Mister Seapony (aka I want your butt babies)

The next morning, the sun creeps above the land. Its light showing through the window into the eyes of the two lovers. Braeburn slowly opens his eyes, tiredly, looking straight at the sun. He groans as he sits up and rubs his with his hoof. He yawns and looks down at Soarin, who is snoring loudly, still asleep in the bed. He chuckles at him and nudges him gently with his hoof.

"Morning already..?" Soarin grumbles tiredly and sits his head up to look up at Braeburn. "Ya ready for the day, Soar?" he asks excitedly while smiling at him and he sits up, looking back at him. "Yeah, I'm ready," he replies with a sweet smile and crawls out of bed. He stretches his back until he hears small popping coming from his spine. He then gets his wings stretched out, a couple of loose feathers float to the ground. He folds his wings back up as Braeburn gets off the bed.
"I'm actually quite excited for this really.!" Brae chuckles as he walks over to him with a smile. "What orphanage do ya think we should check out?" He asks him. Soarin thinks for a while and then answers," Well, I have visited one in Canterlot to show off to the kids. It's the only one I can think of really!" Braeburn, trying really hard to contain his excitement, hugs him tightly. "We can get there!" he exclaims in a joyful tone," But we may catch the train soon so we don't miss it.!"

Soarin nods and kisses his cheek. Braeburn blushes heavily and goes out to the short hallway, with a railing on his right so he could look down at the first floor. He walks into the bathroom with Soarin following behind him. Brae turns the water on, in his shower. He looks behind him and gets spooked by Soarin.
"What are ya doin' in here, Soar?" He asks with his joyful laugh.

"Who? Me? I'm just going to join you in the shower; that's all," he answers with a wink and a deep blush. Braeburn turns his whole face to a deep red and smiles. He climbs into the shower, water pouring onto his long mane. He motions his hoof, letting him in. Soar steps inside and shuts the shower curtains.
He rubs his muzzle softly against Braeburn's round flank and the yellow stallion blushes heavily. "Jeez, Soar.! Are you sure we should be doing this now?" he asks, chuckling and blushes harder. "Aw.. Not even just a nibble, baby?" He flirts while swaying his tail seductively. "No, Soar!" Brae replies with laughter as he squirts shampoo onto his hoof and starts scrubbing his mane.
"Fine.! Fine.!" Soarin chuckles, " At least let me help you with your mane." He laughs and hops on top of him. They both blush heavily as he helps with his mane by scrubbing the dirt out of it, from yesterday's hard work. "Well, if you say so, Soar!" he replies with a large grin.

The stallions, after fifteen minutes, get out of the shower, dripping wet. They dry each other off with a fluffy towel. Braeburn kisses his lips a bit and continues getting ready for the day. They brush each others' manes. Braeburn goes into his bedroom and puts on his best leather vest. "What's with the fancy get-up, Brae?" Soarin asks with a whistle. He answers with a smile, " Well, ya gotta put on your best if we are going to adopt a foal, Silly!"
Soarin looks over at him and he tells him, "I understand, Babe, but I'll just be going with my everyday usual."

"So not wearing anythin'?" Braeburn asks him with a smirk.

"Exactly!" Soarin replies with a loud chuckle. Brae grabs his small bag of bits and trots downstairs with Soarin following him, behind. Once they get outside, they started running through the orchard, past the large, green, apple trees. They get to the town's train station and Braeburn pays for the tickets to Canterlot. They look at each other, smiling. They step into the train as Braeburn excitedly trots down the aisle to find a couple of seats. They both sit in a booth like seat, with a soft velvet cushion. Soarin, sitting by the window and holding Braeburn close with his front leg. They soon hear the train whistle blowing loudly, and the train pulling them along.
"What do ya want to name the baby once we get him?" he asks him with a smile.
"Deciding on a gender already? Well, to be honest, I'm not sure exactly," Soarin replies with a laugh.
"I was think'n like Apple Dumpling maybe?" Braeburn says with a grin.
"Nah, that sounds kinda dumb," he laughs.
"Really? Well, okay. How about Cortland? Cortland Cobbler?" He asks with a bit of a chuckle, and Soarin's eyes light up.
"I like it! It's adorable, Babe!" He excitedly answers to his question. Soarin watches outside as the world goes by. He notices a huge herd of buffalo following the train. Their hooves pounding against the ground like thunder.
"Hey, Braeburn, I thought you said the bisons weren't against you anymore," Soarin tells him in a bit of worry. Braeburn crawls over him to look outside the window.
"Oh, them? That's normal actually. They won't do no harm," he tells him casually and then sits back down on the booth. Soarin wraps a wing around him and holds him close. "Well, if you say so, Cowboy," he laughs and smiles at him.

Many hours pass, the stallions are asleep on the red booth. Soarin is snoring a bit, still holding onto his husband tightly. They, then, feel the sudden jerking of the train slowing down to a stop. The squealing of the train makes the two stallions wake up a bit. They look out at the city, seeing the bright moon light shining above.

Soarin stretches a bit and gets up and Braeburn does so as well. The walk down the aisle with ponies crowding it up but they still stick together. "Is this really Canterlot, Soar?" He asks him in shock as they step out of the train. They both look up at the towering, decorated buildings all around them.

"Oh yeah! This is it, Babe!" Soarin answers with excitement. They start walking around the city and Braeburn looks all around him. "I've neva been around this part of Equestria before.!" Brae exclaims with shock.
"We better find a hotel for the night first before we go anywhere!" Soarin tells him. Braeburn and Soarin start trotting around the city, looking for a hotel to stay in. Soarin puts his hoof on Brae's chest, and stops him. He puts his hoof back down and points to a hotel nearby, with a sign that lighted up in red saying, "No Tell Hotel."
They look at each other and blush heavily. They walk through the turning doors, and inside the building. They see a waiting room, with blue, cushioned seats right next to a blue couch. They face a brick fireplace. The room was decorated with paintings and plants. They go up to the front counter to check in. The pastel purple unicorn, with a curly blond mane, blue eyes and glasses, look at them both with a tired look, bags under her eyes.
"Hello, ma'am. We would like a room just for the night please," Braeburn says to her and she seems a bit shocked.
"You don't mean just for a couple hours? You two must be quite the busy stallions," she replies, trying not to laugh. Her comment flies right over Brae's head while Soarin blushes a deep red at her. He looks over at Brae and winks at him. She rolls her eyes and hands the hotel door key to them.
"Here. Enjoy your stay. Your room number is 415," she tells them tiredly. They go into the elevator, right around the corner, and go up to the second floor. The hallway is carpeted with a strange flowery pattern. They go inside their room and Braeburn opens the curtains to look down at the city in amazement. Soarin comes up behind him and kisses his neck gently.
"We're all alone, Babe," he whispers in his ear, "Want to have some fun.?" Braeburn chuckles and starts to bite on the blue pony's ear gently. "That's the spirit, Brae," he moans," You want a little pony ride, cowboy?"
Brae whinnies a bit and tackles him onto the bed. "Does that give ya an answer?" He asks with a mischievous grin. Soarin looks up at him with a dark red blush on his cheeks as Braeburn sits on his lower stomach. He held onto the blue pony tightly and they made sweet love the rest of the night. Moaning could be heard down the hallways, from their hotel room.