A 180 (CalypsoXJoker)

[Mari]

"I'm a 180 to the stereotype 'girls like staying home and being innocent'"

She snorted, tossing her head around a bit. Those lyrics... she hadn't heard those for a while. Something her mother used to say. It did kind of make sense - the Phantom had been as dark and as decidedly un-innocent as they come. Dula had never spared the chance to tell her how much she was like her mother.

So of course she was nervous. She was nowhere near as small as the Arabian mix had been, but still... first foals were hard, right? The blue roan couldn't help but shiver a little. But she did love him, and she wanted to be the one to bear a child by him. By her Joker.

Speaking of which, he ought to be here by now. She looked around, searching him out in the dim orange light, a dim echo of the glorious sunset that had occured just moments before.

[Halo]

He’s not sure how he let this happen, him being seduced by this deity temptress and him on the way to sin with her right now. He trots along, a little too eager he thinks for his own good – hormones. But the setting is quite lovely, romantic even, coming over a small knoll with the fading light at his back, his form is silhouetted and he is looking downhill at the shaded figure of his soon-to-be lover. He calls her in a loud whinny and picks up his pace into an fluid lope, head raised in dominance as he charges at the even gait. “Calypso,” he speaks her name in a smooth tone as he slows before her.

He strides slowly down her side, running his maw down her side and nibbling at the skin along her spine gently. He licks her rump before circling around her tail and moving back to her front where he buries his nose into her mane, ruffling it with his breath. “It’s a big responsibility...to raise my foal. I do not want another mare who’ll abandon my child.” He thinks he’s giving her fair warning. He doesn’t want another Zanatha, who left Cursed Pirate, her own colt, for her own freedom, leaving him in the mercy of his father, a dark king in whom she hated and distrusted.
~Joker

[Mari]

She enjoyed the shivers running under her skin, closing her eyes and smiling. She did want this... more than anything.

"I wouldn't leave your child any more than I'd leave you," she said, hardly audible. Calypso shifted her weight, slightly awkwardly, on to her other hind foot. She was suddenly nervous again - of course her mother was the only thing running across her troubled mind. Inwardly, she was a wreck. To all outside eyes, she was as self-confident, and even as cocky, as ever.

She pushed her nose into the hollow where his jaw meets his neck, behind his lovely ears. That sweet, dark scent was one she would never forget, and it did help to settle her mind and stomach. She pulled her dark head back, trained her violet eyes on the stallion, and smiled.

((Interesting choice of words on her part. Since she does leave him for a while... Feel free to rub that in her face later xD))

[Halo]

Joker seems somewhat comfortable with her assurance, though he still gives her a suspicious look just for good measure. He grunts and turns his head slightly to nip her cheek, a graze of his pearly whites and nothing that would do her harm. He just wants her to know that she is his, he can do what he pleases and won’t be ruled by her or let his hormones sweeten him up for the devouring. He nudges her again, prepared to get down to business whenever she is ready, but will foreplay if she wants to.
~Joker

(OOC: Sorry, brain ran dead all of a sudden.)