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

[DieKraft Fe-Amon]

"I suppose i could relax today--it was a long few weeks of harvest," biel'en spoke calmly into the fire, he was still waking up and a yawn stretched its way through him and he fell back into the fur in a messy pile, his mane and tail caught in the circle of the floor where he lay.
Looking at the cieling he answered, "I would like that, yes," he nodded and closed his eyes. He was getting hungry but the rest was so nice he did not want to end it.  

[Dooma]

Breyant coul purr at the sight of the other stallion sprawled out among the fur. He was so very attractive. "Then you deserve to be pampered for all your hard work dear." He knelt down and stroked some of the raven waves. "You are a very handsome stallion. And I like seeing you so relaxed. Eat this plate at your leisure and I will be back after I inform them we shall be keeping this room another day." He spoke gently as he started to rise to his hooves.