Watch your step, jewel. [Suli]

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EZTLI.

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She was late. The King of the Mael paced back and forth, his head high upon his withers and his steps eager and rushed. The stallion's sides heaved roughly, and his mind was set on one simple thing: the light mare he'd held here for quite some time now. Capturing her, luring her to his home, was simple enough. She was a looker, simple as her coat was; and boy was she a ride! The stallion's flanks quivered as the sensation returned quickly through his body. He had to find her, she was late.

Another rough (and mildly irritated) call was sent to the skies, his head shooting up higher and his ears slamming to his head. She'd better get that fine ass of hers over here soon, or I'll wreck her harder this time. Snorting loudly, and grinning maliciously, Eztli slowed himself and pulled his legs inward so his movements were more controlled, more collected. His tail swayed from side to side, high in the air as he bounced about. You're dancing like a little colt, he thought to himself humorously. Well, he had a reason to be all jumpy: That 'Suli' mare was simply amazing. He couldn't say it enough, really. Her coat, her eyes, her body -- That ass... A huff exploded from his throat, rough and short.

Perhaps it was the strange stuff he'd found earlier that day (he couldn't even tell what it was!), but he was abnormally excited about seeing his mare and doing the routine dance he did with all of his other mares. Suli was just.. special. She was different, and he liked her the most out of the herd. Wonder when the mare'll fall pregnant, another huff and a whicker that echoed along the walls of the cliffs and into the chambers was released. With a light toss of his head, the dark stallion stopped prancing and stood proudly, arching his head before swinging it out in a theatrical motion and calling to her once more: "Oh Suli, where are you, dear?" A sly smile crept along his face.

ooc; Eztli = something else. xD;

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That voice struck a fear through her that she had not felt before. Everything about the stallion that had stolen her made her quiver in fear. Her body felt cold at just the thought of him and what he had already done to her. Had he not already had enough? He’d played his games and had his fun with her during the time she had been with him. But it appeared he was not satisfied yet, and Suli couldn’t help but think that perhaps he never would be.

Dropping her head a little in submission, she slowly made her way towards his call. She had fallen so low in the past couple of months. When once, for a brief time, she was a queen, now she was a slave. Or, at least she felt like one. A slave to the male’s unstoppable urges. If someone had told her that she would be in this situation a few years ago, she would not of believed them. Life used to be so good. Sure, she’d be a reject of society, but it was still a happy life more or less. She had also had Falcon for part of that time. He had been everything to her since the day she had met him. He had saved her life and stolen her heart. What did he think happened to her now, though? Did the love of her life think she was dead? Or that she had abandoned him? The latter was probably worse. She wanted to go back to him, to tell him that she had not left willingly. But fear kept her firmly planted to these lands, and the fact that she wasn’t sure of the way out just yet.

“Oh Suli, where are you, my dear?”

He called again. Ears dropped back at the sound of his voice echoing off the rock around her. “You rang?” she said, finally coming upon him. She attempted to make her voice sound tough to hopefully give him second thoughts, but she had never been good at such a thing.

NOTES: eh
WORD COUNT: eh
MUSE: Good, but the writers block kills.
VOICE: Will update when I find one : P

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EZTLI.

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Oh Mother, finally, the stallion quivered at the sight of her approaching, her steps and walk enticing him more and more the nearer she got. He smiled more and more, lifting his tail and lashing it at the air before she ended up before him. The size difference wasn't a wonderful match, but Eztli was far from caring about that. "You're late," his rough voice washed out toward her, his eyes gleaming and his body continuing to quiver. The sensation continued growing and growing. His withers shuddered. Eztli snorted lightly before moving forward and snaking his neck around to her hips, breathing lightly as he poked around in areas a mother would never allow her foal to witness. His devilish smile grew more and more, along with the quivering spasms in his body. Lashing his tail again, the brutish beast huffed roguishly before returning his head to look at her. "Good, no other stallions have seen you." There was satisfaction, sure. She didn't leave, nor did she allow herself to be taken by anyone other than him. "Such dedication," he cooed darkly, raising his head for a moment before he brushed his neck roughly against hers, pushing his nose into her chest and mouthing her skin lightly.

His sight was going a bit in and out at times, but he didn't really notice. Eztli was drunk with Suli, and Suli alone. Snorting roughly, the King nudged her cheek before kicking his hind leg at his stomach; the flies were irritating him some. "I suppose that'll excuse you from the punishment of being late to my call, dear. But don't do it again. You're my favorite, but I will must hold the rules to heart; they are sacred." He lifted his head away, shaking it in a rough nodding fashion, agreeing with himself wholly as though it was an unwritten rule of morality and goodness.

The stallion tossed his head lightly before moving toward her, kicking lightly at her sides with his forearms, smirking all the while. "It's that time again, you know." His smile widened, dark and malicious. However, something stopped his movements. A moment passed before the stallion was smiling ear to ear, chuckling roughly to himself. He paused then, completely silent, nothing on his mind but the immediate thought that strunk him. Lifting his nose, and speaking in a somewhat suggestive voice (not authoritative or rough, but... asking. It was still more a demand, though, than anything. "W-walk for me, would you? Walk down the path before you, about seven or so paces, and then hurry on back." He sneered. "Oh, and lift your tail and put a bounce in your steps, dear."

Rudely, the King stared at her rear end smiled all the while, thinking darkly to himself. That ass, He held back a childish whinny toward her. God, she's so fine. Mm! He pushed his nose in the air, toward her, permitting her to walk. "Remember to bounce!" The smile never left. That mare was his, his, and he could wreck her as hard as he wanted. You're mine, jewel.

ooc; God, he's something else. xD;;;

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She wasn’t going to allow him to treat her the way he did. Today, right now, she would tell him off. Tell him to leave her alone and then make a run for it, and hope he didn’t chase after her. Today she would-

“You’re late”

“Sorry” she mumbled quickly. Ears dropped back and the whites of her eyes showed slightly. Hooves planted firmly to the ground. She was to scared to move at the moment. All plans of making a break for it swept out of her mind immediately at the very sound of his voice. God, couldn’t she grow a back bone? She wanted to kick at him, bite him, lash out in any way. Such violent thoughts were abnormal for a mare like Suli, but she couldn’t help them. Yet, no matter how angry she was with this horrible brute, she couldn’t bring herself to retaliate. There wasn’t much hope for the mare considering her size in comparison to his own. She had never felt so small in her life.

Her dedication was more like fear. An unyielding fear of the male. She was scared to displease him, dreading that if she did so, he would punish her. “I wont be late again” she blurted out, hardly having any control over her own, trembling voice. She would say anything to keep herself from his punishment. And maybe, just maybe, if she was good he would leave her alone for once. It wasn’t likely, though. Over the time she had spent with this brute, she had began to learn that he was rather greedy. At least, in her opinion. His greed for mares was something she detested. If only a mare would stand up to him in a way she wasn’t capable of.

"W-walk for me, would you? Walk down the path before you, about seven or so paces, and then hurry on back."
"Oh, and lift your tail and put a bounce in your steps, dear."

Eyes widened into saucers at the stallion’s request. She probably shouldn’t of been shocked by it though. Of course he would request such a thing. Why should she expect anything else from the likes of him? With a slight whimper, she forced her legs start moving forward, making sure to put that bounce in her step that he seemed to want so badly, and raised her head a little. However, she kept her tail down, hoping he would not notice that small detail. This whole thing was humiliating enough as it was. Save me she thought, hoping that perhaps Falcon would swoop in out of nowhere to rescue her once again. She wanted her knight in shining armor to come for her. She wanted him to sweep her away to safety. But as expected, nothing happened. He wasn’t here, and he probably never would be. Was she doomed to this existence? Such thoughts plagued her mind as she stopped a ways down the path. For a moment, she didn’t move. Instead, she stared down the rest of the path, wondering if it was the way out of here. She did not run though, and found herself turning back to her kidnapper.

NOTES: lol eztli XD
WORD COUNT: eh
MUSE: Good, but the writers block kills.
VOICE: Will update when I find one : P

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EZTLI.

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It was difficult (because she wasn't wholly cooperating) at first, but in the end the stallion was able to... fully admire the way she walked away from him. With a sick smile atop his face, Eztli snickered to himself. That is, before she stopped and turned to him. First, he was dumbfounded. Next, he felt a bit irritated. Snorting roughly, Eztli lifted his head and stared at the beautiful cream through slit eyes before calling to her. "Suli, why have you stopped?" The stallion whisked his tail along his hocks before moving closer to her, his sides quivering and his head flooding with thoughts and haze. All he could search for were her eyes this time though, pure curiosity seeping from his own face.

He came to her side, nudging her kind of roughly with his nose into her shoulder before snaking his neck to the other side of her chest (wrapping around, in that fashion) so that he could lightly pull at her skin with his lips. "C'mon Suli, you don't want to dance for me? Do you want to just get things going?" A dark smile crossed his lips as his throat rumbled. "I thought you weren't really like that, Suli. Guess I was wrong, guess I've changed you. Perhaps you now like all of this as much as I do." He smiled broader, pulling himself back and releasing his neck from around hers as he pushed his side against her own, watching her with curiosity.

"Come Suli, dance for me. Dance for me, or let me start our play. The choice is yours, my dearest jewel." Eztli backed up some more, but as he did so he pushed his shoulder into her hip, snickering more with a dark humor and fuming hormones. Either way, dearest Suli, we'll get to the play. I just find it more fun when you dance for me.

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Cant life just strike this brute down already? She wondered as he nudged her roughly, causing her to stumble just slightly to the side before she found his neck snaking around her. Suli was not violent, but she’d love if some rock came tumbling down from the cliffs above and crush Eztli. Maybe then she could get out of here. Then again, this area was a complete maze to her. For all she knew she could run off and end up wandering in an endless circle before dying of starvation or thirst. At least here she was alive. Tortured, but breathing. Somehow she managed to find the silver lining to just about everything. The mare was afraid he would bite her or worse, kick her. His words were teasing and cruel. She was sure they were meant to bring her down more. Though she didn’t feel as if she could get any lower than she already was. And although she was afraid of punishment, she did not speak to him. Her voice felt caught in her throat, to frightened to come out.

"Come Suli, dance for me. Dance for me..."

With her legs firmly planted in place, she stared ahead of her with a blank look, refusing to give any emotions away. She wasn’t going to play his games right now, and hopefully ever again if her determination staid in place. However, she knew it wasn’t going to stop him from doing what she knew he wanted most. All she could do was stand there, praying that by some miracle, things would go back to the way they were. That maybe this was all just a bad dream. Though as he shoved her hip with his shoulder, she knew she was indeed in a sick reality.

NOTES: lol eztli XD
WORD COUNT: eh
MUSE: Good, but the writers block kills.
VOICE: Will update when I find one : P

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EZTLI.

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"Well, someone's being stubborn today," There was mild irritation rimming his words, and the stallion circled around his mare twice before stopping where he'd started. "I guess we get onto the entertainment now, my dearest Suli" Grinning wickedly, the stallion pushed his shoulder into her side and wrapped his neck around hers before pulling lightly at her chest skin again, chuckling darkly and almost purring in his throat (the equivalent for horses). "Come to me, my dearest Suli," His eyes flashed, and that was the end of it. Somewhat quickly, Eztli half reared and pulled her under his body, calling harshly to the skies as he pushed to her and mounted his mare.

"You didn't want to dance for me Suli, this won't be as much fun" The stallion grit his teeth tightly as everything commenced, his muzzle extending and clenching onto her withers tightly, two forcibly becoming one in the reoccurring ritual of the King of the Mael.

ooc; yayyyyy fade into black! xD;;;

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