Rat

(Fem!reader)

Farmhand!Brian who tends to your daddy’s ranch. He’s the newest recruit who your dad won’t stop boasting about. He’s strong, young, and devilishly handsome. Your daddy wouldn’t ever say that last one, though.

Farmhand!Brian who is very respectful to you the first time he meets you. He kisses your hand with his hat tucked against his chest. He has a beautiful broad grin across his face as he looks at you and asks for your name.

Farmhand!Brian who after a few months of working on the ranch grows closer to you. You bring him some tea or lemonade after some grueling hours in the sun. He’ll chug the whole glass and look at you with that grin and say, “Thank you, pretty miss.”

Farmhand!Brian who knows just what to say and just where to touch you to make you weak in the knees. Never once has he inherently crossed a boundary, just enough to tease you. He’ll whisper in your ear, put his hand on the small of your back, or gently rub your shoulders while breathing in your perfume.

Farmhand!Brian who you learn to tease. When you go to take him dinner or drinks, you’ll wear low-cut shirts or downright lingerie to serve him. He’ll attempt to be respectful, but he is still a man after all. He’ll accept your gifts with grace and thank you, but would fist his cock to the thought of you underneath him.

Farmhand!Brian who eventually gets you alone for good. Your parents are out of town and he’s still stuck with you. His hands are no longer respectful as he fingers you. He’s rough and impossibly big. His lips are jagged and chapped as he plants kisses along your neck and mouth. He’s almost sloppy like this, unlike how he is with his work.

Farmhand!Brian, a few months later, whose dick fills you up while your daddy is in the other room. He’s slower, almost as if he’s making love to you. He keeps a large hand against your mouth as he slowly fucks you into the bed. “Hush now, darlin’. You wouldn’t want your pa’ to hear, would ya?”