SWOOSH! "And it's Soarin by a nose!" The exotic mare announcing the Wonderbolts Derby excitedly shouted of Soarin's victory. His vacation just ended and the light blue stallion already hand another win under belt. Though he secretly contributed this victory to his lucky charm. The love of his life. The yellow settler pony who was cheering for him in the stands, sticking out long a sore hoof amoungst all of the fancy-pants, hoity-toity-type unicorns (face it, nearly everypony in Canterlot is a unicorn) in the stands. "Woohoo! Yay Soarin!" Of all the ponies in the stands, the bubbly foreigner with the southern accent stomped his hooves the loudest, exclaiming his excitement for his boyfriend's win.
Soarin blushed to himself, hearing his boyfriend even over the loud stomping and shouting praises of all the other ponies. After the race, Soarin went to the locker room, got congratulated by a few of his fellow Wonderbolts, and had a conversation with Spitfire. Though his conversation was interrupted when they heard somepony knocking on the door. "S'cuse me now, but is Soarin in there?" Spitefire blinked and smirked a Soarin. "Looks like you've got an admirer." Soarin blushed. "Dunno what you're talkin' about." He chuckled and opened the door to let Braeburn in. "Howdy Soarin!" Braeburn smiled with glee and turned to Spitfire. "And a fine howdy to you too Ms. Spitefire." Spitfire just chuckled and swished her fiery coloured tail as she walked by. "Don't get too stir crazy boys. You know how the Princess feels about that same sex stuff." With that she left, leaving Soarin and Braeburn with a large pink blush spread across their fury cheeks. "D-did chu…?" "Of course not. Just…Spitfire knows my type." Soarin chuckled and kissed his lover on his blushed cheek. "Don't worry, she won't tattle on us. Well, she won't tattle as long as she doesn't see it for herself. So what say you and I continue our little celebration back at my suite at the castle?" Soarin inquired huskily. Braeburn squeaked at the saucy question. "O-ok…"
He followed close to Soarin as they trotted through the streets of Canterlot and were on their way to the castle. Braeburn whispered quietly. "B-but don't ya think it's a tad strange? Ya know, ta be doin'… that kinda stuff in the castle of the Princess, the ruler of all Equestria who despises same sex relations the most?" Braeburn bent his ears back as he spoke, the bubblyness leaving his voice a bit. Soarin chuckled. How cute. "Don't worry your pretty little hat." He chuckled and patted the hat on his head. "Strange as it may sound, castle's probably one of the best, most private places to do that stuff. I mean nopony's gonna barge in on you. Plus the castle suites are secluded. We're totally safe." He gave a reassuring smile.
Braeburn looked up and smiled back, believing his boyfriend. Though once they got back to the castle, not everything went as planned. Upon walking through the doors to the Canterlot Castle ballroom (cutting through their to get to the castle suites easier, though that's probably not an accurate architectural layout of the real castle), they saw a group of party ponies, or rather, drab, stuck-up sophisticates who were chatting to each other and a few of the other members of the Wonderbolts. "Oh crap…" Soarin winced and drew his wings downward and hissing as he bite his lip. "I forgot about the party…"
Braeburn blinked. "W-what party?" Soarin sighed. "Well usually after a derby there's victory party…and I forgot I was supposed to make an appearance…" "Oh." Braeburn blinked and rubbed his other foreleg. "Well don't let me keep ya. Ya'll should go mingle." He smiled. Soarin was reluctant though. "I dunno…feels like I'm ditching you…wait! Why not just come with me? I can introduce you as a 'close and personal friend'." He winked. "O-oh well…never been to such a fancy event before. Sure, why not?" He chuckled and followed Soarin's lead into the ballroom.
Lucky not too many ponies paid much attention to the pair. A few said a quick hello to Soarin and to Braeburn too, just to be polite. But Braeburn blinked when he saw somepony that he actually recgnoized. "Cousin Apple Jack?" Braeburn smiled and trotted over towards her and her concession stand that only served apple related pastries. Apple Jack blinked when she him. "Braeburn! Well isn't it nice to ya'll again! But whatcha doin' in Canterlot?" "I could ask you the same thing!" He chuckled. "But I'm actually a friend of one of the Wonderbolts so he gave me ticket to come and see the derby today." "Woah nelly, hold up a sec here. You're friends with one of the Wonderbolts and you didn't tell Rainbow Dash? Woo! RD will be a bit mad at chu!" She winked and chuckled. "I actually didn't meet him till just recently…" He admitted with a blush. "So what brings ya'll to Canterlot cuz'?" "Oh well see here, they send scouts from Canterlot all over Equestria, lookin' fer different bakers each time so that their parties have a bit more lively hood. Just so happens they heard about Sweet Apple Acres and chose me to cater apples! Fancy huh?"
It was only then that Soarin noticed that his beloved companion was no longer by his side. He looked frantic for a moment or two, his eyes scanning the room looking for him. Luckily, Braeburn wasn't exactly hard to spot. So Soarin trotted over. "Hey you! Did ya get hungry?" Braeburn blinked, looking towards Soarin and smiling. "Oh no, but lookey here, this is mah cousin Apple Jack!" Soarin blinked and smiled. "Hey I remember you! You were at the gala that one night, you sold me a big apple pie!" "Oh yeah, now I 'member you. Heh. Care ta buy another pie, partner?" "Course!" He eagerly bought one and looked at Braeburn. Braeburn just chuckled. "Go on back to the room with yer pie, I'll be up in a bit, wanna talk to my cousin for a few, and I reckon you're eager to get a lickin' on that pie." Soarin tried to blow him a kiss but it was hard since they were in public and there was a pie in his mouth. So he just winked and trotted away.
Shortly afterward, another pony came to talk to the two Apples. It was Rarity. "Oh Apple Jack I simply can't thank you enough for allowing me to accompany you to this party!" She smiled and batted her long, false lashes. "In fact, I've made special drinks just to celebrate!" She used her magic to levitate a plate over to them which had about 5 pink drinks. "Mind if I partake in one?" Rarity blinked and turned her attention to Braeburn. "Oh of course dear. You're Apple Jack's cousin Braeburn aren't you? It's lovely to see you again." She was about to levitate a drink over to Apple Jack when she turned her head, hearing somepony calling her name.
Seeing as the drink was still levitating, Braeburn shrugged and grabbed it with his hoof, taking a big swig. "Woah! You gotta try this cousin Apple Jack; Miss Rarity sure does know how to mix a drink!" He chuckled and finished his drink. Rarity, meanwhile, had been too distracted by Fancy Pants. He'd been the one who called her name. They had a nice, quick chat before he exited the party. Rarity turned back to Braeburn and Apple Jack. Her eyes widened a bit when she saw all the drinks on the tray she was still levitating were gone. She bit her lip a bit, looking desperately in each cup.
Apple Jack and Braeburn gave each other a discerning look noticing Rarity's distress. "Uh…sugar cube, y'all didn't want one, did ya?" Apple Jack spoke apologetically. "Just…they were so good me and Braeburn got a little carried away." She rubbed her hoof behind her neck. Rarity finally blinked, breaking herself out of her own trance. "O-oh, oh no it's quite alright! I was just..uhm…looking at the glasses…" She shook her head and chuckled a bit awkwardly. "E-excuse me please, would you?" She quickly trotted away, taking the tray with empty glasses with her.
Braeburn and Apple Jack blinked. "That was…a tad strange." "Yeah, but that's just how Rarity is." Braeburn and Apple Jack spoke for awhile longer until the party was nearly over. "Goodness, gracious, look at the time! Terribly sorry cousin, but I gotta skedaddle, got somepony expectin' me!" They both tipped their hats politely, said goodbye, and Braeburn made his way through the lessening crowd of ponies to the other side of the castle, running up to the suite Soarin had reserved.
He panted a bit, finally reaching the room. He raised a hoof and gave a gentle knock on the door. "Soarin, you still up…?" He pushed the door open with his muzzle to see a suit-less Soarin resting peacefully in the deluxe plush bed with an empty pie tin on the night stand. Braeburn smiled and chuckled softly. Quietly closing the door behind him and strolling over to the bed. "Sorry ah took so long…" He leaned and kissed Soarin on top of his forehead, some of Soarin's spiky and somewhat erratic dark blue hair tickling his muzzle as he did so.
Though Braeburn was in for a nice surprise, as Soarin's strong arms wrapped around Braeburn and brought the yellow stallion down and pinned him to the bed. "You will be sorry.~" He chuckled haughtily and smirked at Braeburn. Braeburn blinked, eyes wide in momentary shock, but they softened as he himself chuckled and wrapped his arms around Soarin's strong neck and brought him closer. "Were you fake sleepin' and waitin' for me the whole time?" "Well, after I devoured the pie, which dear Celestia, you have seriously got to have your cousin give you the recipe for that pie, it was to die for, but I went out and did a little exercises but I came back and you weren't here so I figured I'd wait and surprise you."
"Mm yer always susprin' me darlin'." Braeburn smiled and kissed Soarin sweetly. Though that sweet kiss quickly turned passionate and needy. The two stallions lip-locked in heated passion and Braeburn sneaked his hooves up to Soarin's stiffening wings and began rubbing them along the sensitive, throbbing veins. Soarin shivered and couldn't stifle a moan, breaking the kiss for air and shivered. "Damn…baby, you give the best wing jobs." He growled huskily as Braeburn continued to caress his now fully erect wings. Getting Soarin in all the right spots. "That ain't the only thing I'm good at darlin'." Braeburn whispered hotly as he sacrificed one of his hooves that was stroking Soarin's wings and brought it down between them, rubbing Soarin's fully erect member. Soarin's eyes went wide as he pooled over with ecstasy. It was simply amazing, to receive a hoof job and a wing job at the same time. The feeling was indescribable. Or rather, no Pegasus was ever lucid enough to describe it.
"F-faa cckkk…Braeburn!" He called out, not being able to handle it anymore. Braeburn smirked a bit. Adjusting himself so that he his bum was up and his hind legs were hooked around Soarin's lower back. Soarin lined his member up with Braeburn's hole and thrusted.
Braeburn moaned as he received Soarin. His Soarin. They made passionate love all night long. Even into the morning. Going at it a total of 10 times, a new record. It was wonderful and they practically passed out afterward. But there were consequences in the morning. Like the sore muscles through Soarin's body and the sluggishness he felt in the morning. While Braeburn couldn't really feel his legs much less move them. "Hey babe…sleep well?" Soarin smiled and yawned.
Braeburn finally managed to make himself sit up. Despite the sharp pain in his flank. "Pretty good…'cept for the pain in mah lower back. How about you darlin'?" "A little sore but overall pretty good too." He stretched his legs and his wings, making a few of his bones crack. Braeburn blinked when he looked over to the clock, seeing that it was already 9:30 AM. Soarin had to catch the train to Las Pegasus at 10 AM. "Fuck…sorry babe, I gotta go…" Soarin got dressed and got his small suitcase. "Sorry I can't see you off …" Braeburn frowned. "Don't worry about it babe. I'll be back before you know it. Kay?" He walked over to the bed and kissed his lover.
Braeburn kissed back and gently ran a hoof through Soarin's mane. "Gonna miss you…" They stayed there and nuzzled for a few moments. "Yo Soarin! We gotta train to catch!" One of the Wonderbolts from the team was calling out Soarin's name and knocking on the door. "Be out in a minute!" Soarin called back and sighed, turning back to Braeburn. He gave him one last kiss before getting up and heading to the door. "Love ya babe!" He called to Braeburn and left.
Breaburn blinked and smiled. "I love you too…" Eventually he got up and gathered his things. Heading down to the station, waiting for the train for Appleloosa. It would be a good two months before Soarin could come to visit Braeburn again. Though he'd be surprised to find out that Braeburn wasn't entirely alone.