Because sometimes people find themselves sexually attracted to fictional equines, and those equines happen to be stallions. Because sometimes those stallions are talented fliers that have made a few bad decisions, and you wish you could just tenderly hug them for eternity. Because sometimes fanfiction authors take requests, and readers believe that letting sweet affection destroy the gender lines and racial lines keeping humans from stallions is beautiful. Because, let's face it, Soarin' is painfully handsome and it's not like you can resist him.

You, Soarin's human next door neighbor, have heard his abusive relationship going on for too long. You finally come over after a particularly painful fight. He finds solace in your arms. You don't quite know what to do, but you feel like you're making a connection that will last a lifetime.

This second-person "you" fanfic is in response to several requests. Please note that it includes violent domestic abuse, humans, bisexuality, and frank depictions of sexual situations. Spiritual prequels include 'Getting Braeburned', 'Trixie's New Assistant,' and 'Black Coffee in Caramel's Bed'. Thanks for reading.