“I’m able, you won’t need to waste yer money on some random man!” You sit on the arm of his chair, clinging to his arm. “I know yer able. More than able but there’s been thieves lately. My daughter is not gettin’ hurt!” He angrily shouts causing you to flinch at his harsh tone. You weakly let him go. Knowing nothing is going to change his mind. 

“Okay, daddy.” Your lips curved into a frown, tears brimming in your eyes. “Aw don’t be like that, pumpkin. I just can’t fathom somethin’ happenin’ to ya.” He sighs, bringing you into his side. You purse your lips, giving him a nod. “I know, I just want to help.” You hug him before standing up. 

“You can help by showin’ that boy aroun’ the property later, how bout that?” He offers with a slight smile, you only shrug your shoulders in response. 

And that’s exactly what you did. He was no boy either. That was a full on man and you were completely thrown off by his beauty. Wearing a full cowboy get up. Wide brimmed hat, the leather chaps, the button up. All of it. You noticed he had an eye patch covering his left eye.

“You must be Mr. [Last Name]’s daughter.” His voice was silky smooth, higher pitched but so… attractive. “That’s me! I didn’t quite get your name though.” You jut out your bottom lip, he smiles down at you. Your face was sculpted by the gods. Innocent, pure, and tempting. 

“Hange Zoe, pleasure to meet such a beautiful lady.” He reaches out for your hand to which you instantly give. Distracted by him. How entrancing he was. It was beginning to startle you, you’ve never felt this way over a stranger. 

He kisses the dorsal side of your hand, smirking at you while doing so. Your chest flutters, your face heating up. “I’ll show you to the stables first so you know where your horse will stay.” You straighten your posture, letting your hand drop to your side after he lets it go. You felt his lips repeatedly in the spot he kissed. It was burning. 

“Show the way, princess.” Hange grins, following behind you with his horse’s reins in one hand. He listened to you explain what he will be doing here. Not forgetting to mention the fact that you are willing to help him. Multiple times should I add. 

Weeks passed and Hange would have you do tiny tasks with him. Listening to what you clearly wanted was just to do something instead of being cooped inside the home with your mother doing chores you have no interest in. 

Spending time with one another almost every minute of every day. Hange flirting with you repeatedly as well. Even placing his hat on top of your head. Telling you that the sun was going to burn your scalp and he couldn’t let that happen. 

Today was no different with the flirting. The tension was at an all time high. Cleaning the shed together as requested by your father since he had new tools coming in. Surprisingly today was raining though and it cooled down a lot. 

The two of you were grateful because that means the shed won’t be excruciatingly hot. Actually getting to shut the door. Your mother and father were out with friends for the day so it was especially quiet on the ranch. 

“You gon’ be quiet all day, princess?” Hange’s voice reaches your ears, you raise a brow in his direction. “You want me to talk?” You giggled, you didn’t know what to say so you just stayed silent. “Of course, your voice keeps me motivated.” He glances your way. 

“Mmm, I think your doin’ quite fine without it right now.” You tease him, he scrunches his face. “I’m beginning to feel less motivated already.” He sulks causing you to laugh. He felt his ears twitch, loving the harmony that came from you. 

“You poor baby, didn’t know my voice had that kind of power over you~” You nudged his arm while putting things inside a box. “Well you hold all sorts of power over me, princess.” He lowly says and your heart pings. You glanced up at him and he was already looking down at you with half-lidded eyes. 

“I- I do?” You fidget with your hands nervously, your feet felt frozen in place and your mouth was suddenly dry. He said things like this all the time. But this time it felt different. 

“Mhm.” He hums out, his fingers gently go to the side of your face. Your eyes follow his every touch. “You’re very unique, [Name].” His face seemed confused, stuck in thought. You tilt your head, evidently more into his hand as you do so. “Unique? Is that a bad thing?” 

“Not at all, the opposite actually.” His hand retracts to go back to his task that was given by your dad. You take in a shaky breath. “Could you explain?” You ask him. 

“Possibly, but that would distract us from our work now wouldn’t it?” His energy switches, a closed-eyed smile now adorning his features. “We have a few hours to spare. Daddy won’t be home for a while.” You step closer to him. 

His eyes flicker upwards, then back down to his hands that were fixing something. A smug expression creeping across his face. “What a naughty thing to say.” He purrs. 

“Huh- What? I just mean so you could explain!” You attempted to defend yourself but he was already holding onto your waist. “You know what I meant, don’t act so naive, Princess.” 

You did know what he meant, you know every single time he teases you. The feeling at your core knew. You bit your lip, eyes looking up at him through your lashes. “I would never.” You lie with a lopsided grin. 

“I’ve only just met you and I’ve never felt like this for someone… You have no idea what you do to me, Princess.” He growls before attacking your lips with his own. You let out a whimper, your smaller hands clinging onto his arms that embraced you. 

He grips your waist, pulling away from the kiss momentarily to spout out an order to you. “Clear the table off.” He breathes out, he doesn’t keep his hands off of you as you throw everything off the table with one swipe. He chuckles at your neediness, lifting you up onto the now stripped area. 

You take him by the collar of his shirt, kissing him roughly like you’ve been yearning for years.

Your legs hitched around his waist, keeping him close. You grinded yourself against his belt, he chuckled into the kiss. 

You weren’t as innocent as he thought you were. His slender but calloused fingers trail down your skirt, lifting the bottom upward so he could feel your opulent, soft skin. Squeezing down once he gets to your mid-thigh. You moan against him. 

The environment around you was almost out of a film. The rain pounding louder against the thin shed roof. Only a candle lit inside. And the smell of wood and musk filled your noses. 

“This isn’t very gentlemanly of me.” He pants as his forehead lays against yours. “I don’t care, I need you.” You whine, groping him in any way you could. He kisses his teeth, brain going to mush. You were his boss's daughter. Doing this would be disrespecting him. 

But not doing this would be a disrespect to himself along with the pretty, pleading girl in front of him. 

“Fuckin’ hell.” He groans, pulling you into a chaste kiss before raising the bottom of your skirt to your mouth. “Hold onto this fa’ me, would ya?” He queries but not giving you the time to answer, just stuffing the fabric in between your lips. He yanks your undergarments off. “Too impatient, forgive me.” He pleads. 

Your eyes dilated at the sight, your once dry mouth was now practically oozing out saliva. “You forgive me, don’t you?” He looks up to you from in between your legs. You nod eagerly. “Good, good, I’m gon’ treat you ‘s good.” He rambles, staring at your glistening private. 

He was crouched down, one arm helping you lean back against the wall and his other spreading your thighs far apart. “Keep 'em’ wide, princess.” Hange directs, his nose swiping across your slit. 

He plants kisses around your cunny before sucking right over your nub. The lewd sound makes you want to clench your thighs shut but he slams it back down. His mouth diving into your sweet flower. Your noises being muffled by the skirt your teeth bit down onto. 

Your cunt squelches to each movement he makes, juices plashes onto his chin from your hole. Before you could even register the pleasure hitting you he stops, wiping his mouth. “So sweet, too sweet.”

You give him a pouty expression to the abrupt cease of feeling. “It’ll become too addictin’, princess. I gotta give you somethin’ else.” He caresses your sweet face, undoing his belt afterwards. He goes to shove his chaps along with his jeans down but you stop him. 

Spitting out the skirt so you can speak. “Keep them on, please.” Your hand was hovering over the metal. He raises a brow. “Hm?” 

“Keep them on.” You say with more confidence but a flushed face. “Hah- really?” He snickers, his hat falling over his eyes only showing off his nose and teeth. “You really are somethin’!” He excitedly tells you, taking off the wide brimmed hat and shoving it onto the crown of your head. 

He takes your thighs, bringing them around his waist before hoisting you up. He sits down on a bundle of hay in the corner of the shed. 

Once he sits down you take out his cock fervently, rubbing his pre-cum down his shaft. “Seems like you already know what to do, huh princess?” He observes your movements and you shake your head. “Read bout this…” You sheepishly admit. 

You lifted his hat up a bit so you could see his reactions to you pumping your hand up and down on his dick. His mouth agape and letting out little puffs of air. “Wanna ride me? Ride me like I’ve seen you ride your little horse so well?” He asks in a breathless manner. 

“Seen the way your hips move, wan’ you to do that to me.” He practically begs. You stand up from his lap, sliding your skirt down to the ground, kicking it out of the way. Your legs now back on either side of him. 

“Fuck, such a gorgeous girl.” He whines, you rise over his cockhead, slowly sliding it across your folds. Satirizing him. “Be slow, okay? I didn’t prep you for me.” He warns you, now feeling guilty for not eating you out the way you should’ve been before this. 

“Okay.” You nod your head, his hat falling back over your eyes but you didn’t care. You finally push yourself down onto his member. The sting of the stretch catching you off guard. Your hands finding his shoulder instantly. “Okay, ‘s okay, princess. I gotcha.” He comforts you, holding your torso close to his chest. 

You sink until he is fully sheathed inside of you. Taking in the pain until you can begin to rock your hips. He hisses at the tightness of your clenched walls. 

“F-fuck.” He hides his head in your neck. You then pull yourself upwards making his head drop. You bounce your hips up and down, one hand on your knee and the other on his shoulder. 

“So deep!” You cry out, his cotton shirt wrinkled where your hand held. “Mm, you feel me in your tummy, princess?” He asks, huffing each time your ass connects to his clothes thighs. 

“Mhm~ right here.” You grab his hand, making him press down to feel your lower stomach. “H-holy shit, takin’ me ‘s well.” He throws his head back. 

You grab onto the edge of his hat, snapping your hits back and forth on Hange. Your torso rolling. Truly riding him. Saving your horse and riding a cowboy. 

"But... you're... you have..." As you sat up you accidentally pulled away from her, which she wouldn't allow. Her hands pulled you back against her face, her skilled tongue licking over your entrance.

All you could see were her eyes and her hair falling over her shoulders. The rest of her face was hidden away between your legs, "Your cum all over my face? I know. I could always have more. I want to to watch you put more on me." Calculated circles on your finally caused your body to jerk into her, hands in her hair but she didn't mind the sting of pain, as long as she was close to you.

Wants you to ride her fingers, one finger, two, three, however many you want in you while you're in her lap

This way she can feel your whole body close against her while also being able to hear every wet noise your cunt makes when it takes her fingers back in

Loves to feel your breasts pressed against her face

She can feel when you're about to come by your heartbeat, not just the way you pulse around her

Her fingers need to be all the way in, she wants to fell every pulse, every clench and ripple

Doesn't mind her hand, wrist or abs getting wet from you

Same with any marks you feel on her, they're the kind she never wants to fade away

"Again. Just like the first." She whispered against your throat before kissing down between your breasts. There's no need to tell you come, you're already there, taking her fingers in all the way and hugging her close to you.

If she could she would keep her fingers inside you while sleeping but that wouldn't be very comfy. "Mizu." She takes it very slowly when she pulls them out, savoring the final ripples of your cunt around her rough digits.

She never sleeps far away from you

Does grind against your thigh or ass while cuddling, depending on the position you're in

You can never get enough of her kisses, if she didn't worship you head to toe then she isn't done yet

Needs to show you how much she loves you, but also how much she's scared of losing you

Mizu embraces you underneath her, head nuzzles against your breasts, her breath hitching with her kisses and her hips rolling against your leg. "I'm happy to have gotten the chance to love you." Her eyes are a slightly deeper shade of blue still but you can see so much love mixed with her lust.

"You always sound so surprised when you say that. You should really get used to it." A wide smile presses against the underside of your breast, a sigh evolving into a tight groan as her body twitches and jerks against yours. You hold her tighter, pulling her up until she's close enough for a kiss. Her tongue still tastes like you.