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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"Good, it'll keep you from kissing them." He winked, flicking her with his tail as he cantered just a couple of steps. What could he say, he's in a great mood.

"Hey, that's my job!" He got a strong flick right back, charms jabbing him lightly. "What did Ah jus' say, you? 'Not kissin' anypony else'!"

"No fair, you're armed!" Not that the charms counted or did any damage, but still. Morgan broke into a trot for the pleasure of doing so, only pretending to run from Neph. Of course, normally he'd run much faster for the pretense, but she was in a dress.

She appreciated that, because she didn't want to mess up her dress! "No, Ah'm legged!" The smart aleck cantered after Morgan, a hint of faux-predatory intent to her movements. Gotta act like she was going to get him! "If ya ain't used to me bein' armed at all times by now, Ah don't know what to tell ya."

As if to make her case, Nephenee lunged for his tail as soon as it was in biting range. The dangers of having long, flowy tails were many!

Worse was the danger of forgetting you had a long flowy tail, which Morgan still did even after all this time spent as a pony. Which meant that Neph could get a good solid clamp on it, jerking Morgan to a halt so abruptly that his mane shot forward and spilled over his head.

"Argh! I'm blind!"

And once again, Morgan's obliviousness was his downfall. "Hah!" She exclaimed in triumph around his tail, looking pleased with herself. "Gotcha! Caught me a Mage!"

If she'd had Burroughs on her, some sort of victory theme might have played, just to mess with the lancer. And because she could, Nephenee's own tail flicked in mirth. "Guess you're in a hairy situation, huh?" No, Neph, no.

Okay, fine! Morgan turned sharply and began to trot around Neph. She could turn to keep her grip on him easy enough, but if she did that, he'd just speed up a little... let's see how long she could handle going around in circles!

Considering she spun around for attacks often, long enough! Giggling, she kept her grip, tucking her tail to make it harder on the Mage if he tried getting hers (though he'd have to be careful to not bite on metal) as she trotted after. Not getting away from the Sentinel that easy!

She'll get dizzy eventually. Morgan intended to just keep zipping around in a circle around her until she did. No need to grab her tail or anything, when his plan would bear its own fruit!

He could do that, and maybe he'd succeed...

Or Nephenee could be rude and plunk her haunches down onto the ground suddenly, still holding onto his tail, and be a anchor! Why go along with the plan when you could subvert it!

This is what happens when you get her started, Morgan. Now he could reap the fruits of her learning way too well from him.

Morgan turned sharply, jumped over Neph's back, then quickly scrambled around front of her again. Know what long flowing tails were good for? Wrapping up the heads of stubborn ponies who bit 'em!

Whoa! Realizing what he was trying, the mare quickly loosened her grip before she could get entangled in it too tightly, right as Morgan was trying to wrap from the front. Still, she was fairly covered in it, so she feigned distress, with her front hooves wiggling. "Ack! Ah like lookin' at your tail, but this is a mite ridiculous!" Just loose enough she might be able to get out easily...

"Well, enjoy, and meanwhile I'll go look at YOUR tail!"

Morgan trotted around her side while she flailed at his tail, letting it slip just a little so she could get out easier. When she finally did, she'd find him crouched down by her, his eyes huge as he stared at her posterior as if it was the most interesting and amazing thing he'd ever seen.

As much as she liked the soft, silky hair against her, it was distracting for messing with him. So as Nephenee freed herself, she figured where he was from noise and from the direction he was pulling, and before he could react, the leggy pony sprung up and over him in reverse, playfully running headlong into Morgan to knock him onto his back, using more than a little force. He was pretty sturdy, after all!

Knocking him over was no problem at all! In fact, he actually suppressed his first reaction, which was to simply keep rolling right back to his hooves, in favor of seeing where Neph was going with this.

Down Morgan went, and up Nephenee half-climbed onto his chest, a hoof on it as the other was raised in triumph. "Hah, Ah have bested the brave Knight! An' now neither of us can grab tails!"

Her own flicked at her 'victory' as she grinned down at him, and it was all for the fact she was innocent still (mostly) that the look was more innocent than another girl might have had. "That'll learn ya not to blind me with your tail." Despite her normal grammatical errors, that one was on purpose. "So, what'll the fallen hero give his conqueror in tribute?"

If that look were any less innocent, then they'd be finding someplace secluded and not leave it for hours. As it was, she could feel his heart pumping hard beneath her hoof, even as externally he looked up at her with more calm than his unconscious biology betrayed. "Anything she wants," he said with solemn fervor.

'Twas a very good thing she didn't know what that sort of thing meant exactly, but she could certainly feel his pulse quicken. "Anythin'?" She asked, sticking her muzzle inches from Morgan's face.

"Hmm..." The look on her face made it seem like this was a really hard decision..actually, to be fair? It kind of was. The first idea was to race, but then she remembered she had a dress on...and unfortunately, this was one of the only items she had that didn't allow for running. Dang it.

But then another idea came to mind...and all intensity was lost as Nephenee giggled. This was a silly, dorky idea...Willing her face to go back to some semblance of serious, she said, "Alright. Since first plan won't work..." No, no giggling! "Um.."

Nope, she couldn't keep a straight face. The idea was just too dorky to. "Alright. Ya...know how Ah nuzzle under your neck when we walk? Um, Ah uh...want ya to...do that..." The shying away and blushing just killed whatever intensity might have been left. That might be for the best, though. His girlfriend wasn't ready for anything that serious yet.

Oh, Neph. Dear sweet Neph. Wonderful amazing Neph, who knew nothing of what she did to her Knight. He giggled, half nerves and half amusement. "Wait, which one of us is nuzzling which one of us? I'm the one nuzzling you now, is what I'm hearing?"

Sorry, Mage. Nephenee just figured the pounding against her hoof was from getting knocked over, which was a fair assumption, if not the correct one. Which made her as oblivious as Morgan, just in different avenues. At least he could be certain the Sentinel would make it obvious when the other came up, far off as that might be. "Y-yep, like...Ah nuzzle ya when we walk. Jus'...reversed. Your head under mine when we walk..."

Why was she blushing so much? It was innocent, sweet, and she was going to have to admit to herself eventually she figured she'd like the feeling of it more than a little. For now, though, the girl was unaware of that, pawing at the ground as she was.

"The sweetest birthday present I could have is the opportunity to make you happy," he said with a gallant sweep of a hoof. He'd bow if he weren't underneath her. "I would be honored and delighted to fulfill your wish."

Sure, nuzzling her like that would be a bit of a blow to his dignity and pride, but dignity and pride were both terribly overrated, especially compared to the delight of a girl like Neph. So no hesitation and no regrets!

Wow, that was so over the top that all Nephenee could do for a moment was blink, before laughing and shaking her head. "My gosh, you are somethin' else..." Not that this was a surprise, of course, it just needed to be said again.

Carefully, the mare stepped off his chest, 'grabbing' his hoof with her own to tug him to his feet with ease, before dusting him off. Dirt was easy enough to wash off, at least. "Besides, ya make me happy all the time." Simple truth, that; Morgan made her happier than she had thought she could be, and that was an enormous boon to the relationship.

He gave himself a little shake to help the cleaning process. "Sure, but let's see how happy I make you now."

So saying, Morgan ducked his head down, then tucked it right beneath her chin. Not, admittedly, the most comfortable of postures given that he was a little larger than her. But who cared? She was warm and nice against him.

If she, being not much shorter than him, could grow used to it, he could, too. And her reaction might be an incentive to get used to it, because as Morgan was nestling into her fur, he'd feel more than a bit of heat added as blood rushed to his girlfriend's face.

O-oh...that was nice. Real nice, if that involuntary, pleased nicker was any indication. "R-real happy..." The stammering was not helping the girl's nerves in the least.

Morgan giggled a little, then pushed his head gently into her neck a little more. "Hee, you talking is all rumbly against me. Feel free to keep that up."

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