Stand in the Rain.[no rape but a definite mate]

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/bg-1.jpg] [[So to get a jump start on my activity and allow others the chance to be equally active, I have decided that I am going to get my nuetral mare pregnant. Whether he's light dark or nuetral doesn't matter but I don't want her to be raped. Step on up to claim her.]] The wind swept her main in a gentle uprise before it once more fell to carress the long of her beautiful slender neck. The mare stood small at a petite 14.8' and yet she was the living embodiment of pride. Her head was held tall for her short stature and she appeared stronger she truly was. Her will was strong but the truth of the matter was that a small arabian mare like herself would have a great deal of trouble fighting off most stallions, and yet, here she was, in the most dangerous place that a lady of her situation could be in. She stood in an open meadow the aroma of her heat heavy upon her. She was three years of age and never before had she been to a place like this. She wasn't scared, or excited as most in their youth would be, no. She stood indifferent to the knowledge of what was or would be. She had come here for a reason and she knew that with her beauty and her lineage that any stallion would be slow to deny her what it was she wanted. She could wait, as many often did before choosing to conceive, but she had a longing in her heart to carry life within her. She always watched other mares with their children and longed for one of her own and now the time had come, now she would get her wish. Only with whom, she had yet to discover. With the sun lightly warming her back and the breeze gently cooling her face, she waited and watched and wondered. Soon the time would arrive and until than she would be patiently waiting for the right steed to approach.

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/background-1.png] Limbs moved with ease, ribcage falling and filling as lungs expanded with air. Fire eyes scanned the terrains, one couls say he was rather pissed, over the time. Most herd members, disappeared. Nonetheless, GhostLock himself had facd death itself after an infected wound turning into life taking. The once olid black brute was now a living breathing lava carrier all around Helladius. Its said he gave his complete soul to the devil, sparing his life, making him his personal ghost rider if you so called it. Now the brute walked with burning fire inside his own body. Holding a body temperature at a near 100 degrees, steaming hot.... But it was all fine and dandy with GhostLock, his heart was never fulling filled with love, his emotions were cruel. Though he was a gentleman all around, he was dark and wicked. Never to be trusted... Walking his lonely path, mind wondered from him, thinking of the foals, the lands, the herd.... her.... the only mare who had held a very important role in his life and finally... disappeared along with everyone else. Nostrils flared, pupils narrowed. Ghost had found himself within the lands of aroma sents. Snorting, nape arched, Throwing his front daggers into the air, coming down with a thud. Breaking into a trot, the brute looked for the mare, this scent was addicting, and the mare herself was sweet smelling, red orbs looked around before laying upon a bay colored equine, snorting harshly. GhostLock came to a slow hault, grin crossed against his lips "well well well, hello m'dear..." his lryics were of ice, cold yet collective. He would proceed to use his manners, as long as it lead to what he stood here for..

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/bg-1.jpg] Hair's prickled on the back of her neck as she heard the approach of another. Still she did not move to hide or run. She simply remained where she was as the eerie presence came ever closer. Something itched in the back of her mind like an annoying flee biting at her skin that just wouldn't go away. She had originally assumed that it was nervousness but as the stranger came into view she knew that it was natural instinct warning her to flee. She ignored the instinct and turned to face the one who had crossed her path. Her almond colored eyes widened only slightly before they vanished beneath her original calm so quickly one would wonder if they had ever seen it to begin with. Her eyes studied the stallions bodice with intensity although it could have been read as disregard beneath her never failing facade. The scrolled over the dark of his body noting the cracks in his flesh that glowed like a midsummer's eve campfire. The stench of burnt flesh weighed heavy on her nostrils. It was almost enough to smother her own aroma but she highly doubted that he had noticed, something must have lead him to her, right? She felt a warming sensation coming from the brute, heat washed over her when he opened his mouth to speak, or whenever an exaggerated exhale fell from his nostrils. 'Well, well, well, hello m'deary." His voice sounded cool and calm despite his fiery appearance. It was all to obvious to her that he was not a normal equine as was she, there seemed to be so few nowadays that didn't possess the once rare powers that were now seen more and more often. He could easily overwhelm her if he wanted but the fact that he had initiated speech boosted her confidence that he would not attempt to do something like that, which also told her he was still a gentleman despite his colors. A small smile crawled over her lips as he spoke. "Good evening." Voice like honey flowed past her jaws as she answered him in her soft lyrical tone. "Am I dear?" She asked slightly teasing in a filly like manner although everything about her said she had wisdom far beyond her years. Still flirting was fun, and she did enjoy her games. Her ears flickered as she turned her head dismissively awaiting his reply. She wondered exactly how hard she could make him scratch his head over her as she smiled inwardly.

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/background-3.png] Her aroma powered over his scents once more. Twin towers perked, switching back and forth as he listened to her honey like lryics, grin formed once more across is lips. "whatever you wish to be.." he hissed, gentle lyrics seemed to linger within the air before fire optics scanned he terrain. Ears perked, was the brute loosing his mind? It had been so long ago since he was within the lands for this very reason, that every noise sent the brutes emotions on a rampage... He had down claimed her body as his, there was no way anyone was coming between that. Orbs moved back to the mare, looking her over. Body temperature seemed to have rose as the heavily muscled brute took a few more steps closer towards her. Nape arched, nostrils flared as he stretched out his maw. Lungs filling up with more of her aroma. " my dubbing is GhostLock.." he paused for a moment. The name had sounded rather odd coming from his own lryics, nonetheless. It had been a while since he had introduced himself to another. Shaking his mind loose from thoughts, he finished "and your title sweetheart?" he asked calmly.

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/bg-1.jpg] She didn't move to avoid him as he came closer. She allowed the brute to move forward without rebuke so that he knew his chances were good. She knew why he was there, and he knew why she was there, and it was obvious that they would both get what they wanted in the end. She would allow this brute to spawn her child, yes, he seemed to have been birthed from good lines and he had a certain charm about him that was inviting to her more flirtatious side as well. She smirked as he told her that she was whatever she wished to be, mainly because, in this sense, he was very much correct. She could be a badass little girl, or a polite young lady. She could jump that line at any time she so desired and nothing would stop her as long as she was where or what she wanted to be. She was uncertain of how inviting she found the stallion to be but as she looked him over time and time again, the marks on his flesh that most would find disturbing, she found to be masculine and give him a ruggedly handsome edge that she couldn't quite place. Perhaps it was just the state of her body that was intoxicating and overwhelming her senses of judgement but at this point she couldn't care less. She doubted she would later come to regret it, he seemed respectable enough even if he was a dark stallion. She shook her long mane. "I..." She paused thinking about whether or not she should tell him her name, and than, disregarding it as useless information, answered him "... am Autumn Rain, Autumn if it pleases you." She said with a slight tilt of her cranium. "So Ghostlock... We both know why you are here, and why I am here, but tell me... Is there anything more you wish to gain from this..." She searched for a delicate way of putting it but found none, "...One night stand?" She said quite bluntly. That was her way of doing things, quick and to the point without any hesitation.

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/background-3.png] one night stand... he thought bout this, as if her name didnt even cross his mind. Though he heard her, autumn. was her name, a rather sweet name, a name with a melody to it, it seemed. Firey obs once more moved along her bodice, ears perked. flared nostrils snorted, stretching his nape once more, he pressed his lips against her shoulder. Taking in her normal scent. " one night stand..." he paused for a moment. "possibly, but we will keep in touch" retracting his nape. He stood tall " if you so wish to become a slave upon my lands, then so tell me. I just figured a young lady like yourself wouldnt care for being a slave" what?! was he serious?... seriously being nice and calm with her, never in this matter had he acted, GhostLock was all for slaves, though maybe it was the fact his herd at the moment was no where to be found, his heart was numb, unable to fill, and soon. Shed be the dame to yet another of his bloodline. Ghostlock smiled towards her "you can call this a one night stand. but this is the day where I claim you, if you so call it. Your bodice, your bloodline, your breath with forever belong to me after this moment." he paused "we will meet for the greeting of the young one, and we will stay in contact. you will be free to roam or join a herd if you please. but.." he stopped with a chuckle. This is where his leadership would soon come out, though his lyrics were still gentle to the ear, his mind was other wise. She was forever in his grip now, forever his broad mare. Never to breed with another without consequences. Or permission.... although, from her looks, acts, and everything else possibly. That didnt look like itd be a problem..

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/bg-1.jpg] She tilted her head as if considering what he had told her and whether or not she accepted the terms. She didn't much like being told what to do but with what she was asking of him it wasn't unreasonable that he had his own conditions. "Hmmm..." She exaggerated the noise wondering if her pondering was unsettling him. She tilted her head in the other direction, she had already made up her mind but she was simply toying with him now. "I suppose... Your terms are agreeable although I have now some of my own if you will hear them." She didn't allow him to respond for she would speak her mind either way. "After this child is weened from my milk if I so choose to leave this bond and," her gaze met his as though to emphasize her meaning "I am not saying that I will, but if I so choose to leave I may. You will have the option of keeping you heir or if he or she is not to your liking I will keep the youngling with me. If I do not choose to leave, if ever I should desire you again you will pleasure me as I have asked." She stated simply. She was pretty certain he would accept the terms as it was highly unlikely that she would ever have reason to want to break this pact. Still she did hope he would be reasonable. To place yourself so willingly to another's whims was not something that was easy for someone so free. She thought she could trust him but if things changed and he proved to be otherwise untruthful of his true colors, she would need a way out and that had to be understandable. It was now that she waited for his answer because it was his answer that would decide the outcome of their meeting and what it was that they gained from it.

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/background-3.png] He watched as she pondered away, not really bother. Though concerned a tad, his rules were his rules rather anyone liked them or not. Watching her, twin towers perked, listening to her honey like lyics as she spoke of her rules now. Crown bobbed up and down here and there as he allowed her to notice he was indeed listening. Mind pondered for a moment, should he?. should he play far and go by what she says, the thought of her possibly leaving wasnt a great idea for GhostLock... He wasnt to the lease bit pleased with that thought. He decided to finish listening to her, as she spoke of rather or not she wanted to leave, then bout the child, slightly grinning. He bobbed that crown of his once more lips parted, lryics began to seep out "your plans are acceptable.." lyrics faded. "only fair to grant what you wish as well" he paused. He liked the idea of the lil mares wisdom, and attitude. She would speak no matter what and he liked the idea of it.

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/bg-1.jpg] His response pleased her. The talk was over, their rules set, now it was just business. She dipped her head in response to his agreement. "So..." She didn't really no where to continue from here. She had never been touched in the manner she was about to be and the thought was slightly unnerving. She wasn't regretting her choice to let him give her a child only... Would it hurt? An unexpected amount of fear gripped her but she refused to let it seep through to her features. Why was she worried? Many others had done this exact same thing that she was about to do and none of them complained. She had never before feared the unknown but this was different. This was... No. She cut train of thought immediately. Dismissing her emotions with the swish of her tail. Her thoughts cleared with her throat as she opened her mouth to speak once more. "Are you ready to proceed? Or were you planning to postpone it for later?" She asked curiously her neck bowing with one flirtatious leg forward.

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/background-3.png] Although the visit between the two was nice, he needed to get back to the herd imminently before something was to happen. Grunting, the brute moved in closer, lips parted, lipping at her frank before perking his twin towers. "although the visiting is nice, I do have a herd to check up on m'dear" he hissed. Yawing, he would wait for her to give him the signal to continue, to do what he would do to give what she wanted. Though, he wondered, wondered bout this unborn foal which has just within the hours became a glimmer in his eye... Would he or she be wicked? strong? leader material... Would the foal be the imagine of its father, he was unsure, not regretting the fact it was with a light hearted dame, but would he be proud... he hoped. Looking towards the mare, awaiting .

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/bg-1.jpg] She nodded without complaint. She had assumed as much as him being a leader. He had that certain air about him. She swished her tail allowing her intoxicating aroma to reach him before winking and giving a nodding gesture. Her tail moved to the side and awaited him to proceed. Her mind cast about idly while awaiting him to mount and than, although a little less coherent while he proceeded and coming to a slight daze when he finished.(I figured we could fade it out in that manner XP) She waited for his next move. She didn't expect him to go back on his word but she was still going to wait and see if he would stay true to it and let her be on her way.

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/background-3.png] Taking care of the deal they both proceeded to agree to, the brute quickly dismounted with a grunt and thud beneath his daggers. Nape snaked around, lipping at her stomach as he looked at her limegreen]"where are your headings" he looked at her for a moment "id like to know.." he finished quickly before looking over his shoulders. Making sure the rustling noise behind wasnt nothing..(was fine with me)

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/bg-1.jpg] As he dismounted she swayed slightly from the sudden lack of weight. She fell somewhat to her right before catching herself with a wider stance after he lipped at her stomach which gave her an unnameable sensation. She chuckled lightly at her own clumsiness slightly embarrassed at her sudden lack of balance. She straightened slowly as an attempt to regain control over her numb limbs and turned to face him. "I thought perhaps I would go see a step brother of mine. His name is Jackal. Perhaps you have heard his name? It is he who governs over the forest of shadows." She stopped as she pondered an unspoken question eyeing over the brute before her. "Yes... I think he would like you under the correct circumstances. You have proven to be quite the gentleman, he likes that." She said affirmatively. She pawed the ground some. She hadn't expected to feel this reluctant to leave him but suddenly she had a desire to know more about him, not only due to the fact that they had just shared a level of intimacy that she had not shared with anyone else, but also she wondered more about the father of the child that she knew had already taken place to start forming within her. "Have you ever been to the forest of shadows?" She asked curiously prolonging her separation of him despite that she herself had made the rule that she would leave.

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/background-3.png] Ears switched at her lyrics, optics looked into her own. He found the comfortable feeling that she didnt really want to leave his side, as she spoke of her brother, where she'd go... Then finally asking if he new the brute of Jackel. He chuckled finding the seperation problem cute. Clearing his throat, the massive dial upon his nape bobbed " yes m'dear, his name has crossed the lands quit a few times" lyrics rolling from his tongue, most would believe after gettin what he wanted, he would show the true colors. But that wasnt it, GhostLock was many of the dark lords around these lands, but what he was not was a cutless brute. He held no heart, but his manners meant something, until you crossed the wrong end that was. Dial turned once more, looking over the lands before looking at her. Lips parted once more "well I would hope he would rather like the unborns father" he ended with a slight chuckle. He awaited, wanting to make sure the mare was comfortable to leave, or if she held any more questions he would answer.

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[atrb=background,http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/Sharri1111/bg-1.jpg] She nodded. She could tell that he was ready to take off at her say so and although it didn't surprise her she was a little off set. She smiled as he spoke of her step brother liking the father of their unborn child. "That would probably be best." Feeling she had kept him from his other duties long enough she released a sigh as she turned away from him. "Till we meet again then?" She said over her shoulder although it wasn't really a question. The moment she turned from him she could feel her fiery side returning to it's original state and she looked back and gave him a wink. "I'll be seeing you." She spoke with a flirtatious tone before turning back and walking away.

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