Art: Tomorrow, when the apricots are ripe

[tryfanstone]

People, I'm really sorry about comments and e-mails, I will answer, I just have to met this deadline first. (Eeek!)

But (there's a story here) I have found out who painted this absolutely gorgeous picture for Tomorrow, and so I can finally tell you that this exists: and that the picture below was painted by Ailine. Ailine translated Tomorrow into

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[tryfanstone]

Actually, the one comment that no one has ever made to me that I find troubling (in a fic full of hand-waved moments) is, why on earth doesn't Jensen *write* what he thinks?

- so, yes. Traditionally, in RL pony play, a horse (any more than a puppy, in puppy play) cannot speak, because horses don't. In this far more extreme kink version, horses which have been into lifetime bondage have had their vocal chords destroyed. It doesn't mean they can't make noise - Jensen screams, here - but it does mean they can't make intelligible noise. For those who chose to play, of course, the situation is entirely different - much again like someone who puppy-plays on occasinal weekends and someone who choses to live that lifestyle 24/7.

I did try, in the second half, to show Jared trying to make Jensen accept that he is human as well as horse. I'm not sure I was uite successful - I think minchout did it much better in Speak, Touch, Sound. But, still, interesting to write, and I'm really glad you liked it enough to comment!

- apologies too for the late reply: a giftfic deadline has meant I've been really slow answering comments. I'm sorry!