The door in the hotel room opened and laughing Spitfire burst in, then hid behind the bed.  
Soarin slowly entered the room, looked around with a grin on his face, and shut the door behind him with his hind leg.  
~~Cant hide from me! ~~ yelled Soarin. Spitfire giggled.  
Soarin lowered his neck, and with his muzzle low above the ground, he started slowly walking towards the bed, snorting ocassionally. He raised his wings, so Spitfire definitely could see him.  
~~Ill find you ~~ he said, trying to make his voice sounds threateningly. Mare giggled again.  
Soarin stopped at the corner of the bed. He could hear her breath from here. One more snort…  
Soarin jumped over the corner. Spitfire squeezed and tried to escape through the bed, but stallion in one quick move pinned her to the bedding. Snorting and neighing, Soarin started kissing her neck, while Spitfire was giggling and wriggling under him.  
-Soar…! Soarin! Tee-he-he! Help me, mr. Crisps!  
~~Im not mr. Crisps! ~~ replied Soarin. Tummy buzz!  
-Te-he-he-he!  
Soarin started kissing lower, and lower and soon giggling turned into moaning.  
~~Mmmm yeah who are you then? ~~ asked Spitfire.  
-Sssh…