02-05-2018, 09:32 AM
I smiled down at Nightmare as she rested her head in my lap. My fingers working dutifully behind her pointy ears and through her long mane, part of which was draped over the length of my legs. The black gossamer curtains largely concealed if there were any prying eyes. They shone with millions of tiny gleams and twinkles, and swirling galaxies danced in them. The blankets crinkled slightly from where she and I sat. Like little rows of rocks jutting up from a purple sea.
My fingers ran through a waterfall of silky purple hair that almost seemed to meld into the color of the bed itself.
Nightmare Rarity's sapphire eyes parted leisurely, framed by the enchanting lashes that made them all the more striking.
She fixed me with a half lidded stare that was unreadable for a few moments before suddenly lunging at my lips to snatch them passionately in her own. My hands gently clenched around locks of her mane and my arms pulled her upper frame closer to mine, soft black fur sending the oh so familiar but equally wonderful tingles down my arms.
With her on top of me I comfortably fell back onto the plush pillows.
Nightmare looked down on me now, that all embracing glow in her eyes that I had so ecstatically looked into for nearly four years now. It was an embrace of not just my physical form, but my very soul. Just as I eternally embraced hers.
No matter how many times I looked into them, it was always fulfilling. Joyous to comprehend. It would never end.
She is my Nightmare, my Queen. Always.
My fingers ran through a waterfall of silky purple hair that almost seemed to meld into the color of the bed itself.
Nightmare Rarity's sapphire eyes parted leisurely, framed by the enchanting lashes that made them all the more striking.
She fixed me with a half lidded stare that was unreadable for a few moments before suddenly lunging at my lips to snatch them passionately in her own. My hands gently clenched around locks of her mane and my arms pulled her upper frame closer to mine, soft black fur sending the oh so familiar but equally wonderful tingles down my arms.
With her on top of me I comfortably fell back onto the plush pillows.
Nightmare looked down on me now, that all embracing glow in her eyes that I had so ecstatically looked into for nearly four years now. It was an embrace of not just my physical form, but my very soul. Just as I eternally embraced hers.
No matter how many times I looked into them, it was always fulfilling. Joyous to comprehend. It would never end.
She is my Nightmare, my Queen. Always.