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he wind blasted through the plain again. The grass gave off a soft gentle whistle, the kind of music one would expect from an orchestra of reed instruments. The chill smashed into Harmony chilling her nipples further and her crotch, which due to her seating position was exposed. The breeze was still softly scented and enhanced the scent of the grass she now graced, if only it weren't so could! The suns above her sprawled out and swirled around, was the Purple sun losing its Zenith? The winds did seem to pick up and move ever faster and the scent that they carried, some kind of food, was increasing at a steady slow rate. Soon, if Harmony would look to the sky, she'd see the suns change. Purple feel off to the left and almost out of sight and Green leapt to the center. The wind didn't warm up or cool down but it did blow ever faster and at a more steady rate. Poor Harm seemed destined to freeze, or rather get ever hornier one or the next.
[spacer]As he listened on to Harmony and watched he felt his own pleasure arise in his skin again. The tingling of watching the girl walk, of seeing her move, of hearing how she reacted… and then of seeing her panties again. Little did she know he could see from all angels, all directions, he could watch her. He didn't expect for this to be so.. so difficult to control. The emotions the feelings the burning passion rising within him. He felt it moving from his toes, tingling, itching, biting, rising up and through his knee. The sensation wouldn't die down, the more he tried to suppress it the more he felt it.. He wanted to do something to Harmony, but what? He had never felt this amount of pleasure before, it was more than his naughty little dreams where he'd fondle women. It surpassed his lewd fantasies of playing with a girls underwear. It even dwarfed his erotic dreams of breast to face smothering, of hand jobs, of gridding and playing. This female, this damned female, came into his life all of the sudden and now he was feeling things he'd never felt before. Listening to how she asked him the question, seeing her nipples perk by the air, he had the hardest time keeping himself straight and proper. No doubt when she excited the magical world she'd notice his very erected penis, she'd pay attention to the tent he'd pitched. This just wasn't going to end well would it?[/spacer]
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"As children we play in this grass, the tickling it gives us eventually becomes normal. I noticed the wind is cold to you… To us it is VERY warm. That's why the room was so cold when you came in." he expressed to her trying ot talk as little as possible and yet feeling like in not talking he was being suspected of naughty thoughts anyway. He cleared his throat and tried to speak out again hoping to get her to do what he asked, for the naughty reasons imagined, but also hoping to get her to experience like through his eyes.
"I know this is a strange thing, but understand that I'm speaking from a cultural view… and vantage point." he gave the wind its chance to blow. Letting the soothing and calming sensations of the breeze linger and his words float before he worked up the courage and gal to ask the question.
"Why not remove your clothing and experience the world like we do? Yes you will also remove your clothes in reality, but I have already locked the door, because I didn't want any other unwanted entries. So why not?" with that he fell silent again because he was nervous.[/spacer]