Cerulean Cape stonefox [m]

The fae smirked at Dakarai’s comments and suddenly became very aware of her own legs, trembling in the placid seawater. Her entire body vibrated pleasurably and she gladly did her king’s bidding, mutely trailing him back to the shore. Olive marveled at how quickly the time passed when they were together — hadn’t it been dusk when Dakarai plucked her from her bath, and now it was the dead of night? Times such a fluid concept and it sometimes gave Olive a headache when she tried to figure it out.  So she ceased to think about it and the filly laid her small frame upon the sands of the beach, stretching her limbs and tail out languidly. Olive was certain that she would be positively covered in sand when she eventually rose… but there wasn’t a single thing Olive cared less about in that moment.

Dakarai had asked her what was on her mind, so Olive decided to tell him the idea she had. It actually popped into her mind that very moment, conceived upon a moment’s notice…  and it excited her. 

“We should go.” She said simply. Then, the woman realized further context was needed and she let out a soft breath of laughter before clarifying. “Let’s just… go. Not forever, but for a little while. I want to see the world with you.… because when I am without you, everything is only half as good as it could be.” It was the truth, even if sometimes she didn’t abide by it. 

“Teaghlaigh will be fine for a week or two. Let’s find the most secret, unmolested, most beautiful and pure corner of the Teekon Wilds! We can indulge in the best foods and the best views… and every night we’ll make the best love and oh Dakarai, that would be great… Wouldn’t it be?” She progressively got more animated and awakened the more she spoke. It was somewhat hedonistic, but it was clear to her that the gods wouldn’t hand out happiness and fulfillment on a silver platter, but would rather challenge her and make her work for it. Well, two could play at that game! Olive suddenly became determined to live the most divine, luxurious life with Dakarai that she could possibly muster - starting with [what essentially was] a honeymoon.