This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
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Loving a Unicorn
Heartbeat Passage
Chapter Five
On his second visit to the unicorn village, or at least the outskirts, Christian, very fairly, he thought, found himself having, well, second thoughts. His mind wasn't working so well, flooded with questions. Turn him into a stallion? How could he ever have said such a thing? He didn't think Celeste was serious! Not at the time! What male could ever have been thinking sensibly after sex anyway? All the blood was in the wrong place.
And yet here he was, sitting with his back against Celeste's shoulder in a glade beside a serene pond in the depths of the forest, waiting to announce the news to her parents. The pool rippled with lily pads, so large that Christian was tempted to see if they would support his weight and almost tested his balance on them if only for Celeste's amusement. Whether he could manage to make his way completely across the pond with his clothes dry or plunged into the cooling depths, he was sure the unicorn would love to see him try. Her gaze on him spun his head giddy and he laughed and talked with her as the sun played high in the sky. They had the whole day to while away and even his worries could not chase his heels as he rested back into the unicorn's comforting warmth.
His cheek brushed the finery of her harness, a gold necklace encrusted with rubies and opals draping so that the largest pendant hung clean off her strong chest and tinkled musically. Her harness stretched along her back and tucked beneath her croup while shimmering earrings hung from the base of her ears, looped over each ear as if a headpiece. Sometimes he wondered if she adorned herself so in order to impress him, but had to remember that she was a princess after all. It could have been a tradition of their royalty for all he knew. And none of the gryphons they'd encounter before or any other creatures wore fine jewels, so unicorns must be the noblest of all magical creatures. He smiled. How silly of him. Even if unicorns were as solemn as donkeys, he would still consider Celeste the most beautiful lady in all the galaxies, let alone the world.
Celeste pricked her ears, turning her head from their conversation as soft hoof falls sounded through the trees, echoing through the ancient pines and birches to the willows by the water. A frog croaked and a pair of unicorns as silver-white as Celeste entered the secluded glade, the canopy of leaves above casting soft, shadowy dapples across their coats. The larger unicorn, a stallion, had a whiskery tuft of hair on his chin and Christian stifled a giggle, reminded of a wizened old man's beard. There was nothing aged about the unicorn, however, unless one counted the wisdom in his gaze, which had seen many seasons irrevocably pass by. His mate was shorter by about a hand - Christian's best guess - with a finer mane than fell over her neck like liquid silver, shimmering and floating over her coat with the slightest movement. Celeste nickered a welcome.
"Mother, father."
Celeste rose, flinging out her forelegs, and touched her horn to her parents' in greeting. She nuzzled her mother's neck and shared breath, exhaling a sigh Christian had not known she'd held.
"Christian." The stallion's voice rang crystalline and Christian swallowed, rubbing the back of his hand across his lips as he scrambled up. "It is a pleasure to meet the human who has so captured my daughter's heart. Why," he continued, "she has not stopped speaking of you since the day I presume you met."
"Father."
"Is it untrue, Celeste?" Her father teased, tail swishing as his mate snorted and shook her long forelock out of her eyes.
The unicorn grumbled and Christian pressed his hand over his lips, hiding a smile. He had never seen the unicorn look so abashed! And she'd been talking about him? His smile widened, crinkling in the corners of his eyes. It was strange to see her unicorn father behaving as any human father would, further cementing in his mind the similarities between them. Besides their form, natural elegance and magical abilities, there was little different between humans and unicorns when it came to mannerisms, behaviour and ideals.
Christian's brow furrowed. Would there be much difference between him as a unicorn or as a human? He would still be Christian and have all the same capabilities - more, if Celeste knew the truth of also being able to pass on the spark of magic to him too. No, not so strange at all then. Only a whole new body, nothing major. He laughed inwardly at himself and his futile attempt at reasoning. Celeste dragged her hoof through the grass.
"If only it would not be a trait of family to embarrass you," she muttered, looking up through her mane. "Please, no more, I beg of you."
"What do you think, Christian?" The stallion chuckled and stepped up to Christian, breathing warm air in his face in invitation to share breath. "Should I acquiesce to my daughter's wishes, or would you like to hear more?"
He froze, heart hammering. His mouth was too dry to speak and he fumbled over words, opening and closing his mouth several times without any sound coming out.
"I think you should leave the poor colt alone," his mate reprimanded, swatting him with her tail. "Christian, please forgive my mate. I am Moirin and he, for all his jest, is Caderyn."
"It is a delight to meet you too," he stammered, cheeks burning as he tried to force his speech into a more formal style. "Celeste has also spoken of you, though I am learning much about the herd and your lives here."
Moirin nickered and touched his offered palm with the curve of her nose.
"Has Celeste shown you around the village yet? It must be an entirely different world for you here."
He chuckled and nodded, relaxing as he rested a hand on Celeste's withers, playing with her mane.
"Very much so," he agreed. "I don't know if Celeste's told you but I'm a student, just coming to the end of my degree. The studying is all done now, only waiting on final results. I expected to be going to work next, not spending my time visiting a world that I didn't even know existed."
He paused, conscious of his rambling, and flushed.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to go on. I just meant to show how vast the difference between our worlds and lives was," he finished lamely, staring at his shoes. "I never even knew about magic, I'm sorry."
