mylittlejamjar | It's your birthday, just us and your birthday! [Private action to Morgan]

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It's your birthday, just us and your birthday! [Private action to Morgan]

It was a lovely Tuesday eve as the couple exited the building nuzzled up against each other, neither really caring what other ponies thought as they laughed in tandem at some joke shared. It felt nice to laugh like this, especially considering the day before...but it wouldn't do any good to stay in and worry herself to sickness again. She did wish it had come at another time, but...hopefully Mae would be back soon. Until she returned, all Nephenee could do was go forward, and that included going ahead with plans made more than a bit ago. Besides, her coltfriend had a birthday to celebrate, so she'd do her best to help him with that, even if this was the night before. The party would be tomorrow, but she'd stolen him away tonight for some time alone, away from prying eyes...

Well, maybe not that last one, since they got looked at anyway. Whispers about how cute it was or something floated about, but her mind was very much focused on her Knight. She'd surprised him with not only the fact that she'd pretty much tackled him to the ground in a hug when she'd met him outside the dojo, but the little black dress, tail wrap, and overall simple, but radiant look had gotten a great reaction too! Neph knew Morgan liked black and he liked leg and he liked how she wore her dresses, so she just combined them, then whisked him off for dinner and dancing and anything he really wanted to do -within reason.

Her heart still pounded from the physical exertion of the dancing, or perhaps just being this close to him kept it at such a rate, but she was rather happy right now, even if it was tinged with a little melancholy, and she couldn't help but be a little happier knowing he'd love his other gifts. Because apparently, a bag-of-holding and a custom lance weren't enough for her to give!

She liked spoiling friends, alright? Plus the main one was from the family, so.

Sneaking a kiss to his cheek, the Sentinel sighed happily. This night was quite wonderful.

"So, enjoyin' your birthday yet, my Knight?"

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"Not very often at all," he agreed with mock solemnity. "Oh, and don't forget the fact that she can sweep me off my feet in the most deliciously literal way. I'm pretty fond of that part too."

"Can an' will an' does." That got a knowing grin out of her; seemed she was getting a second wind, which was good. "Ya don't seem to mind Ah seem to be the stronger of us. Now if ya'd jus' let me bounce around with ya on my back..." The mischievous comment trailed off as the soldier nudged him with her shoulder none-too-gently; birthday boy could take it.

Morgan slapped a hoof over his mouth before he could voice the lewd suggestion that had immediately sprung to mind, which meant that he staggered sideways when she nudged him just from the lack of balance. "Hey, this is what I get for holding back filthy comments," he said with a grin as he straightened up to bump her right back. "I'm afraid to roughhouse with you, that dress just looks so good on you I don't want to mess it up..."

A more worldly girl would take that sentence and turn it on its head...but this was Nephenee, so she looked at him in confusion instead, before raising a brow and bopping him lightly on the noggin after the bump. "No dirty comments, you."

A moment later, she continued, looking more confused, "Ah don't get it, though. Ah was talkin' bout when ya were takin' me to my surprise party an' Ah told ya Ah could jump around an' fight with folks on my back, an' Ah offered to test it with ya on my back. But ya were like 'Ah don't think my heart could handle it, Neph' or somethin' like that. So Ah didn't."

As usual, she dropped her voice, trying to imitate him. As usual, the accent never left entirely. "Still think it'd be fun. But Ah ain't riskin' ya tearin' in two from thinkin' it's so 'cool'. Ah like my boyfriend in one piece!"

How can she tell him not to make dirty comments and then keep talking about this?!

"Not just cool, but also wickedly attractive. You know how much I like how strong and athletic you are." He ran a hoof down her back, just to appreciate the muscles there. The feeling made him tingle pleasantly, not an unfamiliar sensation this night. "You're both beautiful and sexy as hell in the best ways."

Because it didn't quite occur to her, is how.

Morgan wasn't the only one getting a tingle; the hoof sliding down the muscles sent an electric pulse up her spine, and she turned her face away, flushing crimson even as she gained a very sheepish smile. Dang, that felt nice! "Ah'm glad you're a fella that likes that sorta thing. Ah mighta been up the creek without a paddle if ya didn't." Because in her mind, she wasn't exactly curvy or, ah, 'blessed' in certain areas, nor very feminine. But she was athletic and strong and leggy, which he liked, so that was for the best.

"At least maybe my personality woulda still helped me?"

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"Absolutely, though if I had caught you when you were shyer, it might have been harder for me to see it." The way she always talked, she tried to make herself downright invisible when she wasn't on the battlefield.

His thoughts were close enough to reality he might as well have been on the money with them. "Heh, ya woulda had a hard time gettin' me to talk, probably."

The red didn't abate in the least as she admitted, "If...Ah'd seen ya then as a human, Ah..probably woulda been hidin' too, watchin' from a distance, at times. Ah don't know if Ah coulda talked to such a beautiful guy without stammerin' up a storm." Not admitting that she'd done that more or less with her General at one point, however. If she ever admitted that, it'd be coupled with the fact he'd blown past Ike in her mind a long time ago, even sans a crush that she'd killed before even coming here. But no need for that right now. "Or tryin' to hide the accent."

"Then I'm really glad things worked out the way they did." He couldn't imagine her without the accent and didn't want to, it was a part of her and sweet and warm. Apple pie, as he'd been known to think before. Things really had fallen out in a way that helped them get together. "Really, really glad."

If he ever told her her voice was like apple pie, a la mode or not, she'd think it was cute, sweet, silly, and a little embarrassing, all at once. And then she'd spend a good few moments trying to equate his voice to something that'd more than likely end up being a bit silly, but undoubtedly her.

Reading his thoughts a little, or at least between the lines, on the rest, however, she nodded. "A dungeon, two wars, a goddess, turnin' into ponies, an' facin' nightmares an' my Shadow...an' yet...as messed up as some of it got? Ah'd...Ah'd still do it all over again, to be with my Morgan...my Knight. An' as much as Ah dislike Rakuen...Ah'd...do that again too." But that shouldn't come as much of a surprise.

"You're with me as long as you want to be." He couldn't keep his hooves off her, it seemed; whenever they were close, and now was no exception, he had to put a leg around her, or just touch her, or bump his side against hers. "And I intend to make you want to be as long as I possibly can."

There was that thought again...the one where she wanted to be with him for...well, ever. And she wanted to say it...but what did it mean? It'd been in her head for a long time now, and it was different somehow from the first time she'd had it when they were early into the relationship. She wanted to make sure of what it meant before she said it in such irrefutable terms, though. So Morgan got a reply of, "Can't see how it'd change." A little less...intense, that.

As much as she wanted to just stay here, she knew they did eventually need to head back so he could get his other presents. But cuddles made it a mite difficult to detach, to say the least. "Even if it's warm out, an' we're both warm, it feels nice bein' this close." Snuggling up a little more at that.

"Body heat is always a comfortable warm heat that doesn't feel bad." Maybe not ALWAYS, but most often anyway. Morgan certainly hadn't ever hesitated to cozy up to her, rain or shine or snow.

"Even with fur," he added after a moment."

Don't mention cuddling in the rain, Morgan, she might want to try it next time it's pouring. "Ah like fur..it's nice an' soft, 'specially yours." He was plenty manly with that velvety fur in her mind, so he didn't have to worry about that. "It'd be awful if it wasn't so soft an' body heat wasn't comfy...heh, now Ah'm kinda lookin' forward to winter, an' not jus' 'cause it's when we started datin'."

Cupping -as much as one could do with a hoof- his chin, Nephenee bumped her nose against his, smiling brightly. "Ah've got a year of cuddlin' to catch up on, an' by winter we'll have the new house, an' there'll be a nice fireplace we can snuggle in front of; Ah'd say that oughta make up for a few months by itself." Just them and the warm fire...Add in soft music and sparkling grape juice and that sounded like one heck of a cuddlespot.

Neph, are you trying to kill him through hormone overdose with ideas like that? "You think anyone will actually see us all winter, then? Because I don't see any reason at all to move from you and that fireplace you're describing... you know, ever."

It's one of her superpowers: he rewrites reality, she makes hormones rage accidentally and makes equally accidental innuendos. His girlfriend was just thinking of snuggles, after all. Extremely romantic snuggles, but snuggles nonetheless.

She giggled at the remark. "Didn't ya say at the dance there were too many nice things for us to do to stay in one moment forever?" Nephenee asked, voice unconsciously dropping slightly, before she pressed her lips to his for a few lovely seconds. "'Sides, we'd hafta eat an' stuff still. An'...as much as Ah want to stay in this moment with ya, Ah do eventually hafta get ya home for your other presents..."

"Hey, time would pass. We would move, slightly." He smiled into the kiss, his eyes closed even after she pulled back. Just to appreciate the sensation...

"But I do want to see if ponies can snowboard," he said, when he finally opened his eyes, "so I guess we have to go outside during the winter at SOME point."

"Oh! That's right, ya mentioned that!" Her ears perked from the memory, and if she hadn't been sitting on it, her tail would've, too. "We should try it out! If we can figure out how to do it, we can learn how to do it as ponies together, an' ya can teach me tricks!" She was so enthused about this idea. It sounded like fun!

"And then you'll get better at it than I am! And I'll feel inadequate! Oh, the shame!" He flung a leg up to covered his eyes, the very picture of insincere melodrama.

"Oh no! Ah might be better than ya at somethin' other than lances! The humanity!" She bonked her head on his shoulder as her chest shook from laughter. Never a dull moment.

Though a mischievous thought came to mind, and after she controlled herself a little, Neph gave him an equally mischievous look, though it was marred by her eyes shining with mirth. "Gotta put these legs to use for somethin' other than distractin' ya..." She might have nudged him gently with a back hoof at that, teasing him with a little more leg...before she burst into giggles again, head right back onto him and leg back into position. Nope, she couldn't do that with a straight face. Not at all!

Good, because when she learned to do that with a straight face and seriously, she had better be prepared for the repercussions!

Morgan openly ogled the leg with drop-jaw wonder, before leaning back and letting his eyes roll back in his head. "Ungaaaaah," he said, gurgling. "Can't think. Leg too good."

Nephie'd have to understand said repercussions beyond 'tease boyfriend for my amusement', first! But that reaction just made her laugh harder, and when she caught her breath, it was to ask, with tears in her eyes from that fit, "How in Equestria did ya survive me in a swim suit?! Or how do ya daily, for that matter?!" For someone so fond of her legs, Morgan somehow managed to not die anytime they were together, and it boggled her sometimes.

By the time she learned to do it seriously, she'd understand -- since both were a long ways off still yet. Even her teasing like that was a remarkable step. "Supreme willpower," he said solemnly. Honestly, it wasn't too far from the truth. "Supreme willpower and patience."

And he'd be even more doomed than he already was. But that was probably the last major tease of the night. Couldn't use up all her courage at once! "Well, keep that up. Ah like my boyfriend bein' alive so Ah can hug him more."

She squeezed him tight in emphasis, before beckoning with her head. "Come on, you. Ah gotta get ya home eventually, an' knowin' ya, we'll be takin' enough time walkin' as is." At least he probably wouldn't try roughhousing with her on the way. Maybe.

"Well, that skirt and that kiss together were nearly fatal, but hey! Now that I'm exposed, I'll start building up a resistance." Though not too much of one, by any means.

Did he have to go home? Making a face, he gathered himself up, shifting from a conversational posture to a walking one with a sour noise. "Home, bleh!"

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