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The snow storm had been predicted days ago, but Bruun hadn't taken it seriously. He always preferred to look at the best parts of life that he could and a blizzard had never hit his small part of the world. They had plenty of thunderstorms and ice storms, but heavy snow was unheard of. He wished he had taken it seriously when Mera had told him that she wanted him to help pull the sleigh up towards her winter cabin. She'd been sure that the place had taken some damage in the last windstorm and wanted to get it patched up, but now it was too late to regret that he'd caved to her large brown eyes. He had to concentrate on getting through the storm that had blown up on them as they made their way up the near mountain.

His golden fur was mostly hidden beneath the snow that hammered against his chest and stomach. His fur kept him warm, but he wished he had something more substantial than his jeans and vest. The leather of his harness pulled against him as he struggled against the weight and leaned forward to even use his hands. He was more nimble then the four leggers and, more importantly, knew how to pick out the best path through the dangerous storm. He allowed himself a moment to arch his neck in pride. If Mera had gotten one of the stallion's to pull the sleigh they would have never done as good as he did! They were always full of nervous energy and not nearly as steady as he was. A gelding was always a steady and trustworthy steed! Especially when there was something important that needed done.

He could make out the rock cropping that marked where the turn off for the cabin was and threw himself harder against the traces. The sled behind him slipped easily over the slippery snow, but that's what made it dangerous. It was hard work pulling it up the hill without it threatening to slip back. The big Belgian gelding dropped his chin all the way against his chest and surged forward with his legs lifting high. His muscles hardened beneath his smooth pelt as his large feathered hooves lifted out of the snow and crunched down again. He concentrated only on getting to the rocks where he could turn. His straining body started to show trails of steam as he put everything he had into the pull and heard his donkey friends yelp as he sped up.

No stallion could do this. They would have wanted to show off or would have wanted to be pampered. He didn't want to be pampered right now. He knew Mera would groom him later and it would be very very good, but not now. Now he wanted to work! He loved the feel of his body struggling against the elements. He flared his nostrils wide and sent a blast of misty breath out as he turned his body and pulled the laden sleigh with him. His thick forelock was laden with snow and iced over as he tried to peer out from beneath it. There! He could see the cabin right there! It was a dark shape against the swirling snow was a beacon for him. He wasn't cold, not with how hard he was working, but he knew his friend would be shivering and nearly ready to drop. She wasn't large enough to keep warm and she wasn't working as hard as he was.

"We're almost there, Miss Mera! You hold on and I'll get you there safe and sound!" He called back and turned his head back to see the bundled form sitting on the front of the sleigh. "You just hold tight!"

~~*~~

Mera didn't know if she'd ever feel warm again. She clamped her teeth down to stop them from chattering together as she tried to get a fire started in the fire place. Bruun had gotten them to the cabin and before she'd been able to protest his large arms had swept her up and carried her into the building. It had been warm only by virtue of the fact that it was out of the harsh winds and stinging snow. The storm had knocked out the electricity which meant there was no heat and no light. The only saving grace was the massive fireplace that was situated in the living room and it could be used to heat the place up as much as she possibly could.

"I brought you more wood, Ms. Mera." She glanced up at the Danish accented voice and saw the big gelding drop down the load next to the fireplace and off the carpet.

"Thank you, Bruun, but it's probably too wet to be any good tonight." She moved her hand up to run her fingers over her long damp ears.

"I'm wet too." The voice was plaintive and she suppressed a smile as she glanced over at the gelding.

He was large. He even outsized a few of the shire's at the stables, but he was every inch the gentle giant. His golden fur was darkened to flat brown from the snow that was melting and mixing with the sweat. His body was firmly muscled from years of working on the farm and helping to pull carts. The only hint of color on him came from his well-loved jeans and the dark green halter on his finely featured head. He was a beautiful draft horse. If he would have been a stallion she likely would have tumbled him into her bed in a heartbeat. That wasn't even a fault in her mind, not when he was so good natured and sweet. He never balked at a job set before him and when he took it he put his all into it. Some of the stallions just wanted to pose and preen in front of the mares.

His ears were splayed to either side of his blonde mane as he looked at her with a pained expression on his handsome face. She could still see where the harness had flattened down his fur and the streaks of sweat. He had worked hard, far harder then he should have to get them here to safety. She could only imagine how his muscles hurt from pulling her, the sleigh and the gear she had loaded into it. The fire slowly started to warm the place up so she began to thaw out and wriggled the damp blanket from her shoulders. She couldn't leave him uncomfortable, not after all he'd done to bring her here safely. Some water heated over the fire would let her get rid of any sweat and give him a good rub down so he didn't stiffen up.

"Me too, Bruun, me too. Come on, let's get you cleaned up, alright?" She pushed herself up and ignored the shiver that ran down her back. The little donkey knew that taking care of the gelding came first.

~~*~~

Bruun looked at the five foot donkey with eager eyes when she started to get together his grooming gear. He would pull her through another blizzard as long as she promised she'd brush him down again. Nothing was better than being pampered after a long hard work out and Mera knew the best places to brush and when to be gentle. There was no groom in the entire stable that was as good as she was! He arched his neck in anticipation of being brushed and cleaned off. As she put some water to heat up he gratefully set his thick fingers to his jeans and started to wriggle out of them. The fabric was soaked and clung to his hips, but he managed to wriggle them down one to his large feathered hooves to kick off.

Once his pants were off he let out a relieved sigh at no longer feeling the fabric rub against him. He glanced down at himself and then back up as a finger suddenly pulled right beneath the length of his halter. Mera gripped the ring firmly so that his head was lowered and he followed her placidly towards the fire. The warmth lapped against him as the little donkey handled him confidently. He made sure not to be rude and pull against the halter and unlike a rude stallion he didn't rush to where he wanted to be. He had been raised to be polite! His docked tail twitched with anticipation as his halter was released and the curvy donk leaned over to pluck up a damp rag from the warmed bowl of water.

The gelding let out a puff of breath as a happy noise the moment she began to use the warm rag to clean off his coat. It felt so good to have her stroking along the broad expanse of his chest and he didn't even mind leaning down to make sure that she could move up to work behind his thick neck. It let him playfully bump his big muzzle against her shoulder and snuffle against the front of her shirt. Her hands worked down his chest and stomach as he tried to pick up a hint that she might have something tasty on her. She always had the best treats hidden in her pockets! It was enough to keep him amused as she lifted one of his muscular arms up to work from his wrists to his thick fingers. The fire crackled behind him, the snow was trapped outside and he was in the cabin with his favorite person. For him, life couldn't get much better.

~~*~~

Mera grinned to herself at the eagerness of the gelding to get himself groomed. She started to work the rag in strong strokes along the broad chest and was careful of the nipples. The gold hoops that pierced them were sensitive and she didn't want to hurt him. Bruun really was a pleasure to work with and for more then just his gentle nature. He was one of the most handsome horse's she'd ever been around and with the way he solicited getting groomed it only made him show better. She worked her way along one of his arms and leaned backwards as the large head dropped down to snuffle at her curiously.

"I don't have any treats, you silly creature." She chuckled to herself and gave the gelding a light push.

"You might have forgotten they were there." Bruun's voice came up hopefully as his nose bumped against her chest.

Mera gave her head a shake back and forth, but let him snuffle at her in his search for a bit of candy or some such. She was a bit sad she had forgotten to pick up a back of marshmallows for him. He would have been perfectly still if he'd been able to have his favorite treat. She worked a bit more firmly against his stomach as she tried to keep herself active. Without her blanket she was starting to get cold again and she had to keep her jaw clenched to keep herself from chattering her teeth. Once she had Bruun tended she could go back to her blanket and warm up, but for now it was miserable trying to keep herself warm. Even the fire didn't help as much as she wanted it to.

The gelding seemed oblivious as he leaned and bumped against her to help her reach spots that bothered him. When she slid her fingers down to lightly work along his inner thighs she felt a slight moment of regret. It was a shame he was a gelding. If he'd been one of the stallions they could have kept each other warm and entertained in one go. The moment she thought that she felt ashamed of herself. Bruun loved being a gelding and he was the sweetest horse she'd ever met. She wouldn't hurt his feelings for anything. Especially not by letting him know that she faulted him for not being a stallion. At least they could cuddle up together and share body warmth later.

~~*~~

Mera was cold. Bruun watched as her short form worked over his fur until it started to gleam and saw slight tremors running along her back. He frowned slightly. She was working. Working should keep her warm. That's what made him warm when he was cold! He turned his head to watch her a bit more closely and saw that her clothing hadn't dried yet and that would make her uncomfortable. Her fur was dry at least, but the way she had her muzzle clamped shut made him wonder just how cold she was. He didn't want her to freeze! As she worked against his lower legs he furrowed his brow in thought. She did so much for him and took such good care of him. It would be nice to do something back for her.

He looked down at the short curved form and the swell of the hips he noticed that even her tail drooped down over her rump. It was normally lively and twitchy and if it was drooping she wasn't happy at all. That wouldn't do. He leaned down and snuffled against the back of her neck just enough to have his velvety nose touch the back of her neck. He could feel the shiver that ran down her spine! She smelled faintly of wood smoke, but mostly of warm donkey and herself. It was a smell he had known all his life and he let out a warm snort of breath that made her try to squirm away from him.

He had been a gelding since the time that he was very small, but that didn't mean he didn't know many of the things stallions did. He also knew how the stallions spoke about his Ms. Mera. He was happy she had so much company, but tonight she had only him to keep her warm. His golden ears flicked up as a thought stirred in his mind and he grinned mischievously while moving his large hands down to wrap around the fall smaller donkey. Her compact form ended up getting tugged against him as he gave a light tug against her shirt. Well, if she was cold, then he would use the tricks the mares taught him to warm her back up! That was a geldings job after all and he was very very good at it. All the mares said so!

~~*~~

"Bruun! I'm cold enough as it is!" Mera snapped the words far more harshly then she meant, but that didn't stop the gelding as he tugged at her shirt again.

"That's right, Ms. Mera, you're very cold and you've brushed me off so I am clean and warm and happy." The Belgian gave his head a nod. "So now, I will make you warm and happy so you don't get too cold."

"That's not going to happen with taking away the only thing keeping me warm, silly creature." She admonished him, but it was lost as the shirt was tugged over her muzzle and muffled her words.

At least the gelding had shifted his large form so that he sandwiched her between his body and the fire. He dropped her damp shirt to one side and slowly dropped to one knee. The stallion towered nearly ten foot tall with his perked ears, so it at least put him more on her level as he nudged her nose with his own. He smelled sweetly of the soap she had used and magnificently of himself as he shared breath and moved his large hands down to cup against either side of her hips. If he'd been a stallion she would have melted at the brush of his thumbs rubbing just against the lower part of her stomach and the heat of his chest against her. As it was, it still sent a thrill down her back. She could admit to herself she was more than a little in love with the big gelding.

The big muzzle lowered itself until it brushed along the upper portion of her chest and gave it a slow rub back and forth. The soft velvet lips brushed against her breasts before he began to lip them. It was incredibly erotic to feel such a large muzzle teasing her, but it was compounded with the fact that his fingers hooked neatly into her jeans and started to tug and wriggle at them. If it had been anyone else she would have known exactly what was happening, but it was Bruun! She didn't know what was going on, but it still made her heart beat speed up and her mouth feel dry as he nudged her pants down past her hips. A broad pink tongue teased out to trace right along the curve of one breast and playfully caught her nipple.

"Bruun! What are you doing?" She meant to sound normal, but her voice came out breathy.

"Helpin' you warm up, Ms. Mera." The dark eyes lifted up to look at her playfully. "I am a very good gelding and I know how to use my tongue very very well."

~~*~~

This was the most fun he had had all week! Mera's face was shocked, but he didn't push her away or say no. It would make him feel very pleased with himself to warm her up like he had some of his mare friends. He nestled his muzzle against her supple breasts and worked his lips over them tenderly. He barely used his teeth except when he reached the firming nipples. Then he lightly nibbled around them until he heard her let out a sharp whimper and her entire body shook with something that wasn't the cold. His big hands pulled the pants downwards before he moved them up to cup against either side of her hips.

She was so very soft beneath his hands! He could feel her still shivering from the cold, but he would take care of that. He ran his thick tongue in circles over her perked nipple and even took one between his lips. He pulled around them and suckled so that his teeth gave a gentle teasing nibble. The compact donk let out a cry that made him perk his ears up as he repeated the teasing suckling to hear her make the noise again. Her hands moved up to either side of his head, but when she didn't push him away he gave a little smile. His lips pulled over the teat and moved his head backwards slowly. The dark nipple pulled free with a slick popping noise as he lowered his head a touch.

Mera's belly fur was paler then her back and shoulders. He nibbled down against it and moved his hands to pull up against his hips. Her bray made him grin and her hands moved down to grip against his shoulders as he carefully lowered her to the rug in front of the fire. He glanced up to see her expression a bit surprised and there was even a little blush at the tips of her long ears. She was enjoying this! He whickered softly and nibbled, licked and rubbed all the way down along the length of her lower belly. At last he hovered right above the soft dark tear shaped sex and let out a puff of breath right over them. The smaller donkey arched up and opened her legs as he started to nuzzle, nestle and rub his golden muzzle between them. This was a very fun game!

~~*~~

Mera felt her breath catch in her throat at the geldings casual shifting of her form. The muzzle that trailed down was gentle and brushed over her belly to find the most sensitive places to tease with his teeth. She moved her hands down to hold either side of his head and her fingers gripped the green halter as he started to nuzzle and bump between her thighs. The soft lips worked upwards and she could feel the slightly stiffer whiskers tickling against her inner thighs. The donkey flicked her ears back against her head. The hot rush of breath tickled along her dark mound before his tongue teased against them. It wasn't a tentative touch, to her surprise it was a slow pull of the silken muscles that made her body arch up.

She used her hold on the halter to guide his muzzle so that it wedged a bit more firmly against her folds. The tongue worked between them and coaxed them open so he could circle the plump nub of her clit. The donkey kept her hold on the halter as the tongue flickered lightly and made her hips arch upwards. One of her dark furred legs slid over the broad expanse of the back as she sucked in a sharp breath. She'd never known that the gelding entertained himself this way. He'd always been sweet, blustering and hard working, but the way he shifted his muzzle showed this wasn't the first time he'd shown a mare attention. In fact, his tongue found places she didn't know could be teased and circled over them. Normally she would have leaned back to enjoy the sensation, but this time she found herself watching the muscular golden form in front of her. The hide that rippled along his shoulders and even the short blonde tail that rapidly wagged back and forth.

The great hands moved up to cup either side of her hips and pulled them upwards as she felt the blunt fingers dig against the softness of her rump cheeks. Her ropey tail twitched as her shoulders pushed harder against the rug and her back arched up. The thick tongue tip gentle teased against her opening and tauntingly started to push into her before withdrawing. She pulled lightly at the halter and tried to guide him back down, but for once the big gelding pulled against the hold so that his soft lips could work right over the rise of her clit. One of his hands slipped free and she realized what he was about to do before he did it. His fingers slipped out and curled upwards to slide the pad of one digit up against her opening. He curled it lightly forward putting pressure against her passage before he coaxed it open. Her entire body tensed up as a short braying cry of pleasure spilled out from between her lips.

~~*~~

Bruun knew that Mera was watching him. He flicked his green eyes up to see her staring down as he made sure she would stop being so chilled. His neck arched in pleasure that she was enjoying the sight of him as well as his touch. He nestled his muzzle up at the apex of her soft folds and used his tongue to work around her clit. One of his thick fingers gently curled beneath his chin so that he could feel her opening. He didn't rush or try to be rough with her. Instead he gently started to inch his digit inwards to feel her spreading open around him. His tail started to wag faster as his touch made her make all sorts of interesting noises. He loved noises! He loved knowing that he could make her feel good like this and she was starting to become warmer.

A stallion would have been over excited. He knew that. They were always thinking with their balls, but he didn't have any. He could concentrate instead on how to make her feel the most pleasure. He used his soft mobile lips to pull gently against the soft outer lips while his tongue worked between them. He did his best to make sure that he used his tongue as the mare's had taught him to. A gelding always made sure that his partner had as much pleasure as he could give her! When he looked up he could see Mera's slightly unfocused eyes still focused on him so he arched his form up.

He knew he looked handsome. His fur was now gleaming in the fire light and a beautiful pale cold. The white markings on his arms were standing out against the darker form of the curved donkey and his muzzle was perfectly placed between her legs. His fingers pushed inwards to stroke along the softness of her inner passage. It was warm and slick to the touch and he could feel the muscles clamping down beneath his shifting thrusts. He made sure she was watching him shift his knees beneath him. He deliberately tensed the muscles and relaxed them along his haunches while he wagged his tail faster. He tried to find the places that made her let out moans and little brays. She would be very warm when he was done!

~~*~~

Mera watched the muscular form that rested in the fire light. At another time it would have been picturesque the way the golden fur seemed almost metallic in the firelight. Or the way his blonde mane tumbled along either side of his thick neck in waves that showed just a hint of dampness left there. His pale form was offset by her own dark fur as her leg tensed up along the curve of his shoulders. He was easily able to take her weight as he lifted himself up slightly and curved her hips more into the air. His muzzle nestled upwards to lip and nibble just along the lower portion of her belly.

His finger gently plunged into her. She could feel the tip brushing along the smooth muscles and right over the rise of her g-spot. She clenched her walls down tightly around him as the digit worked in and out. The slow movements pulled along her eager body as she started to give short bucks upwards to meet them. She tried to focus on his form, but as he began to work his fingers a bit more steadily inside of her she felt herself tensing up. Her breath came out in short sharp pants as the soft chin rested along her soft stomach and she could feel the tickle of his warm breaths against the underside of her breasts.

The fingers shifted up inside of her and she felt his lips sliding higher up along her stomach. His soft muzzle gently brushed against the perked rise of her nipple. The gentle touch plucked right at the tip and she felt the light brush of his teeth. The finger teasing inside of her suddenly brushed against that sensitive spot again. Her breath was drawn in as she suddenly let out a braying cry of pleasure. Her walls clenched down around the digit pressed deep inside of her. The geldings broad chest was pressed down right over her legs to help her keep in place as he teased her through the sudden rush of her climax. Her walls milked around his finger and she heard her heart beat pounding in her ears. Nothing seemed to matter past the first rush of pleasure. It seemed like eternity before she came down from the waves that made her body shiver as she first had coming into the cabin. And even longer before she allowed herself to lay back on the rug panting shallowly.

"Are you cold anymore, Ms. Mera?" Bruun's voice came as if from a distance and she lifted her head to see the gelding peering up at her intently. There was a very pleased expression on his face.

"N-no, Bruun, I'm not cold anymore.." She let out a shivering breath of pleasure and shifted on the rug.

"That's good, you shouldn't be cold. So I will keep you warm." The big golden draft horse pulled her up and she found herself held in the broad muscular arms and against the warm chest. At the moment there wasn't anywhere she'd rather be then right here. Snow storm and all.

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