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♯┆ Farmhand Varka has your whole attention and he wouldn't want it any other way
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Farmhand!Varka who woke before dawn every day, boots already caked in mud as he hauled hay bales almost twice his size.
Farmhand!Varka who tipped his hat with a slow grin whenever he passed you, voice slightly teasing.
Farmhand!Varka who fixed every broken fence and leaky trough with patient, callused hands.
Farmhand!Varka who helped you on and off the horses, big hands firm at your waist as he lifts you with ease.
Farmhand!Varka who often napped with his shirt unbuttoned in the hayloft where he knew you'd see him, golden sunlight highligting his chest and the trail of blonde hair disappearing into his pants.
Farmhand!Varka who kissed you behind the shed after the harvest dance, tasting like your favorite apple cider.
Farmhand!Varka who ate you out while you sat on a hay bale in the shed, tongue eagerly lapping at your cunt and swirling around your clit.
Farmhand!Varka who made sure to work you open with his thick fingers until you came onto his tongue before he even thought about his own needs.
Farmhand!Varka who let you ride him first, strong hands steady on yout hips as he watched you bounce on his cock while you wore nothing but his hat.
Farmhand!Varka who held your hips and fucked into you when your movements slowed down, skin slapping loudly in the empty shed.
Farmhand!Varka who praised you through your orgasm and pulls you against his sweaty chest as his cum leaked around his cock that was still buried so deep inside you.
He’s “just stretching” when he reaches over and pulls you into his lap while you’re trying to fold laundry. He’s “just making sure you’re warm” when he wraps his big arms around you and tucks you against his chest. He’s “just checking” when he leans down to nuzzle the top of your head for the fifth time in ten minutes.
You’re not even mad. How could you be?
Especially when his tail is wagging so hard behind him it’s practically creating a breeze, and his ears keep twitching happily every time you relax into him.
“You’re clingy today,” you tease, tilting your head back to look up at him.
“Am not,” he mumbles, but the way he immediately tightens his hold around your waist says otherwise. He buries his face in your neck, breathing you in like he needs it to survive. “Just like having you close. That’s all.”
You giggle and reach up to scratch behind one of his ears. The second you do, a low, happy rumble vibrates in his chest and his tail starts thumping even faster against the couch.
“Uh huh. Sure, big guy.”
He pretends to huff but ends up pressing a bunch of soft kisses along your shoulder instead, tail still going crazy. You’re both smiling like idiots.
Eventually he pulls back just enough to look at you, eyes soft and warm.
“…Can we stay like this a little longer?” he asks, suddenly shy.
You melt instantly, cupping his face and pulling him down for a proper kiss.
“Of course, baby. As long as you want.”
Valko’s tail does a full happy spin behind him as he tucks you closer again, perfectly content being your personal radiator.
A soft smile curls at your lips as you gaze upon his sleeping face, two pointed ears peeking out amongst the strands of reddish hair, twitching towards your fingertips as you lightly caress one. Valko’s nose scrunches, and a little whine escapes his throat. You hold back a giggle at his reaction, endeared by how he’s no different to an affectionate puppy even as he slumbers.
Your hand scratches at the base of his ears before gently drifting down. You trace his handsome features. His bared forehead, the perfect canvas for kisses. His closed eyelids, hiding eyes that sparkle like shards of amber in the afternoon light. His straight nose that always finds its way into your neck or hair, always inhaling your scent so deeply, as if he's taking a breath of fresh air. And his lips too, soft, pillowy beneath your fingertips, the lower lip fuller than the top– lips that had spent all night kissing you, shaped around the contours of your name, smiling at you with a warmth not unlike sunlight.
Those same lips part around an exhale and you withdraw your hand a little, warmed by his breath. He shifts under the sheets, curling towards you, the arm draped around your waist tightening and tugging you close to his broad chest. His body feels almost feverishly warm, but it’s pleasant on this cool morning. A low hum vibrates in his chest as he begins to stir, nuzzling your hair sleepily and planting a kiss there.
“Where are you going,” he mumbles.
You scratch the short, fuzzy hairs at the back of his head. “Nowhere, silly. Been right here all morning.”
Valko grunts, dissatisfied with your answer. “Liar. You were far away. Left me all alone.”
“I think someone was dreaming,” you whisper, poking his nose.
“Hm. Maybe,” he says. Then, more quietly, “it felt real though.”
“Oh?” Twisting in his grasp, you move to look at him. He squints back.
“Mm. Someone took you from me. Or took me away from you?” He shakes his head, as if to clear it. “I don’t know. AllI know is that you kept getting further and further away from me.”
“Aw, baby. I’m not going anywhere,” you tell him, cupping his cheeks.
“Damn right,” he says, turning his head to kiss your palm before his tone turns flirty. “You could never leave all this.”
“Same goes for you, mister,” you say. “You’re not allowed to leave either.”
“Wouldn't dream of it,” he says with a lopsided smile, one of his wolf ears flopping down as he does so. The two of you settle down again, snug in one another’s arms.
After a few moments of quiet, Valko’s hand pauses in playing with your hair. “What would you do if I did?”
Your brow furrows. “Why? You’re not planning on turning tail already, are you?”
“‘Course not, baby. Just wondering.” His hand resumes combing through your hair thoughtfully.
“I’d be upset, obviously. We’ve only just started properly dating, and I…” You trail off, shy all of a sudden.
“What?”
Clearing your throat, you try again. “I… Well, I really like you. So it would hurt to see you go.”
Valko’s face breaks into a wide, cheeky smile, pointy fangs on full display. “Ohooo, so you like me, huh?” he teases, wiggling his thick brows at you. “How much?”
Heat blossoms in your cheeks, and you struggle to meet his eyes. “Valko!” you whine.
“Someone’s getting flustered!” he sings, all too entertained by your reaction. You quickly hide your burning face in his chest, letting it muffle your words, but he still hears you perfectly when you finally decide to speak up.
“A lot,” you admit. “Too much. Way too much.”
“Too much, huh?”
You look up at him with a scowl. “Yes! I mean, you’re a wolf, for crying out loud! That’s not normal, is it? I shouldn’t like you this much!”
“Hey, you got a problem with us wolves?” he frowns, ears drooping slightly.
“No!” you say, backtracking with a shake of your head, wanting to soothe him the minute you see his expression fall. “It’s just- well. You don’t get the average person dating a person that sprouts ears and a tail and howls at the moon, y’know? I guess, I just wasn’t expecting to ever be in this sort of situation. I’m still getting used to it.”
“When you put it like that, it makes sense. But also,” he adds, pausing for effect.
“What?”
He nuzzles your nose with his, a warm, honeyed smile curving at his lips. “I feel the same way about you. So it’s okay.”
You melt at his words, scratching his ears again to enjoy the way his eyes flutter and how he chases your touch so eagerly. Endeared, you coo, “do you have any idea how cute you are, Val?”
Before he can respond, you lean in and quickly press a kiss to his lips, catching him off guard. You giggle at the surprise on his face, but it’s short lived because he quickly twists onto his back with you in tow, pulling a shriek from your lips. He holds you tightly against his chest, smirking up at you with his golden, lidded gaze.
“If I'm cute, then that makes you the most adorable person to ever walk this earth.”
“It does not,” you argue, rolling your eyes.
“Does too,” he says.
“Says who?”
“Me, obviously.” His face is mere inches from yours, and you can feel the strong, steady beat of his heart pressed against yours. He closes the space between you easily, kissing you so softly you wonder how this same man is also a beast. His thumb caresses your cheekbone when you pull back, gazing at you with a look so tender it bleeds into longing. “And don’t you ever forget it.”
“You’re silly, Val,” you say softly, looking away bashfully. Valko turns your gaze back to his gently, wearing a serious expression.
“I mean it. Don’t you dare forget how much you mean to me. Even if this world decides to one day keep us apart, it won’t change a thing.”
You whisper his name, like you’re scared those words might actually come true if you speak too loudly. “I won’t,” you tell him, tucking your head under his chin as he holds you. “I promise.”
DONTTTTTT DO THIS TO ME BIRDIE HE IS SO DELICIOUS IN LYACONS OUTFIT GOSH!! 🤍 HIM WITH HIS EARS AND TAIL AND HES SO BIG HAHJDHRBD the eye patch also is making my cheeks warm like whoa (@__@) he’s so handsome alwaysss
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