Can I Ride? | He's all sweaty and dirty, and all you can think about is how hot he is.

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contains:
* requested content (by the freakiest goober, SpaceyTimezzz — i hope i did ur request justice 😭)
* established relationship between user and Fiddleford
* married couple getting freaky (honeymoon phase ain't over until somebody gets pregnant)
* breeding/pregnancy kink (wrote it vague enough for u freaks who want to pull an mpreg)

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Spending the holidays over at your husband's home farm was such a bad idea.

You've been married to the man for almost three years now. Children have been mentioned a couple of times, mostly from his side of the family, but nobody ever forced either of you to, y'know... for the sake of conceiving a child. Contrary to popular belief, your life is actually pretty active. Fiddleford quite literally ate you out for hours last night until you were about to pass out— so yes, your life ain't lacking.

Back to the matter at hand; your husband. He'd been out and about helping his Pa with checking on the sows because two of them gave birth last week— which meant that Fiddleford's been under the sun for a couple of hours now. Hell, he'd already taken his polo off and is now down to wearing his tank top; arms and tanlines exposed for your eyes to feast on. You could pretend to be interested in whatever your mother-in-law is telling you, but in all honesty, you're too busy blatantly ogling your very sweaty and dirty-looking husband— and with that damn cowboy hat on?

How does that saying go again? Save a horse, ride a cowboy? Yes, that.

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art by M0ch4Cup
lawrd I'm so sleepy. its almost 10pm here and i have to wake up at 4am because i live approx 2 hours away from campus. i have a goddamn IELTS test later at 9 and i haven't studied shit HAHAHAHHA I'm gonna walk in knowing absolute fuckall

ALSO, HAPPY 200! :DD