sept 28, 2005 3:08:37 GMT -5
[[*cough* tactful fastforward to "after" in Twilight's bedroom]]
Twilight had never had such a ride before, to put things delicately. She lay on the bed, her eyes closed, her breath becoming slowly steadier. It felt as though the entire starlight sky would have been dancing in her head. She wasn't completely sure of which way was down and which were up - nor was she absolutely certain of where the Sunset Stallion exactly was at that moment.
A smile lingered on her lips.
"Glasye...?" she murmured quietly.
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Post by Jewel on Sept 28, 2005 3:20:17 GMT -5
"Glasye...?"
The stallion stirred beside her, obviously not the worse for wear. He was only more noticibly relaxed than before, and donned a purely satisfied smile, which he struggled to keep from being a smirk.
"Yes, m'lady?" He smiled, looking over toward her with a bit of a sparkle in his eye. A sparkle which for him meant the achievement of one goal, and his soon to be achieving the next.
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Post by Crescent on Sept 28, 2005 3:26:20 GMT -5
Twilight's heart stirred at the sound of his voice - it still affected her, though the sharpest edge of its charm had smoothed off a little at the fulfilment of her lust. She opened her eyes and turned to seek him with her eyes. Once finding his face, she rolled onto her side and held her head against the pillow, looking at her from behind half closed eyes, a rather sensual expression on her face.
"That was really something," was all she was able to say at first. She had never met a stallion like this. Her heart was flying. She wasn't even thinking that she had jumped into this. Somehow, with this stallion, it was all about pleasure.
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Post by Jewel on Sept 28, 2005 22:29:37 GMT -5
"That was really something,"
Well of course! You were with ME, babe! Glasye grinned, and his voice rumbled in a purring fashion in his throat before forming words, "Mm I agree.." He reached forward and caressed Twilight's face and neck, staring into her violet eyes almost in the manner that a lion stares down its prey.
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Post by Crescent on Sept 29, 2005 7:42:14 GMT -5
Twilight felt as though she melted into a puddle. But it was a nice kind of puddle. She felt indeed as though she was with a lion - the King of Sunset. All the implications of that thought made her smile ever wider. Currently she had yet not returned to thinking sensibly. She could only enjoy his touch on her, and the capturing feeling of his eyes on hers. She could have stayed there forever...
And that was when she realised that she might not be allowed to. He had such power over her... she felt it must be his choice whether their paths would ever cross again - and still, it felt to her that she must see him again. That she couldn't possibly live without him. Exaggeration, perhaps, but a stimulated heart sometimes is like that.
"Will..." she licked her lips, nervous, "will I see you again?"
The question came out as a breath, a whisper. She was afraid to hear the answer.
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