{prp]Are Mares Really All You Like? (Breyant x Biel'en) FIN

[Dooma]

It was one of those chilly fall days where a Mearh would much rather stay inside a warm house or curled up with another in their bed. Unfortunately as much as the later idea would appeal to a spotted grey stallion he was unfortunately without a bed partner for the night. And that just would not do. Lilac laced silver eyes glance around the tavern trying to find any possible Mearh with an equal need of company for the night.

The handsome figure leaned against the counter of a bar one black finger sliding over the rim of a glass of water. He had not been given an escort job that night and so how he was reduced to finding company on his own and on a evening like this he did not want to return home empty handed.  

[DieKraft Fe-Amon]

Biel'en had finished a hard day's work, even in the cold, and even with a scarf his forehead dripped with sweat and his muscles, finally able to relax, were twitchy with the heat of the tavern he had entered. The scent of briar and beer and barley wafted towards him as did a little mearh, a barmaid who had a kind face and a gently touch to her. he enjoyed being lead to the bar this time and with a great sigh, as though a weight was lifted from his shoulders, he sat on a stool not far from others as he did not mind anyone at the bar so long as they did not mind him.

The kind barmaid offered him a drink and he followed her to the bar itself, with a sigh he wiped his brow , black locks falling over the forearm which was still nervous from the swift change of temperature.

"Just water today miss--" he spoke, bringing a smile up from somewhere hidden in himself, he was too tired to really care if she got the order right.
 

[Dooma]

Those swirled eyes landed on the matted strong form of a tan stallion with raven black hair even as the scent of his sweat filled Breyant's nostrils. Softly he bit his lip as he watched this stallion, muscles all taught and a thick scarf about his neck move towards the bar. It was clear the way the red eyes moved of the barmaid that he was checking her out. And that brought a smile to the grey muzzle of Breyant. It looked like he found his challenge and from the look of the other stallion it was going to be quiet a challenge.

With a flick of his tail Breyant bought his glass up to his lips and took a sip of the refreshing liquid as the stallion moved to a chair one away from his on. His mind trying to figure out how best to go about this. He gave a bit of a shrug and without turning to the other stallion spot, "Looks like you had a hard day sir." He said his voice mater of fact as he shifted to lean farther against his chair. It would not do to show too much of an interest in the other stallion just yet. Might as well strike up a friendly conversation first and feel him out.  

[DieKraft Fe-Amon]

Biel'en was able to sigh away most of the twitches and pulsing veins in his body by the time the girl returned.

"Oh--Yes. I work in the fields," he spoke to the other, after receiving his goblet he raised it to the stranger's. He was glad to see someone in higher spirits than he, for he was not tired of mind, only of body and this leant him to look rather beaten and downtrodden despite his mind's ample energy.

"To a good harvest," he looked happy about his work, despite its back-breaking harshness. he drank from the goblet and ordered another quickly, not paying as much attention to girl this time as to his new person he spoke with.  

[Dooma]

Breyant smiled and turned to the the stallion this time as he spoke. The striking black marks around his eyes giving him a more feline feminine look to his face. "Ah yes that would explain how tired your body looks. Though from the looks of it it seems to be a very good harvest this year." He raised his glass to the stallion and nods, "Yes to a great harvest this year." He took a sip of his drink and turned more to face the bar now instead of the rest of the tavern, instantly making the space between he and the other stallion a bit more intimate.

"I think with such find weather we might even be able to double last year's harvest. Please let me buy you a drink for all your hard work sir. And if we shall be drinking partners tonight I should introduce myself. The name is Breyant" he said holding out his had for the other stallion's.  

[DieKraft Fe-Amon]

Biel'en accepted with a smile, his spirits lifting after he finished his water. Truly he needed to eat o the alcohol would go straight to his head if that is what his friend ordered.

"Perhaps sup with me as well? I have not had last meal for the day--" he spoke, rubbing his stomach, meaning dinner was about to be his first priority.

"Join me, and we may have a good night yet," he downed another glass of water before the waitress could get back to him and give him more. He was thirsty beyond remembering, and almost any liquid would do at this point!

 

[Dooma]

Breyant smiles and gives a nod, "Of course sir I will join you for last meal. After all I fear if I were to deny that growling beast of a stomach might eat me up." he said with a laugh and watched the other stallion.

He stood up straight and looked out into the tavern again, "Shall I go and get us a table good sir? I plan on enjoying your company as long as I can this night. It will be good evening I am sure." He looked at the barmaid and gave her a wink, "Please give my new friend a top shelf whiskey wail I find us a dinning table." With that said he moved into the crowd.

Having found a table he sent a rather shapely waitress to go and pick up his dinning partner. She smiled at Biel'en, "Please sir if you would follow me to your table?" She would lead him to one near the back of the tavern still fairly close to the bar so they could keep the drinks coming fast if they wished it.  

[DieKraft Fe-Amon]

With the cool air coming in from the open door, Biel'en was glad to be inside. He was planning to drink, but only after food. He did...to be kind have one shot before dinner with his new drinking buddy.

"You know--I feel we are rather Kindred spirits!" he spoke with a great laugh, his gruffness was lulled by the food which was now set upon the table and the ale which was being poured as though it were falling from the sky and free to all.
The barmaid eventually came to sit with them since she was so often taking their orders for more drink.

"Will you eat?" Biel'en asked, his arm cucking a massive loaf of bread to his neighbor with a grin.

 

[Dooma]

Breyant's tail flicked over the chair he set on as he watched the other. He was keeping up drinking with his new friend though he did switch in a bit more water than ale. He was thankful that the barmaid had joined them. He could use her to his advantage. He knew her well enough to know that should he ask it she would be more than willing to join them after hours.

"Oh? You feel that too sir? I am very glad you do. I think we might be of the same make sir." He smiled and looked at the food. "Oh do not say that you have had your fill already that your trying to pawn your half of the food on me?" He laughed and caught the bread with a wink. Laying a slice of cheese over the bread he took a bit bite, "Or are you trying to say that I am too thin? I am sure a little friend here would say I am of a good size." he leaned towards the barmaid who giggled and leaned playfully against his arm.  

[DieKraft Fe-Amon]

With a great laugh, Biel'en nearly spewed food on the table.

"You---are indeed sizable if the female has anything to say of it," he laughed, the barmaid's affections on his friend were a pleasant sight. he looked good with a mare, but then again, an endeh mearh looked good with anyone, he thought to himself.

"More water and a bottle of your finest--we're celebrating!" he spoke, patting the maid's behind as she scuttled off to the kitchens.

"She is ripe enough to eat," he laughed again, always jolly when the alcohol was in him. And it took very little to do that. Biel'en was not off his senses, just slower to respond and a lot happier than he seemed as the drink sloughed the weariness from his figure.
 

[Dooma]

Seeing the other stallion so jolly made Breyant extremely happy. Even if he did not manage to bed him he was still extremely glad to keep his company and hopefully call him friend.

He smirked and gave a nod, "I am sure I could also be sizable for a stallion too." he said and took a quick swig of the remaining ale and as if almost reading the other stallions thoughts he added, "I am sure I would be a good enough trophy for any Mearh's arm."

With a laugh he watched the other spank the barmaid and smiled, "I like your style sir. Yes indeed let us celebrate!" He smiled, "Oh I am sure she would find your quiet the sizable stallion yourself sir. And I do believe she has no other plans after hours if you would think to continue this little party."  

[DieKraft Fe-Amon]

Biel'en's hands went to pat the male on the back and half-steady himself from the rush to his head. The cold was still coming in strong but the alcohol numbed him to its bite.

The barmaid returned with little more to eat and some food. She explained they were closing for the night and asked if they wished a room. Biel'en did not seem to worry about the cost and immediately responded with a laugh and a large nod of his head, for a moment it seemed he would nod it right onto the floor with the silliness he was pursuing.

"You can join me friend--We can continue up stairs, I am told there is a fire in the room. They will have it lit before we go. With that he began his fourth drink, it was only ale now, but the initial shot of Grishna'k had knackered him before the rest were even taking effect.

 

[Dooma]

Breyant had to hold back an almost burt as he felt the pats to his back and even more so as the room was offered and so quickly taken up. With the other already so far gone in the drink it might be easier than not to suduce him. Hopefully though they could keep this buzz up and not have the tan stallion passing out as soon as they got in the room. Either way he would not be spending the night alone and he would have a warm body to snuggle up too in this cold night.

"I would be extremely glad to join you up stairs and continue this. The fire would be much appreciated. I do hate these cold nights alone. " he stood up his head only mildly swimming, after all he had a high tolerance for drinks though he did fake a slight bit of stumble as he moved over closer to the other stallion, "You seem a bit worse off than me my friend here toss your arm over my shoulder and let up continue all this up stairs." he said moving to help the Biel'en up and towards the stairs.  

[DieKraft Fe-Amon]

Biel'en was all too pleased to have help up the stairs. His legs were at first a bit stumbling but the worker in him made them ripple as he started to walk, knowing, drunk or not, he would be able to walk just fine, he did not mention it to his new friend though.

"You need to loosen up--we're friends!" he slurred as they approached the door.

The door swung open to reveal a breath of warm air, the room was warmed for them and there was a great rug before the fireplace.

"We can lie by the fire a while," he lurched forward, his hands catching him as he lie down on the rug, made of some large animal's fur with a silly broad grin on his face.  

[Dooma]

Breyant could not help but laugh hard at Biel'en comment, "Oh my do I not seem relaxed? I am loose" he giggled and helped to open the door the rush of warmth did cause a gently purr to slip past his muzzle. He smiled warmly, "OH that feel so very good!"

He leaned against the door frame and watched the other move and in the same falling forward caught up himself to spread out over the large fur. Breyant's fingers found his lips and he stroke them as he looked over the other stallion. The way the fire played on his tan skin, and the fur framing him caused the grey stallion's body to tighten. It was all he could do to keep from pouncing him.

He laughed and leaning back into the hall to gather the large pitcher of ale and two mugs he shut the door. "Sounds prefect too me. Though unless you want me atop you, you might was to scoot over so I can get down there with you."