Pony Boy, the Whoa There Let's Take Things Slow JK Nvm I'm in Your Bed Already Female Saiste
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When Saistes know about their Bonded it's creepy. Pony Boy knows about Alex, and what she knows has impressed her. In a flight lusting, really awkward, oh god please no kind of way. But, as uncomfortable as this closeness is, she's overall a nice and kind soul. But also - sex. According to her, Alex was a sex god prior to being cursed to impotency. For that, she knows his most used position, so to speak, and all about the types he prefers. He says blondes, but really he has a thing for red heads. And if they're a strawberry blonde? Umph. And why the aversion to the act, hm? That's what she doesn't quite get. It drives us all closer together, makes us care for another on an intimate level. We want to end conflict? She's a firm believer that war can't be fought if you were a part of a sincere cuddle-puddle.
Due to her blindness, she craves physical contact with others, and never always in a sexual way. A steady touch comforts her, makes her realize there's things out there in the vapid expanse of nothingness and ghost-sounds. While a cold, wet horse, she really craves warmth. If people oblige her with any of of her requests, they have a dedicated friend for life because she is actually quite useful when she's not making everyone in the room uncomfortable. She is brave, quirky, and kicks ass. She'll help you move in for a beer and a hug. One pale equine, lanky and small and not all that attractive with odd angles and bumps about her form. Not like she knows this. Her voice is husky, like a chain smoker of five decades, and she's damned proud of everything odd about her. In fact, if someone was the type to self-loathe and wallow in self-pity, she's the gal to light a fire of confidence under them.
When Saistes know about their Bonded it's creepy. Pony Boy knows about Alex, and what she knows has impressed her. In a flight lusting, really awkward, oh god please no kind of way. But, as uncomfortable as this closeness is, she's overall a nice and kind soul. But also - sex. According to her, Alex was a sex god prior to being cursed to impotency. For that, she knows his most used position, so to speak, and all about the types he prefers. He says blondes, but really he has a thing for red heads. And if they're a strawberry blonde? Umph. And why the aversion to the act, hm? That's what she doesn't quite get. It drives us all closer together, makes us care for another on an intimate level. We want to end conflict? She's a firm believer that war can't be fought if you were a part of a sincere cuddle-puddle.
Due to her blindness, she craves physical contact with others, and never always in a sexual way. A steady touch comforts her, makes her realize there's things out there in the vapid expanse of nothingness and ghost-sounds. While a cold, wet horse, she really craves warmth. If people oblige her with any of of her requests, they have a dedicated friend for life because she is actually quite useful when she's not making everyone in the room uncomfortable. She is brave, quirky, and kicks ass. She'll help you move in for a beer and a hug. One pale equine, lanky and small and not all that attractive with odd angles and bumps about her form. Not like she knows this. Her voice is husky, like a chain smoker of five decades, and she's damned proud of everything odd about her. In fact, if someone was the type to self-loathe and wallow in self-pity, she's the gal to light a fire of confidence under them.