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/NMP/ /Completed/ The man who sired foals: a Fulvius Stellus story

By Appreciationproject
Created: 2020-12-12 21:31:33
Updated: 2021-03-22 19:27:39
Expiry: Never

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    >Fulvius Stellus strode through the grove, empty waterskin in his hand.
  2. 2.
    >Usually he wouldn’t be one to go for a water.
  3. 3.
    >But some weird minute feeling prompted him to leave his two clients and his slave.
  4. 4.
    >And while they were tending to the camp at the roadside of Via Appia, he went to find a stream.
  5. 5.
    >Being an experienced survivalist, as much as an ex-legionnaire can be, he quickly found what he wanted.
  6. 6.
    >The air betrayed a distinctive smell of humidity. He attuned himself to it and walked to a clearing.
  7. 7.
    >There he froze in place, stunned by what he saw.
  8. 8.
    >At the clearing, near a small spring, stood the creature, without a doubt, of ethereal origin.
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    >A large but still statuesque mare, her mane and tail luxuriously colored in yellow, dark purple and violet.
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    >Her coat was of lightest shade of pink, like a blossom of cherry tree.
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    >Two feathered wings, like that of Pegasus, folded on her back and her forehead adorned with long and sharp horn.
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    >Knowing, that it’s customary for gods or their immortal servants to take a liking of some fantastic creature when manifesting themselves to mortals, he promptly knelt.
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    >The mare raised her head from the water she was drinking and smiled at him with almost human smile.
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    “Salve, o wondrous mare!” he said, “You surely must be one of the highest ranking messengers of some deity, or even a goddess herself! Please, tell this lowly mortal who you are, so he can honor you in a suitable way.”
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    >The mare laughed in a pleasant silvery tone.
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    >She unfolded her majestic wings and took a step towards him.
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    >”Look at me, my faithful Fulvius!” said the mare, “Look at me and tell yourself, who you think I am.”
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    “You must be Venus, from how beautiful you are.” answered Fulvius bowing even lower.
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    >The mare smirked.
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    >”And why do you think Ve- I took this form to speak with you?”
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    >Fulvius was silent, looking at her with hesitation in his eyes.
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    >”Come on, Fulvius. Tell out loud, what I clearly see in your heart.”
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    “Because, o goddess, this mortal thinks that there is nothing more beautiful in the world, than a mare.” He answered in a quiet voice.
  24. 24.
    >The divine mare nodded. Her horn lit up and Fulvius Stellus noticed that his nethers also began to glow.
  25. 25.
    >Alarmed, he wanted to jump up.
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    >”Do not be afraid!” the deity reassured him, “Tis my gift to you. Return home and continue to love your wife, being faithful to her as you’ve always been.”
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    >Said this, the mare turned away. A shimmering ring of light appeared before her and she went into it, leaving the clearing.
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    ***
  29. 29.
    >Twas a beautiful morning.
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    >Fulvius Stellus exited his bedroom and descended to the first floor of his villa.
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    >He stepped outside, smiled at the clear blue sky and went to a well.
  32. 32.
    >There he filled a voluminous wooden bucket with water. Then he went to a barn and fetched an armful of hay, almost half as large as his whole body.
  33. 33.
    >Slaves working in the courtyard bowed to their master, but didn’t make any attempt to help him, knowing his preferences well enough.
  34. 34.
    >With the bucket in one hand, hugging the hay with other he walked back to the house.
  35. 35.
    >He entered the large and spacious room at the first floor.
  36. 36.
    >The room’s inhabitant greeted him with a loud happy neigh.
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    >It was a chestnut mare, healthy, well groomed, elegant and beautiful.
  38. 38.
    >Fulvius lowered his cargo to the ground and approached her.
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    >The mare extended her neck towards him and he tenderly hugged her head.
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    >She nuzzled his face. They stood for a while inhaling each other’s breath.
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    “My beautiful darling…”
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    >He whispered with an inexpressible affection and tenderness, almost unbecoming for a Roman warrior.
  43. 43.
    >He disengaged from an embrace and presented her the bucket of water.
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    >She drunk it in one go and approached the hay pile, which she began to munch on.
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    >She was in so pristine condition she didn’t need any brushing whatsoever.
  46. 46.
    >But Fulvius Stellus still got her curry comb and stood there, grooming and combing her mane and tail while she was eating.
  47. 47.
    >Having done the grooming, he knelt besides her, hugged and tenderly caressed her pregnant belly.
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    “The goddess blessed us, my love.”
  49. 49.
    >He said, listening to a distinct double heartbeat, sounding from within her.

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