perhaps r works as a vet or with a wildlife protection agency etc and brings a horse to farrier!remus and he just falls for her bc he sees how much she cares about the horse and her gentle nature and it soothes him 😋
this has been stuck in my mind since my original post re: farrier!Remus so I finally took a stab at it! thanks for the prompt, I hope I did it justice! <3
Farrier!Remus Lupin x Veterinarian!reader who consults with Remus on a case [1.3k words]
CW: fem!reader, situation inspired by a horse who was lost for a few years and when found had severe overgrowth of his hooves (happy ending), don't look too closely at the plot if you're a Horse Girl (gn) thank you xx
Remus heaved in a sigh as he pulled down the long gravel driveway to his latest appointment.
He’d known there was a new vet in town, which came with a certain level of relief and a certain level of concern.
The rural coasts of Wales were no doubt hurting for Veterinarians (and service providers in general), but the communities were notoriously closed-knit and standoffish to ‘outsiders’ and were completely incapable of keeping newcomers around for any amount of time.
Every new vet that this village saw came from the city, and every new vet left after a measly year-or-two long stint max.
He couldn’t necessarily blame them; sometimes it took a local to manage the locals, but this left him with a certain level of distrust.
Too many times has Remus been called upon by the new city-sent vets just to be spoken down to or dismissed entirely because they believed that they knew better.
So, though he knew this vet would probably be much the same - some young, newly minted vet fresh out of school who had accepted the first available job they could find - he also knew that his area was in desperate need of a vet, and that he also had a job to do.
So he dutifully parked his truck and opened the cab to retrieve his tools when a frazzled looking tech approached him.
“You must be Mr. Lupin! I’m Hannah, I was the one who spoke to you on the phone.” She offered quickly.
“Just Remus s’fine. Was this a wild horse?” He asked, not interested in smalltalk as he followed her towards a large barn.
“No, not originally at least. The owners have been looking for him for two years and finally found him with a wild herd - managed to bring him back in.”
“Is he sound?”
“His hooves are in horrid condition - the doctor has done a preliminary check on the rest of him but would really like to get him some relief for his feet before she does anything more to him.”
“And who are they?” He asked as he passed a couple standing outside of the barn doors.
“The owners.” The tech - Hannah - offered quickly.
“Have they not seen their horse?” He asked, noticing that the tech hesitated before turning down the run where he could hear some activity.
“They have, but they were very anxious and excited to be reunited with him. The doctor felt that for an animal who has spent the last two years in a wild herd, it might be best to keep the area calm. I - erm, well, are you calm, Mr. Lup- erm, Remus?”
Remus let out a snort and nodded quickly. “Yeah, I’m pretty calm.”
Hannah smiled in relief as she turned the corner which exposed a large brown and white paint horse secured in cross ties. Standing at his head where there should be a stuffy city vet in a crisp white lab coat barking orders at various techs and stablehands was simply a woman (a very beautiful woman, Remus had to admit, though didn’t feel it was entirely professional to recognise), wearing dirty activewear with her hair messily pulled back and a stethoscope thrown over her shoulders as she murmured quietly to the horse.
Remus almost felt bad for the horse when Hannah interrupted your conversation with it to introduce you to Remus.
You accepted Remus’ handshake quickly without the usual stuffy-city vet hesitation to check for clean fingernails (he worked with the likes of sodding barn animals for christ sake, give him a break) and a warm smile that actually met your eyes as you looked into Remus’ (and into his soul, he was sure).
“Thank you so much for coming, Remus. I’ve heard great things about you since I’ve arrived, I’m only sorry I haven’t had a chance to make your acquaintance until now.”
“I’ve been eager to meet you as well.” Liar, Remus scolded himself immediately; though, had he known the new vet had been the likes of you? Well, maybe he would have been more eager. “So, the poor lad’s got some major overgrowth?” He asked as he looked at the horses hooves instead of admiring your figure like he’d much prefer to be doing.
“I can’t tell if there’s lameness because of an injury or if it’s just his instability on these hooves of his so I figured a trim was our next best step, but what do you think? Is there something I’m overlooking?”
Remus managed to mask his surprise at your collaboration with a simple farrier (versus what would have usually been orders given in a bored tone before the vet fucked off further into the barn only to come out in the end to inspect his work) by doing a walkaround as he felt the horses legs.
The horse seemed somewhat tense at the attention he was receiving, but quickly calmed when you began massaging around his neck and murmuring to him in a low, dulcet tone.
Fuckin’ hell, Remus was jealous of a horse.
“No, I think you’re quite right. Let’s get him onto more balanced footing and then you can work your magic.” He offered after his inspection, earning him a beaming smile from you in the process.
“Are we shoeing him?”
You tilted your head as you looked over at the horse as if waiting for him to respond. “What do you think?” You asked Remus instead. “A horseshoe for luck?”
And though Remus knew that you knew the shoes would really just provide more strength and protection for the equines hooves, he was not one to deny himself a chance at luck, so he quickly agreed.
“Do you mind an audience, or would you prefer if I left?” You asked then as you backed away from the horse to allow Remus to set up.
He normally preferred solitude; he was in this business because he, admittedly, found the company of animals far more enjoyable than that of humans, but he couldn’t deny that he wasn’t quite ready to have you leave his company yet.
So you sat - on the dusty, straw strewn flooring - as you watched Remus work; polite conversation inching further and further away from business as the job progressed. What started out as him asking how long you’d been out of school, what made you want to study veterinary medicine, ended up with what brought you here of all places.
“Peace…solitude. I wanted a quieter pace of life and to live somewhere where I could know the people around me instead of just knowing that there were people around me; does that make sense?” You asked then, allowing your head to loll to the side as you considered him.
“I think so; don’t usually find people running here though…most are running away.”
“Looking for a quicker pace of life?”
“Something like that.” He agreed as he finished up one hoof and moved onto another.
“But not you?”
“Not me.” He agreed.
“Why’s that?”
Remus paused at that, chancing a look at you and finding that to be a horrid mistake because he wasn’t sure he’d be able to return to his work when you were smiling at him that sweetly.
“I wanted peace…solitude. A quiet pace of life where I could know the people around me, I suppose.”
Your smile grew subtly at his rephrasing of your previous words. “Fair enough.”
The trim seemed to do the trick; the horse no longer showing any lameness in his legs as Remus watched you lunge him around the dusty arena alongside the very happy owners.
“What do you think, Remus? Did he look good?” You called to him as you handed the lead to the owners.
“Looked perfect.” He responded simply.
The horse, you, the rural coast of Wales now that you were here.
He found himself suddenly very happy to have a new vet in town, and hoped to all hell that you outlasted the many vets that came before you.
Let me know if there’s anything in particular you’d like to see happen between Blake, Negan and baby Isla at their second meeting and I’ll try my best to make it happen. ☺️
Read part one here and check out @neganandblake for more yummy Blake and Negan deliciousness by the gorgeous @likearaindropfilledwithgoldust 💕😍🔥
Oh btw Chris has no beard in this he's like 25/26 in this one
I loved delivering to the Tomson’s farm in Imlaystown. They had the coolest land, Mr and Mrs Tomson always had something for me to eat when I stopped by….and SOMETIMES, if I was lucky….their Son would be there, and fuck me he was gorgeous. Now picture tall, slim, but athletic slim….with thick brown hair that you just wanted to play with….and those eyes….BUT THE BEST PART OF HIM was his smile. It turned me to freakin’ Jelly.
Sounds like I’m in love with the fucking guy. But trust me, he’s perfect. I delivered tools, paint, animal feed, and other things to the Tomson’s farm as my shop was situated a quite a few towns over, and they wouldn’t shop anywhere else apparently.
I was nervous today because I didn’t know if their son would be home. I decided on making myself look fairly presentable, I did something decent with my hair and put on a little makeup. Tight white tank top and denim shorts pull up white socks and black converse. This wasn’t suitable clothing to wear when loading and unloading things from the truck, plus it was fucking muggy as fuck today. Me and My piece of shit truck was just about there when I noticed thick dark clouds overhead. Great and I have no Rain jacket. I sped the rest of the way there, so I could avoid getting soaked. I pulled up and knocked on the front door. I felt the temp drop a bit…..it was gonna rain I could feel it. No answer. Come on guys I said between 10 and 12….it was 11:00 exactly. I knocked once again. No answer.
“Can I help?” I turned around quickly and then blushed like a moron. Chris stood near my truck, his dark blue overalls, he was midway undoing from the top. Must get pretty sweaty under there I thought. He pulled them down to his waist to reveal a battered white t-shirt with NETS written on it.
“Its me…delivery girl….here with the stuff your Dad ordered…is he not here today...” Oh fuck he didn’t remember me. TO BE FAIR….we had only me a few times…but I didn’t forget him.
“OH…crap…sorry…I remember…No they had to go out of town today….But can I sign for it”
“Sure….Chris isn’t it?” Here come my fantastic acting skills. I passed him the clipboard from the back of my truck and he smiled at me taking it. CONTROL YOURSELF.
“Well remembered…..Y/N” HE DID REMEMBER ME…..wait….I wasn’t wearing my name badge I looked down and saw it wasn’t there….he did remember. He signed passed it back and followed me to the back of the truck.
“It’s not much today, just two bags of filler, bag of nuts and bolts and a two cases of barn paint”
“I’d hate to think what much is” He laughed goofily and I wanted to cry. He was so cute I felt a pain in my chest and stomach. He rolled the sleeves up a little on his t-shirt and I stared at his arms as the tensed when he picked up the first bag of filler and carried it over to an empty wheel barrow. I grabbed the other bag and dumped it on top. He wheeled it to the barn and I followed with the bags of nuts and bolts. He dumped them in their old barn. It had seen better days but recent weather had caused this place to get a real battering. I guess that’s why they were reinventing. Suddenly a CRACK of thunder echoed through the sky and rain fell almost instantly. We ran to get the cases of paint, THANKS MOTHER NATURE. I did look fairly decent. Now I looked like a drowned rat.
“You want help bringing the horse in, and locking up the chicken coop” I asked laying down the last case on the barn floor. I looked up and stepped back a little…..his shirt was soaked through….his hair was wet but not flat or gross. He pushed his wet hair back and it got a whole lot wetter between my legs.
“OH….yeah…..Urm….yeah” He mumbled and fumbled around. He stared at me now….My white t-shirt revealed my cream lacy bra. My cheeks burned and I looked up smiling awkwardly.
“Shall we” I let him lead the way, as quick as we could, we locked the chickens up, made sure the rabbits were also in their hutches. We pulled the horse into the stable and pulled its carriage into the Barn. The barn door shut behind us…..and like some kind of strange twist of fate….the lock was fucked on it so the door was jammed shut. I shook and looked at Chris who swore at the door kicking it.
“Hey…whats the problem” I asked keeping my arms crossed in front of my chest.
“You can only open the barn from the outside….Dad won’t be back for another couple hours….and My cell phone is inside the house….”
“OH I ….have mine in the car…FUCK” I kicked the dust on the ground. I pointed up to the little door at the top level on the barn, where there was bags and blankets.
“Could we get out that way”
“We could try but it’s quite a way down….” if I’m honest….being trapped in here with someone as gorgeous as Chris….I wasn’t too pissed.
“I think I have some overalls you could change into over here….you can’t stay in those wet clothes” I didn’t plan to I thought laughing at my own dirty joke. He grabbed some hanging in an old wardrobe and passed them to me.
“We can sit up there at least, it’s quite cosy and comfy” He smiled slightly to himself......and helped me up the ladder. I grabbed his hand…..this was actually a really perfect turn of events. I sat on a pile of bags and a blanket. He turned away as I began to get undressed. He slipped off his shirt and kicked out of his boots and overalls. I stopped getting undressed and just watched him.
He must have felt my eyes on him because he turned. He was just in his underwear….and I was sweating. We just stood there silently….I was just in my bra and shorts.
“Do you have any objections to making out right now?” he asked suddenly. My eyes widened and I shook even more. “I feel like if I die of hyperthermia, I’d like to do with you wrapped around me” I bit my lip and ball my fists. “How about….when I saw you at my front door and I knew I had to have you….is any of this working….” Before he could finish I jumped into his arms and wrapped my legs around him. “I’ll take that as a yes” He said inches from my face. Before he even kissed me he undid my bra. This guy didn’t mess around, good I thought. He kissed me gently at first as he threw my bra to one side. My cold wet breast pressed against his warm chest. He lowered the both of us down onto the blankets and helped me kick off my shorts so I was down to my pull up socks and panties. He was rock hard….not even a semi I thought. I stopped and pushed him away slightly.
“…..Can I just say….I’ve had a crush on you since I met you and this…is very weird and seems almost like a dream to me….” He slapped my ass….I did a weird scream/moan thing and held him tightly.
“You think you’re dreaming now” I shook my head and blushed. “Hey Y/N…I’ve wanted to fuck in this barn for years….I thought the last time you were here….when I was cutting wood shirtless that would for sure get you in here with me” He grinned….HE LIKED ME BACK ok…chill out…focus on getting your freak on.
“Oh trust me…I thought you were just torturing me with that one” He kissed me rougher this time and ran his fingertips up and down my sides. I decided to slide my hand very sneakily to his shorts….in which I was greeted with something VERY big. I rubbed it…it was so fucking hard…I grabbed it, He moaned and smiled, this time it was a cheeky side smile, god I wanted him so badly. He had rolled on top of me now….and panted heavily above me. His eyes grazed over my shaking body as his right hand slid into my underwear. He smiled lovingly at me as he gently rubbed his finger against my clit. I had never been as turned on as I was right now, and I’m pretty sure he could feel that when his middle and forefinger slid inside me. I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes. He kissed my neck and collar bone as he kept up a great rhythm. This was the nicest finger bang I’d ever experienced. I grabbed his hair and felt it through my fingers. I moaned….moaned really fucking loud. His soft face rubbed up against mine as he whispered.
“The louder you are…the faster I go…remember that” My body shook even more. His lips against my cheek, then once again going at it on my neck…I moaned louder and louder this time. He stopped and pulled his fingers out…SO FUCKING slowly.
“Hey...”
“Sorry….these boxers are getting WAY to tight” He laughed and did that smile I loved so very much. He pulled my underwear off first…then I slid his down. Grabbing his ass on the way, nice and firm…..loved it. He wrapped my legs around him and dove straight in. I didn’t need warming up, I was wet and ready for him.
“Oh GOD FUCKING FUCK” it felt bigger when it was in me. He had such great Rhythm, I can’t stress that enough. Even though these blankets were itchy as fuck and my back hurt….it felt like nothing when he was fucking me. I kept grabbing him….my hair….the blankets….this was amazing. He got in closer and deeper. My legs where almost vertical now, but he just kept pumping away. I watched his face….so animated…his eyes would close….and his mouth would hang open slightly as he focused on hitting my spot. He would smile from time to time. I screamed his name….begging him to go faster. I wanted to cum….but then I didn’t want to stop.
“Fuck I want you to sit on my face” He panted at me. I looked at him…he didn’t stop.
“Ok” I said looking around. He stopped. He pulled out…AGAIN slowly. And switched places with me. I’d never done this before, so I was really fucking nervous. I lowered myself down, and I watched his hands GRAB onto my thighs. His tongue stuck straight into my pussy.
“Hoooooly fuck” I almost lost balance but I kept myself up. I leant back so he could work my clit with his tongue. That beautiful big mouth, I’d only ever thought of kissing….was now getting very acquainted with my pussy. I didn’t have to direct him….he fucking knew when to lick, suck…nibble and kiss sometimes…god when he kissed my clit it felt amazing. I grabbed my hair almost fell onto some hay…..He held me up and began to bring me to my big finish. I rocked back and forth, once again calling his name. I could feel it…..I hadn’t had a man make me cum in months….I was so fucking ready. My thighs shook when I came…..like really violently came in Chris’s mouth. I fell back onto the Hay and breathed heavily He sat up and smiled.
“You taste really good….like…REALLY GOOD”
“Hey….I take care of my body….”
“Like your hair smells good, your skin smells and tastes good….you’re beautiful….like wow” He laid in the hay with me and played with my hair. I rolled on my front and stuck my ass in the air.
“Not tired already are we big boy” He bolted up and kissed my back, then once again slid inside. I moaned, trying to be louder than the thunder and the rain. He pulled my hair and told me to tell me how much I loved him fucking me….how badly I wanted him.
“SAY MY NAME” he kept screaming at me. I think he was close….I was too….I think…I FUCKING came again and this time it was very messy…..He finished not long after me but decided to let it hit my ass and back. He pulled out and all I felt was his warm cum over me. He collapsed next to me and passed me his wet t-shirt to wipe myself with. Before I could even kiss him…..or cuddle him….the doors to the barn opened….the two of us BOLTED behind a pile of bags and grabbed our clothes quickly. I put my wet ones back on and he slid his overalls back up all the way.
“CHRIS…..”
“YEAH…Dad…hey” he fumbled up like a complete idiot. A beautiful tall idiot though
“What the heck are you doing in here….how did you get yourself locked in here?”
“Putting the cart and stuff away….
“IS that Y/N truck outside….” I decided that this was my cue to stand up and waved awkwardly. Hey Mr Tomson, your son the fucked the ever living outta me….that’ll be £200 for the stuff by the way.
“Hi Mr Tomson” He smiled then cocked an Eyebrow at me. Chris looked at me then covered his face. There was a substance amount of hay in my hair.
“Yeah…right…you got locked in here did ya…” Mr Tomson laughed and shook his head walking out. “Come inside whenever you two are ready” I covered my face and shook my head.
“Wow….this has been quite a day….” He said grabbing my hand; he helped me down the ladder. It was still raining a little but we stood in the barn doorway.
“Wait….Chris…”
“Yeah” he said licking his lips. I took his hand and shook with nerves.
“….do you wanna….do you wanna go….together”
“What are we 14….just ask me properly”
“Do….you wanna….date me” I said looking away shyly. He tucked some damp hair behind my ear and kissed my cheek.
“Of course I do kitten” I jumped up and wrapped my arms around his neck kissing his face all over…..
