Heron Lake Plateau My unicorn got run over by a tractor

Post #300 is for you!

He arched his neck into her touch, and she grinned at his response. She was tired of talking about things that were too convoluted and messy to make sense of. There were far better ways to spend their time. She had said she wanted to get to know Quixote better, she just hadn't specified exactly how she intended to do that. She had a pretty good idea how she wanted to start, though. He shifted in place so he could trace the line of her face with his muzzle, the touch making her shiver and bristle, and the words he whispered into her ear quickened her heart. She gave him a long look, her amber gaze simmering with the heat of her affection for him, and slowly nodded: yes.

She leaned forward and softly nibbled the side of his jaw, tracing a line of kisses up to the base of his ear. Rising to her feet, she continued on down to his stout shoulder, catching his eye as she nipped him lightly. She flashed him a coy grin, indicating clearly that this was in fact exactly "whatever she wanted".