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>>161212She doesn't seem to notice. She looks around at the slowly passing scenery.
>>161213A little bit closer now, perhaps a bit more noticably. The pair are now quite close to each other.
>>161214The kirin doesn't suspect a thing.
>>161215Alright, time to really test the waters. Silver slowly puts a forehoof on one of her hindlegs. It's not close to anything particularly
sensative, but it is still contact.
>>161216She noticesShe turns her head over towards the point of contact, and looks at = it, moving her hindleg away slightly, though not enough to break the contact if his hoof is indeed on her.
>>161217It is indeed on her. He looks down from the hoof making contact, up along the kirin's form to look right in her face, to give her one of his trademark warm smiles. The hoof doesn't move or attempt to do anything that would break her demands, it merely stays there as a point of contact between the two.
>>161218Khoi turns her head, looking up and over with a strangely emotionless expression. And then out of nowhere, she blurts out,
"I'm not having intercourse with you tonight."
>>161219What a thing to say to break the silence between them. Silver gives her a look of mostly confusion, one that remains for a couples seconds before he starts to chuckle.
"Ehehehehehe! I already knew that, Khoi. That is not point of this."
>>161220Her ears go down, and se slightly lowers her head, then pulls her lips back in a toothy smile. She breaks eye contact, and directs her head and eyes forward. Her face becomes redder. She is silent for a some seconds.
Eventually, she says,
"Are all of the trees dead here?"
>>161221Silver remains like that with her for her silence, spirit still high. Considering she hasn't rejected the contact, he considers that she must have at least some feelings for him. He joins her in looking at the trees.
"Not dead, asleep. It is Winter, and to save their strength for these colder temperatures these trees have withdrawn life energy from their leaves into themselves and have shed them. They wait until Spring comes along with warmer temperatures, when they will wake up once again and these trees will bloom with vibrant green leaves, and flowers for some."
>>161222"Oh...." She sits in silence, and then takes a forehoof, and places it over the front of the carriage, looking out.
Khoi moved slightly away and seemed a little uncomfortable at the touch. But neither does she chase his hoof away, as she could have, and all the same is true of Silver's hoof holding in the theater.
She speaks
"It's the cycle of life. We have something like that at home. The trees are most vibrant in the rainy season, and less so in the dry season. Sometimes they will shed leaves..." She pauses again. "But it is summer there now, and it is winter here..."
>>161223Still, for as conservative as she is and as little physical contact as she has likely to have had throughout her life, this is a good omen.
"It is far more pronounced further north. In St. Petershoof, this would be considered mild weather, or perhaps even unseasonably warm. I am not sure how much it even snows, this far south." He tilts his head at Khoi. "It sounds like seasons are different, where you are from.
Does it ever snow in Winter, in Ngua Nam?"
>>161224She turns her head to look at him.
"No. There is no snow. Not outside of the taller mountains."
She pauses
"What- what were the winters like up there?"
>>161225Silver shivers a bit from remembering the winters of his youth.
"Bitterly cold. They say that when Windigoes were banished from this realm long long ago, in Severyana their influence remained strong. Rivers and lakes will freeze over, snow will blanket land, and it is impossible to farm as even our moisture-rich soil will freeze somewhat. You need thick winter coat to go outside in freezing temperature for long period of time. Not only all of that, but up north you will find no trees like this, which fall asleep for Winter. It is too cold for them. Only hardy conifers such as pine and yew can survive. Their needles require far less life energy to maintain than leaves, and they never drop them in Autumn unlike these trees."
>>161226She looks over, closes her mouth, and slowly nods,
"I think it is beautiful, how nature crafts all living things for their climes. And how everything grows and retreats in cycles. Even the leaves of the trees reflect the essence of nature."
>>161227Silver gives her a wide smiles, and nods in agreement.
"Even us. Take me for instance. I am same species and race as any other Equestrian Unicorn, but I was born in Severyana, as was my father and his father before him. My family line has been adapted by nature to survive cold, nay, even thrive in it as best as us ponies can."
To demonstrate, he undoes a couple more buttons for his dress shirt, exposing more of his impressive and floofy winter coat that is keeping him warm, and displaying it proudly for the world (and especially Khoi) to see.
>>161228Khoi jumps up, pulling away until she presses against the wall of the taxi, and raising her right hoof, staring at the floof with wide eyes. She likely has not heard the legend of Alzughab, yet all the same she knows it instinctively. She mutters to herself "Nhiều lông tơ." After a moment, she moves her head closer, examining the floof with curiosity.
>>161230The first thing she notices upon closer inspection is that, for just how rigorous his career is, his floof is in excellent shape. No tangles, no split ends, just a neat, light grey mass of dense winter fur. The second thing she notices is just how neat and clean it is, going so far as to acquire a hint of smell of the coat wash he used before the date.
>>161231She tilts her head, then lowers it, leaning in closer to the protruding floof.
>>161232As she gets closer, she's able to see the individual hairs better among the floof. The smell becomes just a bit stronger, a bit more recognisable as the coat wash they use at home. Continuing the trend of cleanliness, she sees no residue of such coat wash on his fur, implying he's done a good job of rinsing it out. There's also no oily shine indicating that it hasn't been washed properly, and in the cool dampness of the night she can see tiny drops of mist condensing on his coat. As they pass through a small breeze, she sees the indiviual hairs of his floof flow like a wave. It's like looking at the rice fields of her home, if they were much taller like wheat or corn.
>>161233She moves her head back again, and raises her forehoof, as if to protect her face. She turns away, and then looks back from a distance.
>>161234The floof seems to not be acting aggressively. It remains as it was, simply moving in the breeze. Silver chuckles at the display.
"It does not bite, I promise. You can come closer."
>>161235She leans in, and pokes it with her right hoof.
>>161236She does not lose her hoof. Instead, she feels through her cloven kirin hoof just how soft his floof really is, as well as feeling the warmth trapped by his winter coat.
>>161238She takes the frog of her hoof, and presses in.
>>161239The end of her hoof is enveloped by the floof, and is virtually transported to a world of softness and warmth. It is a stark contrast to the chilly outside air.
>>161240Cautiously, very cautiously, she presses deeper.
>>161241The warmth feels good against her sinking hoof. She can see why the Severyanan is comfortable in this weather, as her hoof feels starkly different from the rest of her. It feels good.
Just when she starts to get worried about the depth of his floof, she touches the firm, muscular pony inside.
>>161242When she comes in contact with his hide, she pulls away slightly, and then taps it.
>>161243Firm, muscular, and warm from the heat in his floof. There is only a little body fat, as a significant amount of it is muscle mass. She can feel bumps or imperfections on his hide where he has been scarred. The unicorn feels like he's a mountain of a pony underneath all of that fluff.
>>161244If Khoi seems to be a near mythical creature in her own right, if her culture seems sometimes alien, and her homeland far away and exotic - it must be remembered that Silver, the winter, and this brave new world of Baltimare is foreign to her. The similarities between her and their cultures are far greater than the differences, but the similarity only invites comparisons and highlights differences.
Khoi leans in, then scoots slightly closer, and pulls her lips back in a smile that specifically lets her small fangs hang out. She starts rubbing her hoof within his fur against his hide in a circular motion.
>>161246The floofy unicorn lets out a little happy little horse noise from the lovely massaging motion. He closes his eyes and gives a blissful smile. The motion also releases small amounts of trapped warm air that travels up her foreleg, warming her up slightly.
>>161247She pulls her leg back, startled by the new source of warm air, but then presses forward, and slowly comes closer to the floof.
Silver may contemplate how content he is with this activity eating up his carriage ride.
>>161248Hmm...well, he may. He looks down at his date, curious how comfortable she may be with him and his floof.
"Khoi, would you like to snuggle? We can share in warmth of my fluffy coat."
>>161249Khoi looks up to Silver, and tilts her head.
"I do not know that word."
She uses her magic to pick up the jacket in part
"The coat?"
>>161250Silver smiles at his date.
"Snuggling is really close and intimate hug couples can do. And, before you say something, it is not sexual. We can snuggle together, and you can share in warmth from my fur coat."
He motions to his floof to emphasize what he is talking about.
>>161251“Um…”
She looks down at his coat. Then up at him. Then down at his coat. Then up at him. Then down at his coat….
>>161252Silver gives her a friendly smile. He's just a harmless, floofy, warm stallion, who wants to be close with his marefriend. His fluffy coat
does look very soft and warm, especially in this cold outside weather...
>>161253Khoi scoots closer to Silver
>>161254Silver scoots closer to Khoi.
>>161255She presses her shoulder into his fluff, pulling the jacket aside to make contact.
>>161184She smiles,
"Hehe"
And she presses her snout directly into the end of his, making contact, and rubs her snout against his, touching the fur on either side of his nose in the motion.
>>161256Slowly and gently, Silver places one forehoof on her hindleg, and the other draped around her shoulders. In this way, Khoi gets the maximum floof contact possible in their current position, and boy does it have an effect. Khoi might have wondered what it would be like to touch a cloud sometime in her past, and if she did, Silver feels exactly like how she imagined it. His fur may have a few drops of dew from the moist nighttime air, but it can easily be forgotten and forgiven for just how soft and comfortable his floof is like the best pillow or blanket in the world, and the warmth! She feels much warmer already as the trapped warmth within his fur washes over her. It's enough to give a kirin floof envy.
>>161258Or no hindleg touch, if it's not possible.
>>161258>>161259>Floof envyShe has chest floof too....
Silver may want to move his jacket to maximize her contact with his floof. Or not. Silver raises himself slightly to have the small Kirin under him, and she slightly lowers her shoulders to let it happen. Silver contacts her slick fur and her smooth, silk dress. He can feel himself rub against her scales underneath her dress. Her mane is moved at least slightly out of the way, though her can certainly feel it. Khoi moves her head to face forward. She has a smile, albeit a someone awkward smile.
>>161257He turns his face so she is rubbing her snout into his cheek.
>>161261She nuzzles his cheek a few times before pulling away. She look at him with a sly smile.
>>161262He looks at her
"What's that expression for?"
>>161260Silver does indeed move his jacket to maximize contact. He enoys the unique feel of his kirin, the intimacy of their position, and the lovely winter night they are riding through. The unicorn wonders to himself if this is the most physical contact the little kirin has had in her life, or at least for a while.
And of course, how could he neglect the poor kirin's chest floof. He looks down at it, admiring it just as he admires the kirin it belongs to.
>>161263She presses her lips together, lowers her muzzle, abd gives a pouting expression, looking up towards Dark Nighy.
“Whatever do you mean?”
>>161264It’s… floofy. Okay, she’s not as floofy as Silver. Still….
She looks out into the night air, riding alongside Silver. Her head pokes out, contacting Silver’s head and neck. He may need to be careful to avoid her horn.