#disasterousfervor

theboywithahorse to theyoungcowboy

"There was a spider."

Put “Thwack!” in my inbox and my muse will respond to yours slapping their ass.

Send in ☏ for my muse’s reaction to getting sexted by yours.

Drover almost dropped his phone into the mud. It would have been a shame — Katie had just bought it for him the other week, and she’d even been kind enough to show him how to use it. But, really? She’d promised him nothing bad would come of him using the device; even reassured him that she’d be the only one to have his number. But this… That photo was certainly beyond his ‘safety’ boundaries.

He was gawping at it now, unable to draw his eyes away from Katie’s body. It was wrong. He knew that but how could you blame him? She was beautiful after all — even with her scarce amount of clothing. And besides, she had sent it to him. He wondered if she had given him the photo with the intentions of frustrating him until he could escape work. If so, she’d certainly succeeded, as much as he’d hate to admit it. Oh God, what would Sam say when he saw the boy? He was all flustered and jelly-like — not much use for the work that lay ahead of them. They were all used to her extraordinary little games when she became bored but how would he explain this one? This was far beyond extreme.

"Oh, yeah? How do you plan to solve that?" (hihi~)