Too much to drink ( colorsplash x breaburn ) CH 1 clean

dont judge me 

It was a late evening , splash sat in the living room sighing as the meal she made grew cold and she had to throw it out. she looks at the time its close to 2am , her wonders turn in to worries , she falls back to the couch as her tail cushions her back , she looks at the time again only a couple minutes have past , she wounder where he is , she respects his privacy ( almost ) but he’s never home this late with out an explanation , shes come to conclusion that she has to go find him , as she binds her tail short enough for it not to be seen she throws her buffalo print poncho over hear and heads for the door 

as she reaches for knob it turns , with surprise and anger feeling her up , the golden stallion stumbles in . 

“ahm…ah am…ahm home !” 

he wobbles balancing himself on side table of the couch , with a bottle in his had splash angry takes if from him

 “ where where you Mr. Breaburn ! i was worried sick ! ”

as she threw down her panch and fought with her tail to unbind it ,

“ah was at there saloon, if yall missed me you could’a jus come “ as he points out the window 

Colorsplash was in raged but she was more relived than upset , she takes a deep breathe and levels Breabun up by holding his hands. 

“come on Mr. Breaburn you ota get some sleep or work will be hell tomarra “

she wraps his arm around her back and guides him to his room, he wobbles and mumbles she gently sits him down on his bed , and takes off his hat, boots , and vest , 

“ya’ll better watch it , my pants outa be extra feisty* he smirks and wrinks flirtatiously 

splash rolls her eyes and begins to up do his pants , tugging them off and trowing them on the floor , she pulls back the covers and lifts Breaburn up and sits him back down on the sheets , and pushes him back to lay down , she pulls the covers over him as she up to his waist she sees his bulge high up , it looked hard and wide awake , her face grows bright pink as she continues to cover him up , as she heads to the door . she gently says

“goodnight Mr.Breaburn” 

as he mumbles and closes his eyes , she turns off the light and slowly closes the door, she takes a deep breathe and thinks of the bulge as her face grow pink again, she picks up her poncho and puts it up on the coat rack along with Breaburn’s vest and hat , 

she makes her way to her room , before bed she pulls down her shorts to her underwear and takes off her shirt replacing it with another one but much more comfortable , she pulls back the covers and crawls in pulling them over her, her mind begins to scatter in rage about him being gone , and its just skips to the exscitment she saw in his boxers , she blushes once more and she covers her face in embarrassment , and dozes off