(Day 6, LA) Untamed

[Moto Butaj]

He looks down on her hands on his wrestler's chest, then back at her. A smile unfolds on his lips like a blooming flower. "All right." He abandons the play immediately and his eyes are calm and reassuring again. "Butaj will never cross a line Yuki draws. He is very happy with the kiss. Yuki's lips are sweet and tender."

[Asako Yuki]

Yuki's hands lingered on Butaj's chest and for a long moment she says nothing. Her hands slowly curl into balls and after a long pause, she looks up, smiling, her radiant pink blush having turned a deeper red. "So! Huludai-kun must be getting very eager to go for a ride, neh? We should go do that." She said, trying to change the topic.

[Moto Butaj]

"We definitely should." With a happy, buoyant smile that has formed in the meantime he steps away. His chest undulates more profoundly as he takes deep breaths. He has been affected by the situation in his own way. "Front or back for you? Butaj has seen you ride, he knows he can trust you with the reins and stirrup."

[Asako Yuki]

Yuki bites her lower lip again and turned away for a minute to compose herself. She smiled at his compliment. "Ahhh, I'll ride behind you. I haven't gotten to enjoy having one of these horses go full speed just for the joy of it yet. The lance competition, I was focused on the target at the time."

[Moto Butaj]

"Butaj is not going to change his opinion about your riding just because Yuki is humble." He smirks as he approaches his black steed and readies a separate saddlecloth for her behind the saddle. He seems fully of energy, joyfully patting Huludai. There is even more spring in his step than usual. "You'll have to hold really fast."

[Asako Yuki]

Yuki smiled. "I think I can manage that." She turned to the horse. "Good afternoon, Huludai." She smiled at him and held out a hand for him to sniff if he so chose.

[Moto Butaj]

Huldai dances as she approaches and seductively tosses his mane to the side. The afternoon sun conjures blue-red-violet reflexes on his deep bay black coat. He neighs handsomely before approaching with a swag-like trot to give her hand a wet nuzzle.



Heloooo beautiful. Gimme kiss. And apples.

[Asako Yuki]

She stroked the side of the beast, giggling. "He is almost as handsome as his master. I am sorry though, I don't have any treats for you." Looking at the long locks on the horse, she smiled. "Does Huludai mind getting his hair braided?"

[Moto Butaj]

Huludai doesn't seem to be moody or disappointed, and is quite receptive to Yuki's closeness, but also seems to be enjoying being the center of attention and can't remain in one place. Butaj pats him from the other side, looking into Yuki's eyes from the other side of his steed, smiling. "Butaj doesn't think so! He has had his mane braided before but he sometimes doesn't have the patience to wait for the final result and often rides so fast that plaits unravel."

[Asako Yuki]

Yuki gave Huludai a good scratch just above his nose. "I would love to try sometime." Yuki smiled to Butaj. "You first, Butaj-san. That will be easier for me to get up."

[Moto Butaj]

"We'll do it together then!" Butaj nods, then clicks fingers by Huludai's other ear and as the horse turns he deftly hops into the saddle laughing, without even putting his foot in the stirrup. He holds Huludai with thighs alone and feet loose as he lowers his both hands on her side to help her up.

[Asako Yuki]

Yuki's eyes go a bit wide as Butaj hops on without using the stirrups, then grins. She places one foot up on the stirrup, grabs onto Butaj's hands and pulls herself up behind him. She takes a few moments to make herself comfortable before wrapping her arms around Butaj's waist and leaning in closely against him. "Ready when you are." She called out, her eyes sparking, laughter filling her voice.

[Moto Butaj]

The pressure of her body against his brings forth quite a few responses across Butaj, a shiver and a trembling lip he has to bite down into place being among the mildest. His abs tense under her touch, providing firm support for her embrace. He wanted to tell her something like 'Hold be tight now' but this is entirely redundant now, because this is exactly what she has done. Butaj feels his heart won't get back to normal pace if there is no rhythm of hooves to his breathing. He turns his head to get a view of her face in his peripheral, then his lips form a subtle but meaningful smile.



"We ride. HIYYAAH!" His feet have slipped into stirrups and his knees gave the impulse. Trot changes into gallop within seconds as Huludai has his way.

[Asako Yuki]

Yuki couldn't help but let out a small yelp as, regardless of how tightly she'd gripped Butaj, she slipped a little backwards under the power of the steed's stride. She pulls closer to Butaj and places her head against his back. Slowly, the Phoenix closes her eyes, letting herself focus solely on the sounds and feelings around her. The wind crashing past them, the steady, rapid thump of hooves against ground, below that, the rapid, excited breaths that they both take as they enjoy the moment. Below even that, with her ear pressed against his back, Yuki hears the steady, rapid pace of Butaj's heart. The Phoenix smiles warmly and hugs her Unicorn closer. Enjoying what felt like one perfect moment.

[Moto Butaj]

The world of the ride, and the world of her embrace. They intersect in Butaj, and it falls on him to make them seamless. It is not easy, her warmth and touch feel like they belong to a night in the yurt while the ride belongs here and now. Until he feels what it could be and lives the dream. With that, all pops into its place. Even if no loving under the stars awaits them tonight, he may still abduct much of her thoughts and feelings now.

With one hand he cups those that clasp on his stomach, steadying their hold, then turns Huludai straight West in a long arch of speed. The Sun is not yet setting over the steppe but it does paint the sea of grass in warm, Phoenix colors. He gets her the clearest view and calls softly on the wind that tugs on their hair and lashes their skin. "Yuki, look!" He then intones a wordless khoomi riding song that braids into the wind.