#and I'm just not into harvey or shane

[thewritehag]

Everyone in the Stardew Valley fandom: *Ragging on Elliott because ???*

Me: *Bumrushing Elliott's heart events to marry him because I dig a soft, beefy boy who writes odes to his spouse after 50 years of being together the same way he did after their first date*

[sprucestairs]

so. I'm fishing on the dock near Willy's shop right? And it's roughly 6pm. And who do I see, on their merry way back home from ginger island?

All. Six. Bachelors.

Alex, Sam, Harvey, Elliott, Sebastian, Shane, and NO ONE ELSE. like... were they having a boys day? Throwing the gridball around in the sand?

...are they a polycule? Was this their whole-polycule-date?

Literally WHAT are the odds of this happening, I would love to know.

[bixels]

I feel like I've seen most of what interests me in FiMFiction for the time being, so I read through some good ol' reliable Stardew Valley fanfics last night, only to realize.

Haley x Female Farmer is basically Rarijack. Rarijack adjacent.

[cookinguptales]

I love how ConcernedApe was like "no, you may not have children with your adorable monster roommate" and instead of making me less feral, that just encouraged me to marry villagers, divorce them, take full custody, then introduce our children to their new monster daddy.

You made me worse, ConcernedApe.

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

hello there again, it is I, and I hope you're having a lovely day, or night, it's night for me :3

I do come to request something from thee lord mouse if thee does not mind, ALSO IT'S GONNA BE A LONG PLOT FOR

Could you maybe pretty please write my Lovely Doctor Harvey with thee specific Male Farmer, with just very light nsfw, I'm not sure but maybe even just mentions of it I suppose is good!! I don't wanna make my favorite stardew valley writer uncomfortable.

But the idea is lovely Harvey having a literal rough day, like, poor doctor is really not having a good day, and it was a day Maru didn't work so she couldn't help and so Harvey had to deal with like a bunch of patients alone himself and so after work he is completely exhausted, and harvey comes back to the farm, once he's inside he takes off his uniform and jacket, shoes, tie ect, and makes his way into the room, meanwhile the male farmer was rearranging the furniture, and seen his husband just go straight to the room, he follows Harvey and sits beside him on the bed, the two husbands talk; about Harvey's day at work, male farmer ends up massaging Harvey's sore muscles, shoulders, back, legs, ect (you know, how massages go) and he's peppering kisses on his doctor husband, like a good husband who knows how to take care of his husband, whispering sweet nothings and even a bit of spicy stuff into harveys ear while massaging his sore muscles, just teasing him, simply making our lovely doctors face turn a red color, and then he takes good care of Harvey!! Fluffing up them pillows for Harvey as well after the massage, then helping him relax more, even bringing him dinner in bed, and then cuddling him after the two are done eating, and hear me out, when the two husbands lay there, in bed, cuddling up together, the male farmer is rubbing Harvey's back, telling him how much he loves him, and how happy he is to be married to a handsome and lovely kind guy like Harvey, even if Harvey has anxiety, he still loves him and would do anything for him, even keeping Harvey wrapped up in his arms, holding him as the two fall asleep together in their home, their shared bed, their farm.

mauwhsidjd uhh Not sure if it counts as a little angst for the first little bit??? You can somehow make it into angst at the beginning because I have no idea what to name that category it's angst but not angst., then it's like fluff, just very light light nsfw mention, and then back to fluff between them.

Again, no need to do it if you don't wanna!!, since I seen you're requests open and I just thought "hey I would like to read some stuff about Harvey, I like my husband‼️"

"Hey, I want to ask you to write a headcanon about-" *writes a whole awesome headcanon during the question*

Dear, I think you have a knack for writing great headcanons yourself 😅☺️

Nevertheless, thank you so much for the ask and for your kind words! Honestly, your question inspired me to write a whole little one-shot instead of headcanon, soooo.... yeah! Thanks again for the ask, and have a good day/night! 💕

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The hands of the clock were already showing the sixth hour, and Harvey still hadn't turned up at the farmhouse. His husband remembers that the doctor had warned him about the busy day at the clinic, as Maru was ill and could not come out for her shift. Farmer thought the delay would be about an hour, an hour and a half at most. But three hours had passed since the official end of the clinic's working day, and his favourite doctor was still not sitting with Farmer in the kitchen eating his favourite super meal while drinking hot coffee.

While contemplating whether to call his spouse or not, Farmer heard the long-awaited creak of the door.

"I'm home." Harvey did not recognise his own voice - so hoarse and tired he sounded after a hard day's work, as if a different person.... Though the same could be said of his appearance: unbuttoned collar, bags under his eyes, dishevelled hair - totally different look compared to the usual clean and tidy Harvey. He looked crumpled and tired, as if he'd be about to collapse on the floor before reaching the bed, or at least the living room couch.

"Rough day?" Farmer hurriedly took briefcase from his spouse's hands and helped him remove his coat while Harvey shook off his shoes a little clumsily and tried to toe into his soft slippers.

"Mm-hmm." Giving Farmer a quick kiss, Harvey waddled towards the bedroom.

"Hon, the dinner..."

"Mm-hmm." Apparently, that was the only sound Harvey could make right now.

The soft double bed beckoned to him... Harvey wasted no time in removing his shirt and pants, and fell face down on the bedclothes, breathing in the freshness of the clean sheets and making a long, muffled sigh of aching muscle pain. He closed his eyes and was ready to fall into the realm of dreams, but strong hands came down on his shoulders, pulling him out of slumber. Harvey thought that Farmer wanted to take off his shirt, but instead the palms began to rub and massage the doctor's tired shoulders, to which he moaned in pleasure. With honed movements, it was as if Farmer read his lover's mind and knew where to press and with what force.

"Three appointments in a row." Harvey muttered.

"Hmm?" Farmer finished massaging Harvey's back and sat down next to him on the bed.

"Three emergency appointment in a row. Williy with a fishing hook stuck in his finger, Sam with a badly bruised leg after an skateboard accident - thankfully no fracture - and Sebastian with multiple cuts from a stone crab. Why he went to the Mines in the first place...." He signed again. "And reports. Many, many reports and medical records from patients from other cities that needed to be filled out today.... I couldn't even imagine HOW BUSY this day was going to be!"

Harvey found the strength to roll over onto his back and face Farmer. "At least everyone's healthy and all the reports are done. Phew, what a day..."

"If I had known it was this bad, I would have come to you to help with the paperwork." Farmer opened his arms, calling for the snuggle Harvey really needed right now. Thanks to the massage from his caring spouse, the aching pain in his back was gone, and Harvey, taking a sitting position, allowed Farmer's arms to enclose him in a hug.

"You've got enough fa work to do, my dear. Nothing to load you down with more medical reports." He opened his eyes sleepily, gazing into Farmer's beautiful eyes, full of love and adoration. "And I doubt you'd be able to make out my handwriting." The doctor smiled tiredly.

"You work too hard." Farmer covered Harvey's face with kisses. Forehead, temple, nose, lips - there wasn't a spot where Farmer didn't leave his kiss.

"It's my duty, darling." But Farmer didn't like this answer.

"I can understand emergencies, but those reports could have waited, you know." He took Harvey's face in his palms and looked earnestly at the doctor. "I love you and I hate to see you so burned out. You're caring and kind, and you deserve a rest after saving people's lives, not sitting around and cuddled up with stupid papers overtime."

Harvey wanted to argue with Farmer that the reports were in fact, also part of his job, but didn't have the energy anymore, so he just relaxed and let Farmer continue to kiss and hug him further.

"And today, I'm going to take matters into my own hands." Farmer leaned closer to Harvey's ear and whispered, "Today I'm going to help you relax~," Considering the way the doctor's cheeks flushed with a slight blush, he understood the meaning of Farmer's words about 'relaxing'. "But dinner first. You're always scolding me for skipping dinner, but now look at you - not following your own rules."

"Hmm..." Harvey sighed. "Using my own weapons against me." Shaking his head, he did get out of bed and headed out with Farmer into the kitchen, smiling broadly at his husband's love and care.

[sdvbraindump]

I've neglected Harvey too much. Time to change that.

[deathianartworks]

Some doodles of Harvey and Shane

[shanesbluechicken]

This is my struggle rn :'D

[his-writing-blog]

Crazy for you, oh boy | Shane x Harvey

Quick tags not in tags: suicidal thoughts mentioned, getting together, mostly fluff, bit of dark humor, they were friends before that, ooc sewers

Shane stood by the Saloon's bar in his usual spot. Also as usual, he was holding a pint of beer in his arm. And in his usual manner, Shane took a sip of his drink. Usually, his mind would be plauged by the visions (getting to work at jojamarkt next day).

Yoba, how he hated that place. He wouldn't work there anymore if he had any say in it. Sadly, he needed that money. Plus, he can't just leave poor Sam alone within the land of Tartarus under the lead of Krotos (Morris).

What was unusuall tonight, was the lack of thoughts regarding his little hell. Tonight his mind was stuck in the purgatory of longing after a feeling. A feeling that he wished for harder with each gramm of the alcohol in his blood.

Shane wasn't prone to those soul minglings before being brought back from the dead at The Clinic. The sight of his momentary guardian asleep on the fucking plastic stool, leaned agains the wall, legs curled to his chest and prepped against Shane's bed frame, made the ex-alcocholic stirr something deep inside of his chest and reset in his brain. He didn't think he could go back to looking at the man the same way he did before. In seconds, Harvey got promoted from being this mystical doctor seen by Shane once when he was running late to his job, to a real person that Shane wanted to get closer to.

Shane wouldn't have known what to call his current feeling if it wasn't for the new farmer, Laura. For someone so disorganised as him, Laura could muster up some good advice when coherent enough.

"The desire to be desired. And the desire to desire that thing the same way." Laura told Shane. He stopped in his track after hearing that. And then he burst out laughing. "What? If I didn't desire to pass down my legacy and Guiliermo didn't desire to be owned by me specifically, we wouldn't have each other!" She picked up her cat up to Shane's face. The orange cat looked at him right in the eye, as if challenging him. To what, Shane had no idea. But the devil's youngling must have sensed his lack of defense and meowed loudly in victory. Shane just turned around and went back to Marnie after loosing the one sided battle. He heard the farmer's laughter goes quiet as he walked.

Closing his eyes, Shane could almost see Harvey's face staring at him fondly. His mind tried to imagine his expression change to more passionate one. Shane tried not to let his mind take control. The more thoughts of this calliber, the most likely he was to send his addictions to the bottom of the cliffs alongside with him.

He looked down at his glass, half full with a beer. It was supposed to be his first and only one tonight. But with how things were going, Shane was tempted to throw the glass across the whole local and preach the words of his soul. How he felt because of the booze. How the will feel because of the booze. How it could ruin their life as hard as it ruined his. How one drink led to another to another to another to another to another to another to anot-

Warm chocolate eyes blinked at him right before his face. Shane relaxed his grip on the glass. He pushed it towards Gus, dropped some coins on the counter and left. He ignored the looks given by the townfolks and let himself fall into the fresh breeze outside. He stood in front of the darkness that loomed over the town at the edge of the forest. Without any more thought, he let himself be swallowed by it. It wasn't long before his eyes got used to the lack of the warm radiation of laps lit up around the town. The sky was truely one of the main reasons why Shane didn't get with his plans. Constelations of unwandered paths streched right above his small and meaningless life. Glittering and saying that maybe it was worth being there even if just to marvel at their beauty for a fleeting moment.

Shane wandered around the forest, his gaze lost in the stars, mind still by the fond eyes it couldn't bare to leave behind. He didn't know how long he was out there untill he saw the edge of the cliffs. Instead of heading acrossthe grass, Shane followed the overgrown path. It led to a narrow stairs that led to the large pipe that finished (or started?) the maze of sewer canals spread under the town. Drunk Shane liked to joked that it was an underground mirror reflecting the spiralls and labirynths made by stars. As if an artist scribbled down the unseen paths between stars and the pages landed on the desk of a rough engineer who tried and failed to recreate their grace.

As Shane marveled upon the genius of the cosmic blueprint, a quiet song was to be heard. He looked around, trying to find its source. After seeing nobody at the forest's clearing and no soul on the beach below, Shane was sure that it was coming from inside the pipe. His body tensed up, ready to initiate a fight or flight revalation at whatever might come from the sewer. The thing is, Shane would be nothing wothout his brain. And his brain, soothed by the strange melody, didn't want to response accordingly. So he sat at the top of the stairs, entranced by how sweet the sounds were. He was almost lulled to sleep by it when he started to sway to the rythm lightly. He got startled when he heart someone sing along the tune. What shocked him more was the fact that the voice was coming from his mouth. The words to the song came to him with a blink of an eye. Shane let himself be taken by the melody's current. And with a small smile on his lips, he sang.

"Harvey, nobody knows what I see."

[bragganhyl]

oh yeah i picked up stardew valley a few days ago

i know it's supposed to be a cute little *relaxing* farming sim but for my compulsive ass???

[lilacpaperbird]

I just checked the most popular stardew valley ships on ao3 and I my jaw is on the floor. I expected sebastian/player being number one, nothing surprising there. but shane/player and harvey/player being the next two ??? shane and harvey ???? literally my two least favorite love interests. I thought they wouldn't be loved much by the fandom. I'm gobsmacked. flabbergasted.

[buglaur]

hey um not to be that guy but do you pretend to put your stardew valley sims for download when you are done with them? they look incredible

i will definitely put them up soon, and thank you 🫂

[marvelann]

Guess who finally got hooked on Stardew Valley after seven years and a healthy amount of mods / straight up cheating

(I’d say that I’m an adult with limited amounts of time and a stressful job but fuck that, actually. Cheating is beautiful and true)

She’s like me for real. Romancing the emotionally unavailable alcoholic and the one thing she can cook is fried eggs (found the soup in the trash :D).

[sdvbraindump]

Me currently dating Shane, Alex, Sebastian, & Sam only to marry Shane as soon as I get everyone's 10 heart event

stardew valley is great because you can replay and marry a different villager every time except i always marry shane

[thebluester2020]

Blue... Blue.... Alex and the squirting farmer did something.... Can i ask for the other male's reactions to that :3 pwease

SDV Bachelors x Farmer Who Squirts

Summary: How the bachelors react to a farmer who squirts for the first time. Warning(s): S M U T, Sam being a bit of a horndog / perv, Munch Elliot and Sebastion (it's my favorite headcanons of them and I'm dying on that hill), Shane being a bit of a dom, Harvey being a slight sub. Side note(s): I love it when y'all have big-brained ideas 💙

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

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Elliot

Oddly confident?

I imagine he has a diverse collection of books. Erotica is definitely on his bookshelf somewhere so mentions of a girl (or guy) squirting aren't uncommon to him. In his mind? You squirting is a sign that he's doing something good and he would take pride in it.

So follow the vision, the two of you have been dating for a while and you finally work up the nerve to stay over at his cabin for the night just to spend some more time with him, as well as hear the waves at night.

One moment Elliot was reading to you, steadily getting to a particular spicy scene in the novel, and the next?

His head was in between your thighs slurping and sucking at your clit.

♡ - In the silence of Elliot's cabin, lewd squelching and feverous moaning could be heard.

What started as a simple visit. Elliot had sent you a letter that he had received a new book in the mail and wished to read it with you, a simple and impromptu date night that steadily turned more sensual as your lover continued to read.

Mentions of the woman in the novel being touched by her lover...his fingers slowly trailing up her legs until they reached her twitching sex before the man's fingers teased her folds, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as he fingered her to orgasm. You hadn't realized you were panting like a bitch in heat until Elliot teasingly mentioned the redness in your cheeks, questioning if you wanted to recreate the scene.

You couldn't imagine a scenario where you said no.

"Ah~! Elliot, oh fuck..." You moaned, your hands gripping onto Elliot's hair for dear life as he sucked and kissed at your clit, hums of appreciation escaping his glistening lips as his fingers teased your entrance.

Alone, his tongue proved his skill in pleasuring you. The whispered words of his love told to none other than your pussy as if it were capable of talking back to him, but, you oh so desperately wanted him to touch and scratch that itch inside of you. "You're twitching so much my love..." Elliot said, pressing one more kiss to your bud before he kissed up your thigh until he reached your calf.

"Elliot..." You whispered, teary-eyed and begging much to his amusement.

He leaned forward with a smirk, caging you in with his body as his free hand traveled back down to your pussy. "Yes~?" He smirked.

"N-Need you..."

"You already have me dear, what more can I give you."

Your blush only increased as your eyes looked away from his from both embarrassment and to gesture to the hand that was touching you everywhere but where you needed your lover the most. "T-There..."

"Your pussy? Aren't I already doing that?"

You pouted. "N-Need you...inside..." When his brown rose with that slow rising smile of his, your sex-dazed brain quickly remembered its manners as you whispered a shy 'Please' to him. And, without further convincing, Elliot's fingers plunged into your pussy, tearing a moan from the confines of your throat as your hands gripped the pillow behind you.

Elliot pressed sensual kisses all over your face, eventually focusing on nipping the shell of your ear as he felt your sex begin to clamp around your fingers. Your hands eventually left the pillow and moved to wrap around Elliot's neck as your moans suddenly increased in volume and frequency. "E-Elliot!" You keened. "S Something...oh fuck! C-Cumming!"

Without warning, there was a gushing noise, Elliot's attention swiping from your face to your sex before his eyes widened at the sight of a clear liquid spurting from your pussy and your legs shaking ferociously. His mouth fell open at the arousing sight, his cock twitching in its confines at the gorgeous sight before he looked back to you.

Your eyes were unfocused and cloudy, unshed tears brimming the edges of your eyes as your chest heaved up and down.

"My love..." He whispered. "Care to give me such a show again~?"

Sebastion

Flustered (his cock literally gets as hard as a diamond)

I like to believe that Sebastion is a virgin but he isn't stupid.

He knows of people being able to squirt, but he doesn't have experience due to him being a shut-in and never being intimate with anyone. When the two of you started dating though, his mind shifted as y'all got more handsy with one another.

The feeling of you cumming around his cock, the taste of your pussy. It all drove him nuts and eventually awakened something in him that screamed "Can they do more?".

And one night, when his family was out and you and him were getting hot n' heavy in his bedroom. Your body tucked into Sebastion's front as he looked over your shoulder as he fingered your lewd pussy, he got his answer.

♡ - He couldn't tear his eyes away from you.

And by "you", he meant your pussy that was clamping so tightly over his fingers if it feared of letting go of him! Such a lewd sight was a rarity- nay, an impossible scene for him to fathom for a shut-in like himself unless he watched porn or used his imagination. Of course, this was all before he got to know you.

Now? As you whined and moaned so prettily for him, your arms looped around his head in a subconscious way of trying to ground yourself while you practically fucked yourself on his fingers...his cheeks were so red that he felt as if he were on fire, he hadn't the slightest clue how he hadn't cum in his pants yet.

Sebastion pressed a sensual kiss to the corner of your lips. "You're so pretty Y/N...y'know that?" Sebastion whispered before his eyes went back to the scene before him as his fingers steadily grew more and more coated with your slick.

However, it was when a keen escaped your lips that he knew there was something different about the way your pussy twitched around his fingers then. How your hand raced to try and stop his hand and you began to whisper and beg for a break.

"Huh?" He said almost like a confused puppy. "You've never asked for a break before..." Cruelly, the thrusts of his fingers sped up as a smile cracked onto his flustered features at the sound of your moans increasing in volume.

"S-Sebby...!" You whined as your legs started to thrash and your cunt got sloppier, wetness started to coat his hand more and more as Sebastion's eyes were glued to the unfolding scene before him.

Yet before even he had a chance to predict what might happen, his hand was soon coated with the warmth of your gushing juices. His eyes widened in both shock and arousal as your legs shook and seized, the very scene stealing the very breath from his lungs as he struggled to not cum in his pants and save his load for when he was fucking you.

"Yoba..." He whispered as he brought his hand up to his face.

"Sorry..." You whispered, barely even coherent as you tried to will the energy to look at him.

He scoffed as he licked your slick off from his fingers. "Sorry?" He scoffed.

"Don't be~ let's do that again, but on my cock this time."

Sam

Excited (my favorite lil' perv)

I'm going to stick to my own personal theme of Sam being a bit fo a pervert and say that you squirting has been on his mind for a while now, along with the other nasty ideas floating around inside his head.

Some nights, when he's fisting his cock to the thought of you in a sundress or that time when he visited your farm and found you bent over to pick something up. He'd think about the 'What if?' moments of where he's behind you.

Beads of sweat dripping down your skin from the summer heat as he plunged into you repeatedly, his hand coming down to rub circles onto your clit as he got drunk off of your moans and begs for release.

Up until, much to his surprise, he felt a wetness splash onto him and drip down his thighs, your thighs quivering as he had to hold you up to keep you from collapsing.

Poor you, now you had to go at least three more rounds with him!

♡ - A pornographic moan escaped his lips when you squirted for the first time.

As sweat dripped from Sam's forehead as his cock dragged against your warm walls, he couldn't help the delirious moans that left his kiss-swollen lips. Almost as if he were the one who just squirted and not you. "B-Babe?" He said, lazily wiping the sweat from his eyes with the back of his arm before he leaned forward. "Can you do that again...? Fuck...you have to do that again" He begged, needy whines leaving his lisp as his thrusts picked up speed with a fervor more ardent than moments previously.

He couldn't even begin to explain how long he'd been waiting for this moment!

Since the first time he slipped into your pussy all those months ago!

When his imagination finally became reality.

From then on, he felt like a dog in heat. From a brief whiff of your perfume, to those rare-spotted moments where you bended forward in front of him. Your pussy was far too addicting for him to let go so easily, his aching cock always hard and at attention when he was around you as the thoughts of what he wanted to do next, what he wanted to experience next with you plagued his every waking thought!

But...now that he's seen you squirt? All the times he's had sex with you prior seemed to pale in comparison as the memory replayed again and again in his mind.

"S-Sam...!" You gasped. "S-Slow down- Ah!"

He pouted. "I can't..." He whined in your ear. "I just can't, fuuuuckkk, your pussy feels too good." He said, watery blue orbs looking into yours as a dopey grin slowly crawled its way onto his blushing features.

"You'll squirt on my dick again, right Y/N? Oh pleaassee say that you will..." To accentuate his begging, the side of his face dug into the valley between your bouncing breasts as he moaned at the feeling of your pussy clamping down on his dick and the sound of your fucked-dumb pleas of 'More' or 'Go faster' rang in his ears.

"Don't worry Y/N..." Sam chuckled as his grip on your love handles tightened to the point you knew in the back of your head that you'd have some bruises there in the morning, his balls slapping against your sex echoing throughout his room. "I'll make sure that you feel really good."

Harvey

Similar to Sebastion, he's flustered but like way more.

You were taking control for the night and were fucking yourself onto his dick. Yet, the deeper angle pressed into a delicious ache inside of your cunt and caused you to become a little more...greedier than you typically were.

To the point, you were unconsciously overstimulating your poor lover as he was too fucked-dumb to even still you how you were fucking him too good. How, like yourself, were beginning to feel strange as his balls tightened up at his oncoming unexpected release.

But by the time you got off his cock, that last feeling of friction suddenly made him squirt just as, if not more than you had.

He was squirting allllll over his stomach.

♡ - When you squirted on Harvey's dick, your warm wetness splashing against his thighs as you threw your head back to let out a keen of sheer ecstasy. He felt like he was in pure heaven.

Yet as you slowly came down from your high, the aftershocks from your orgasm still washing over you as your pussy clenched and unclenched around Harvey's cock. When your gaze finally settled back onto your lover, you could've sworn you saw hearts start to appear in Harvey's eyes as you steadily began to roll your hips on his still-hard cock.

"Harvey?" You spoke breathily. "You okay?"

He was more than fine.

But, it took a long minute for the doctor to express that as he lazily looked up at you as if you hung the very moon and stars just for him. After all, he was far too focused on how your hips were rubbing against him oh so perfectly. How your sloppy pussy was so warm and so tight even after the countless times that the both of you had been together...so much so that he was slipping further and further into the fogginess that his pleasure-ridden brain provided.

"Harveeyyy~" You said his name like a siren as you caressed his cheek. "Feelin' good?" You purred, giggling when Harvey answered honestly with an eager nod and an 'Uh huh'.

At his honesty, you began to speed up your hip rolls, a choked-up whine just barely escaping Harvey's throat as his grip upon your hips tightened as he ground up into you in search of more friction. Yet, you knew your lover, although he was more vocal than your previous partners. This time? He was a lot more vocal than he typically was (not that you were complaining).

You almost wanted to be concerned.

But the sight of Harvey's eyes starting to roll into the back of his head?

It was far too delectable for you to give up on.

"So cute f' me baby~" You praised as you pressed your hands onto Harvey's chest, your hips falling and rising more rapidly onto your lover as more and more unashamed moans left his lips. "You should be this shameless more often." You giggled.

"I love how shy you are but I think I like this side of you a lot more." You giggled before you quickly snapped back to Harvey's face as his moans and occasional whines began to increase in pitch.

"Oh....shit, Y/N. H-Honey, I feel weird...please don't stop!"

"I think something- Oh fuck, d-don't stop...!"

"Yoba! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-"

Quickly, you dismounted your lover before finishing him off with your hands, wanting to see the amount of his spend before you were met with the unexpected scene of him squirting. The white liquid sprayed all over his stomach and just underneath his chest as Harvey's screamed to the point you feared he'd wake your animals. Your eyes were as wide as saucers, yet...as your gasping lover struggled to catch his breath.

A part of you begged to see him do it again.

Shane

RIP to your pussy

He's definitely fucking you harder after that little display.

But how he reacts in other ways definitely depends on the location. If you two are having sex at your place? I like to imagine that he'll get really kinky with it and try to make you scream as loud as possible, making sure that everyone within a ten-minute radius of your farmstead knows who made you squirt.

If you're fucking at Marnie's house, however? That'll be the time you find out just how good (and sexy) slow sex with Shane can be.

Ultimately though, when you squirt, Shane is in the business of making sure that you continue the party alllllll night long until he's satisfied or you passed out.

♡ - Ohohoho...he's been waiting for this moment since the second he had access to your tight little cunt.

"Shit farmer...didn't know you could squirt~" Shane groaned as he pressed a hand into the middle of your back, forcing you to arch even more as he drilled his cock further into your sloppy cunt. "How many other secrets are you holdin' out on me, eh?" He continued to interrogate you even though he fully understood you were incapable of answering in a complete sentence, much less uttering a single word aside from the breathless moans that escaped your hoarse mouth.

Yet as the local drunk fucked pussy, his full balls slapping against your cunt as the noises filled your otherwise quiet bedroom.

He couldn't help but remember the fact that he used to be so rude to you before he actually stopped and got to know you.

Suddenly, your face appeared in the forefront of his mind and as he became more drunk off how your walls squeezed his cock, the enveloping warmth began to make his hips stutter as he felt his release close in on him. All he could think about was making you his cute little farmer wife.

The two of you could raise allll the chickens you wanted.

But most importantly? And the most special little bonus that he and only he would get unlike the other people in this town who possibly had a crush on you? He'd have 24/7 access to your squirting little cunt, your moans that shamelessly told him to keep going despite your overstimulation.

He uttered out a guttural 'Fuck' at the idea. "Fuck pretty...we should get married after this, huh?" He smirked. "Ain't no way I'm losing this tight pussy, especially after figuring out what you can do tonight."

[sdvbraindump]

What is it about gaining an hour of sleep that makes me want to be so productive????