
Sometimes the memories of the night before can be hazy, unfocused. You can vaguely recall the locale, maybe a few faces, one particularly tasty hoeur d'oeuvre. But you clearly remember the dance. The rhythm of the music, the light in your partner's eyes, the feel of their body pressed up against you as the rest of the world melts away and you lose yourself in the moment. Whatever else happened that night, you'll always recall that one perfect moment of time. And really, what other memories could compare?
Not much to say about this one, I wanted to have Cro sharing a lovely dance with his favorite secret agent mare. Are they on a mission? Going undercover by posing as a couple? Having a wager over who can outperform the other? I'd wager all that and more!
Cro belongs to myself
Art and Sylvia by
robthehoopedchipmunk
Not much to say about this one, I wanted to have Cro sharing a lovely dance with his favorite secret agent mare. Are they on a mission? Going undercover by posing as a couple? Having a wager over who can outperform the other? I'd wager all that and more!
Cro belongs to myself
Art and Sylvia by

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