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Once more she was at a loss of words, unable to describe this heavenly body in no other way than with a soft whine of pleasure. Her glowing eyes were captivated by the reflected scene, the way the stars played over the surface of the water, rocking and rolling as the stirred ripples spread til they reached the banks then rebounded. There were not words, though beautiful attempted to hold a place. But even then as she thought there was a better word yet to be found, her thoughts were stolen by a touch... one began but not truly felt til her muzzle shifted slightly and came to brush against the endearing muzzle along her neck.
It was then that her senses were pulled from their awe-casted spell and she felt the enveloping warmth from her companion's body pulled so close. From then, her mind knew nothing else but him; the subtle ins and outs of his chest as he breathed, and through their mold of black and gold she could feel the beats of his heart, that led her own into a staccato rhythm. And in her soft, shallow breaths, she inhaled only his scent embossed in the musk of the wild with an accent of an aroma she wished not to recall. Rather it be hers she wished to imprint on him, a less than kind reminder of his submission during their bout. How that side of her enjoyed reminding her of that earned right... but she knew better than to enact it without just cause.
But could it be helped if their scents came to mingle by this embrace between friends? It seemed only natural, inconspicuous... no need to rouse the suspicious of something more. And so she leaned into him, letting her tail fall relaxed between her thighs as her muzzle lowered to fondly lick his upon her shoulder. "It is," she whispered, though her eyes had long since closed from the Lake as her mind drifted into bliss. "But aren't there other places like this to see?"