#Arthur is an adorable moo cow
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Charles Smith liked to think he wasn’t ruled by his secondary gender like most alphas his age. He was mature for a 18 year old, an old soul and serious. It was just who he was, Charles was told he got his seriousness from his mother. That’s all his father talked about, when he was awake. Charles was a young long horn bull, working his fathers failing ranch the only gift his mother left him up. Ranch work was neglected when fucking Arthur Morgan, the omega son of the Van Der Linde ranch the biggest in the state…that used to be Charles until his father sold it to the Van Der Linde.
Not like Charles hated Arthur or anything but it sometimes annoyed him that his father pissed half the ranch away. Arthur was cow, a strong young man, works hard and good at hunting.
They are casual friends and sometimes hung out together, worked on the fence together and went to school, but today…was different, Arthur was riding his horse Beast a big black shire, holding a toddler in his lap. The most beautiful toddler Charles had ever seen, a sweet little African American girl, hair braided in twin strands.
Arthur’s new little sister Tilly, The Van Der Linde’s fostered a lot of kids. Since Arthur’s adopted parents, Hosea (a jack rabbit) and Dutch (a Lion )alpha couldn’t have children so they filled their home best they could. But Tilly made it look like….Arthur had /Charles/ baby. Charles snorted tail swishing as he watched. Why did? Did Charles want Arthur to be his? He knew Arthur was single but…he didn’t want to lose a good friend.
But the thought of Arthur, holding a tiny baby to his large chest. Smiling up at Charles. Arthur would be a good mama, would baby wear? Maybe he would use a backboard if he made Arthur one? Maybe fuss over the car seats and keep trying to get up at night no matter how tired he was. Maybe Arthur would work the ranch with Charles and their baby?! Arthur joining him for the powwow, baby dressed up with Charles in full regalia. Charles had to shake his head to get back to reality.
Right as Arthur noticed Him, Arthur tipped his hat and gave a smile. “Howdy Charles. Doin some line riding?” Arthur called out with that big smile, those blue eyes peeking out from under that black brim hat. It made Charles heart flutter when Arthur smiled like that. Arthur was a tough son of a bitch when it came to people but when it came to Charles, his family or horses the man was a angel. Arthur was known for being a rough fighter and won quite a few fights in school. Most people thought Arthur was a bull but no, a beautiful sweet dairy cow. Speaking of which Tilly was resting a fat cheek on those beautiful tits.
Charles was a bit jealous now. “Good afternoon Arthur, showing Miss.Tilly the ranch?” Charles replied with a good smile of his own.
“Ether.” Tilly said around her pacifier pointing to the eagle feather in Charles hat, a gift from his grandfather.
“Yes’ir, Hosea had to run to town. Was gonna take Tilly to the flower field? Just down the way.” Arthur pointed out as Tilly mimicked him. “If you ain’t doin anything…would ya like ta come? I gotta cooler filled with dinner and-“ Arthur was blushing adorably as he cleared his throat. Was Charles actually seeing this? Did Arthur like him? Charles stated to blush as well.
“Sure, I wouldn’t mind. I brought my bow…maybe we can shoot together? Not at the same time! Can’t hurt Tilly but we take turns?” Charles was fumbling just as bad as Arthur now.
“That’all be great, I’ll meet ya at the gate to let ya in.” Arthur lightly nudged beast to get him going as Charles fallowed. “You’re Pa let you take Tilly out here?” Charles asked as they road together.
“Ummmmm, yeah Cuse I gotta cellphone now. The ranch is big and the youngins fallow me around a lot so papa and daddy gave me one. Micha is mad as hell but he would just sell it for..” Micha was the oldest alpha son of the Van Der Linde. He was known for steal everything and selling it for drugs.
Dutch must have a soft spot of the ugly vulture because he kept bailing Micha out. “Is he still messing with you?” Charles asked voice low now.
“No, I broke his jaw. At least I hope the stupid son of a bitch doesn’t try again. Keeps sayin how he’s gonna be my alpha and I gotta learn my place. How he’s gonna sell the ranch’en.” Arthur stopped and pulled down his hat a bit. “I know I ain’t gotta right, I’m a ugly so’mbitch and I’mma hard to handle…but I won’t ever mate a man like that.” Arthur was trying to hide the fact that he was trying not to crying. Tilly patted at Arthur’s cheek cooing to him. “Thank ya Tilly.” He whispered kissing her head.
“You have every right to turn down unworthy people, honestly you would be doing us all a favor if you killed Micha.” Charles gave a snort as Taima road them through the gate Into the unending pasture. “As for ugly, why do you lie to yourself?” Charles slightly flirted enjoying how pink the cow became.
“Sure sure, forgot you where good at bullshittin’ just like pa.” Arthur road ahead a bit now.
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