Farmer!reader who rewards, stallion!Nikolai, for meeting his qouta of semen, by spending the night in his stall, face first in the hay as he fills them up over and over again.

When Price is the one showing them around when they stopped by the hanger. Nikolai was covered in a layer of grease but when John called his name, he hadn't expected to see those most delightful puppy standing just behind the rugged Captain. Eyes looking them up and down, seeing their cheeks flush from his attention, it takes most of Nik's self control to not act on the desires of his hardening cock. He let you settle with the team first, watched how the others were around them. How *they* were around the others. How praise would light them up, and how snapped words made them draw into themselves. The amount of times he had fisted his cock just looking at the picture in your file. And Nikolai for sure noticed when reader started coming around the hanger more often. The interest in their eyes, and just like that, he had his fish on the hook. He started with small tasks in the hanger, praising them, giving them a treat and a pat on the head when they completed it. And overtime he became bolder, giving them a kiss or a nip as a reward. Groping them through their clothes. The first time he locked the collar on their neck, his cock was down their throat while he read maintence reports. A small bone shaped tag hung from it. Nikolai's Pup. Please return to Nikolai if found. A dog bed placed under his desk, a leash hung by the door. And even know as Nikolai came to get them from their cage, he had your vest ready. Good Pup. Friendly Likes Pets. Cuteness Aggression Will Bite. And such like patches decorating the item. And none of the boys ever said a word when they saw the transformation, not when Nikolai had them petsit his precious pup.

But he can't lie at the end of the day, watching you leave with his handprints in grease all over you, especially the one on your jaw. It makes this warm fuzzy feeling in his chest.