WaLoS - Knight and Lady

"I... am sorry to trouble you like this, my dear." Glaïeul breathed, leaning on his love as he tried to keep his feet under him. It had been only a matter of time before Darhaskos hit him with his tricks, to be sure, but he had not been quite prepared for _how_ unwieldy he found this new body. He felt like a newborn cub, having to learn how to balance all over again.

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"You keep saying that," Amarante said, digging her dew hooves into the ground to brace against her love's weight. He towered over her, a considerable change from their true forms, but not one she terribly minded. "And I keep telling you that I do not mind it."

In this form, she stood on elegant, hooved legs like those of a deer. The fur a pale cream hue under the jade of her skirt. Her tail fell to her hocks, slender and leonine, tufted in gold. Above her waist, covered by a cream blouse, fur gave way to warm olive skin around her belly and breasts, around her delicate throat.
Up her back, more cream fur until her neck, where a long, thick mane of golden hair emerged and was tied into a messy, uneven braid that also fell to her hocks.

Her face was delicate, narrow, with soft eyes like those of a doe. She smiled sweetly up at her love, the quirk of her lip exposing the smallest bit of fang. "I know you, darling. By nightfall you'll walk on these legs as if you'd been born ont hem."

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"...You are, truly, too kind to me." he leaned down to kiss her ear, lingering for a moment at the experience of how curiously sensitive that skin was. Unlike his mate, he was human-- a fine-boned face giving an elegant impression that belied how athletic his form was. A knight through and through, even in this shape.
His black hair, glossy like a raven's wing, was combed back neatly. (He'd spent some time making sure of that after he'd woken up in this new form.)
At the moment, he was shirtless, though he'd managed to scrounge up a pair of trousers. "I am, at least, grateful that my leige was willing to grant me a break from my duties _to_ get used to this..."

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Amarante giggled under the gentle kiss, warmth flushing her cheeks, and she shifted to nuzzle into his chest, and the warmth of his skin.
It was... nice, being able to have him to herself for a day. Glaïeul was usually so busy... "As am I." she breathed, and released his hands to wrap her arms around him, holding him close and tight. It wasn't quite the same as curling up in the space between his forelegs, not enough fur between them... but it was nice. He was solid and warm. And she loved him so. "I've missed you."

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"...I've missed you too." he breathed. ...The duties of a knight was his life and his pride, but... it did keep him away from his love. ...With her by his side he felt at peace in a way he seldom was able to. Perhaps this opportunity was an unexpected gift instead of just a troublesome prank. Amarante was warm against him. Her fur was soft, and that... was an interesting sensation. ...Different from usual, and not unpleasant. "...Perhaps it is... selfish, but... I think I would like to stay like this for... a small while." he purred. He would need to resume his duties sooner or later, but for now, he could enjoy this small moment of joy.