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11-03-2016, 09:40 PM
graasvoel
The last time on the beach had been a grand adventure. The behemoth of a vulture had flown beneath the waves; which not only had been a once-in-a-lifetime experience, but also had felt remarkably buoyant and refreshing on a all manly parts of the stallion. Even the simply sensation of seawater passing between his feathers had been delightful—even if it had taken a full two days of spreading them in the sun to fully dry the waterlogged appendages. Despite that, it had entirely been worth it. The reef had been a feast for the eyes.
So the thickly boned (and now, with the turning of the season, even thicker-coated) man leisurely strolled through the deep sand and came to stand alongside a dark, winged woman with strikingly electric blue markings ( @Ampere ). His eyes could not help but roam her amply athletic curves for a moment, before the rainbow glitter of glass made his sharp, raptor’s gaze jerk towards Kis and the Moon Goddess (who, also, got a long and lingering look over her sensual and feminine lines).
The shameless vulture then grinned—he quite liked these gatherings that seemed to be happening with increasing frequency. They were filled possibilities. So, a rouge grin crossed his bearded muzzle as his bright, red-and-yellow gaze sharpened back on the appealing mare alongside him, “Seems like we’re in for more excitement, heh?” His rough voice was colored with amused anticipation that he invited the mare to join in on—from the taunt and tense look on her face, it seemed like she needed some relaxing. His brows raised sightly, gaze lingering on her azure-marked face.
So the thickly boned (and now, with the turning of the season, even thicker-coated) man leisurely strolled through the deep sand and came to stand alongside a dark, winged woman with strikingly electric blue markings ( @Ampere ). His eyes could not help but roam her amply athletic curves for a moment, before the rainbow glitter of glass made his sharp, raptor’s gaze jerk towards Kis and the Moon Goddess (who, also, got a long and lingering look over her sensual and feminine lines).
The shameless vulture then grinned—he quite liked these gatherings that seemed to be happening with increasing frequency. They were filled possibilities. So, a rouge grin crossed his bearded muzzle as his bright, red-and-yellow gaze sharpened back on the appealing mare alongside him, “Seems like we’re in for more excitement, heh?” His rough voice was colored with amused anticipation that he invited the mare to join in on—from the taunt and tense look on her face, it seemed like she needed some relaxing. His brows raised sightly, gaze lingering on her azure-marked face.
Stands next to Ampere (perhaps unwisely flirting with her) and wait for something to happen.
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