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bepisbee · 5 months

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Vio felt heavy and warm. He was so comfortable right now. There was something so satisfying about a good sleep after working hard and a nice hot bath. His mind was still groggy, in that calm state before you remember you have shit to do.

He peeked his eyes open. The room was still pitch dark, well before his usual wake up time. Vio snuck out for a very quick bathroom relief before snuggling back into the soft comforter.

He may have over exaggerated his cabin’s heating ability. Vio shut his eyes again, before he started listing more to-dos like investing in better central heat, or firewood.

Vio turned over and froze, startled. He had forgotten his house guest. Good thing he was quiet to get up earlier. Watching him sleep felt invasive.

Shadow's pretty face was smoothed out in dream bliss. His hair looked amazingly soft, and as he looked closer he noticed just how sharp some of his teeth looked. Vio wondered if he was part monster or something else. He fell asleep again like that, facing and admiring his new housemate.

Hours later it was his stomach that woke him up. Vio grumbled and curled into himself deeper. This time sunlight peeked in through the curtains. He sighed and hid in the blankets, knowing it was fruitless. He had fully intended to stock up on a few supplies in town last night. Or at least some eggs and bread from Red. Maybe some juice. What he wouldn’t give for a really good orange juice right now. He frowned, maybe he needed to eat better.

He definitely needed to restock his food. He had pretty much nothing. He turned over to find the bedside empty. Vio felt a bit disappointed until he heard some dishes clatter and sizzling.

He sat up and rubbed his eye. “Hmmuh?” Totally in just a pair of boxes, he made his way to the little kitchen. There he is! Shadow was humming something. In a black long sleeve tunic and some sweatpants. He was frying something on the stove, and on the counter was a loaf of bread that smelled amazing.

“Good morning,”

“Oh, hey!” Shadow turned to him with a warm smile. “Mornin,” He swooshed the pan with ease, flipping what looked like an omelet over. There were two empty plates sitting out with toast. Shadow cut the egg in half and slid it onto the plates. “I made breakfast as a thanks for putting up with me.”

“Oh wow. That smells good, where did you even get the stuff…?” Vio happily accepts the food.

“I had a few things, and bothered Red.” Shadow joins him at the table, sitting close next to him. “You must’ve been real tired to sleep this long.” he teased.

“Pathing and planting take a lot more than you’d think.” Vio defended between bites.

Shadow looked him over. “I can imagine. That kind of work takes a different kinda strength.”

He had no abs by any stretch of the imagination, but he certainly wasn’t out of shape either. Shadow’s gaze lingered a little too long.

“So what’s today’s plan?” He might even get to see him in action.

“Watering everything,” He thinks, “ I need more wood, for the fireplace storage, and some stock to make as planks to repair the coop. This place came with one, but the seasons haven’t been kind to it.”

He was so grateful any pets or animals from the farm had long been adopted out to their rancher, Malon, down south of town.

“Ooooh axe work, huh? I can help with that,” he flexed. He loved being a show off, almost as much as the color it made his new friend turn.

“I would really appreciate that,” Vio cleaned up their dishes.

“I’ll meetcha out there, dear.” Shadow gave him another once over, lingering on his bare thighs. With a satisfied smirk he grabbed a small pack over his shoulder and headed out.

Vio flustered and ran to the bedroom. He had been so sleepy earlier it hadn’t even crossed his mind. He grabbed a shirt and shorts and pinned his braid up. After grabbing a few waters, he joined Shadow. He saw him near the edge of the farm looking at a fence that had been worn off.

Vio approached with a questioning noise.

“Hm? Do you get monsters at night? There’s claw damage on your fence. Looks like a plant zombie maybe,” He ran his hands across the wood. “I’ll work up some traps and defenses for you this week,"

“Only after sundown,” he dismissed. “I have a bow so they aren’t much of a bother yet.”

“They will be, infestations always grow.” Shadow stood back upright. “Well, that’s a future us problem, huh? Let’s go chop some trees!”

It started off strong, and as time passed they shared their talents and knowledge. By the end of summer the farm almost doubled. The trees and brush cleared off, fences repaired and trapped, and coop rebuilt and painted. The clucking of cuccos always made sure there was never silence on the farm. As did Shadow’s penchant for humming or singing while at work.

Vio looked over at the watered plots and scarecrows. Even with the chickens it felt too quiet and sad. Shadow was mining today for some supplies. They needed some copper and iron and magic gemstones for projects

He looked back to the beebox he was finishing up. It would line the side of the plots they kept the flowers. He wasn’t entirely sure how it worked, but overnight bees would move in.

He nodded to himself and stood up, brushing the dirt off his knees. Shadow whistled at him as he straightened.

“Good work! Your woodwork always looks so clean!” unlike Shadow, who has both dirth and blood smeared across his hands and face.

“How do you even function?” He chastised playfully. “That isn’t your blood is it?”

“Haha only a little.” He rubbed it off his nose. It made it worse. Ever since helping outside, more freckles had appeared. Covered by bits of adventure, Shadow grinned at him. “Obvious dibs on the bath.”

He had no idea what came over him, but without permission from his brain, “Want a hand?” came pouring out. “Uh- for uh- because it’s long and knotted- ya know?” he over-explained at the devious smirk from how off that sounded.

“That’s sweet of you, I’ll take an extra hand detangling this mess. Best treatment It’ll have gotten in years.” He gives pity on the poor boy. “I'll leave ulin the conditioner for you too,” Shadow stripped his bag onto the porch and gave a mock salute to start the water heater.

Vio buried his face in his hands. Why did he say that!? He swore at himself, packing up and going in himself. The bathroom was shut, the smell of fresh soap wafting out. At least Shadow had understood his intention, as not an attempt for inappropriate conduct. He half wished that he had taken it that way. He sort of did.

He washed up his hands and prepared some iced drinks. That sounded great after today. He ended up putzing round with cleaning. He settles on putting up his braid and staring unreading at his book. Every little sound from the bathroom made his perked ears twitch. He wasn’t sure what he was listening for.

Eventually his roomate came out, satisfied, clean, and toweled. The warm waft of fresh soap and coconut oil flooded the room. Somehow his skin looks incredibly soft, everywhere but his hands.

Shadow slipped on some casual pants while Vio pretended to be distracted. He peeked over the book top. Huh. Freckles there too.

Shadow sat between his legs, on the floor in front of the couch.

“O-oh. H-how was your bath?” He put the book down, grabbing the combs and brushes he had to the side. Why was he nervous? It was hair, for fuck’s sake.

“Very nice,” he purred. “Haven’t taken this many baths close together in so long.” Shadow melts as Vio starts running his nails down his scalp. gathering the mass of thick purple curls in his direction.

“Mm. How were the mines?” Vio supplied him with the opportunity to fill the space while his awkward shaky hands worked. Slowly he untangled the knots and brushed out his thick locks. There was an unbelievable amount of hair for only being past his shoulders. Shadow’s whole body seemed to just melt as he worked, babbling freely about minerals and gems and monsters. They got into a rhythm and the rest of the cabin seemed to just disappear between the two of them. Vio even opened up about farming and what crops he was planting this season.

He continued brushing and running his hands through even well after he was done. Vio kept the soft back and forth and started putting a little braid in his hair, mostly his bangs. He brought it back across the top of his ears and into the back.

“This should help keep your bangs out of your eyes when you’re fighting.” he hummed. “Wouldn’t wanna mark you up if you don’t have to.”

“Aw I don’t usually mind. Makes me look tough,” Shadow grins and tilts his head back to make eye contact, the back resting in Vio’s lap. He did have a few tiny scars on his face, and some on his arms and a few on his exposed chest.

“Still…” Vio traced them gently with the pads of his fingers. “I don’t like the thought of you getting hurt badly,”

Shadow’s skin raised in goosebumps. He kept eye contact for a minute before Vio suddenly flushed and took his hands away realizing what he was doing.

“Sorry! Didn’t mean to be uh- so handsy.” He stood up and stepped over Shadow, basically running to the kitchen to start more tea. It was too late in the day for another coffee.

“Oh Don’t be sorry, darlin. “ He watched as he went. “You can be handsy with me anytime,” His eyes narrowed with a devious smirk. Vio kept his gaze away, though now the tips of his ears were visibly red. He felt Shadow’s stare on his back. He gave in and turned to look, finding Shadow with one knee raised up, draping his arm over it and leaning on the couch. He was actively flexing trying to look hot. It succeeded.

“It is illegal to look like that, stop it.” Vio chastised, bashful. He threw Shadow’s undershirt at him from the back of a chair. Shadow laughed and covered up for his sake. As big of a flirt he was, he was honestly pretty inexperienced and when it came down to it would shy away. More talk than action.

“You wanna come with next time? You’ve got good arm strength, and I got extra swords. Plus that bow of yours, that aim is untouchable!” He offers as Vio sat back on the couch. Shadow sat properly on the seat next to him.

“I dunno…”

“Come ooonnnn,” he whined “You’ll do great! We’ll kick ass,”

“Alright. But only on a rainy day so I don’t have to worry about my crops.” Vio relents.

“Yes!!” Shadow cheered and began planning a trip in the higher levels of the local mine with him. Nothing could go wrong with Vio there!

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bepisbee · 4 months

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Omg spicy stardew oneshot... yes. yes I want that very much. big strong fighter x twink farmer/scholar. I must see them be spicy

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SPICY! LEMON! NSFW/NSFT!

Vio’s hands gripped his sheets and pillow hard. His face buried in the pillow, arched up back facing his partner. His thighs shook and tensed with effort to hold back. How Shadow could read him so well he doesn’t know, but he is absolutely grateful for it. Shadow had one hand on the small of his back, the other playing him like a fiddle.

Two oil coated fingers prepping and teasing his unused hole. Vio had played around a little, but never anything like this.

He shook with a full body shudder as he replaced his hand with his tongue.

“Sh-Shadow!” He protested, gasping at the weird new feeling. He just got an amused snort in response with renewed effort. He hid his face again, unable to hold in the embarrassing squeak. “Ah Gods- fuck. That is so weird but it feels so good.” He babbled. “You’re nuts.”

He let him go wetly. “Yeah, and? C’mon darlin, don’t hide,” He replaced the space with his fingers once again. “The noises you make are hot.” not to mention just his entire body. Shadow never expected farmer tan to be such a huge turn on, but damn if he wasn’t painfully hard right now. “I can’t even begin to think about what you’ll sound like when I really get my hands on you,”

Vio gulped and flipped over to his back, mildly overstimulated. He flopped a little against his abdomen. His tip was flushed red and leaking. Shadow whistled.

“Hot damn, I almost wanna just eat you till you cum all yourself.”

“Oh my god.” He was not used to dirty talk in the slightest.

Shadow shifted up walking on his knees to press his dick against Vio’s and grind. The waft of his pretty lilac soap joined him. Vio’s gaze drifted down, appreciating how he looked. He’d never admit outloud the first time he noticed Shadow’s was cut he almost passed out. Blood rushed way too fast south for the poor boy’s head to keep up. That was his first time seeing one like that. Considering he’d only really ever seen his own before, he was certainly shocked.

Shadow grabbed his face and made him look up at him. “No thinking. Shut off your brain, and let me make you feel good. The only thing you needda worry about right now is me.” he rolled their hips together sparking friction. “All you need to think about is how this makes you feel. Where I touch…” he gently scraped his nails across his chest and down his stomach. Vio stuttered. “What I touch, “ He dives his hand to cup around his balls, then up to the tip. He rubbed his thumb across the clear wet pre using it to rub him down. “Focus on you.” He strokes them together.

“I’m- trying to.” Vio huffs. “You’re making it difficult to focus on anything else.”

“Good.” Shadow shifted his hips so his ass was placed in his lap, his dick sandwiched between the fine toned cheeks. All that squatting for planting seeds has been paying off.

“I still think you’re too big,” Vio worried his bottom lip.

“You are sucha flatterer dear.” Shadow smirked and rubbed him with the tip. Plenty lubed up. “Ready baby? Can I put it in you? I’ll be slow, promise.” He twitched against him in anticipation. They hadn’t crossed this line yet.

Vio seemed afraid. He took a deep breath in and out and finally met his eyes again. Fear but trust fought in them. “Slowly. And you better stop if I need it.”

“Absolutely. Always. You just tell me,” Shadow added a little more oil just to be safe and pressed into him. He relented a little, widening the space of about the two fingers he had prepared him with. Only the very top of him breached, getting wrung out. Shadow rubbed circles on his hip comfortingly. “Hey, deep breath. Relax. Yeah? Innn and out.”

He breathes with him, tilting his head back as he lets air out. Vio jolts as he pops in past the hardest part.

“There ya go, darlin. Thaaat’s it. You can take more than that. Focus on my dick.”

“Do you ever shut up?” Vio gripped his thigh and whined at Shadow. He chuckled at the embarrassment from his verbal seduction and praise.

“Mmm no. Why would I?” He gradually inched in deeper. “You feel unbelievable. I have to make sure you know just how warm and tight you are. Just for me,” Shadow runs a hand through his hair. “Taking me so well, can you feel how deep I’m stretching you open baby? Fuck I’ve never been so hard in my lfe. You doin ok?”

He nodded. “Yes. I’m” he squeaked “Ahem. I’m fine.”

“Just fine? Ohh we can’t have that.” He stopped where he was and pulled all the way back out, before pressing back in. As agonizingly slow as the first time. “Your heart is pounding. I can feel it,” he stops at the same point and repeats that a few times until it’s much easier to push past each time. He picked up his pace. Vio squirmed, mouth parted, panting. He tried his best not to show how much it made him feel.

Little noises slipped out and he found himself meeting Shadow as he pushed in. He was becoming frustrated with the obvious withholding for his sake. “Gods-dammnit. Fucking- more, do it more.”

“Do what more darlin?” he knew exactly what he meant. Vio gritted his teeth. “More hips, more up, down, faster, deeper? More cock?”

“You know exactly what I meant.” Vio arched as Shadow slipped out. “Sonofa-” he huffed. “Yes- you asshole! more that. All of that. Fuck me properly!”

That was all he needed. Shadow turned him back over on hands and knees and obliged. “Good. Tell me what you want baby,” he didn’t go much faster yet, but did dig into him much deeper each plunge. His position gave him better access to wreck his guts. Vio’s body trembled under him. “How does it feel? Tell me how my dick makes you feel and I’ll give you what you need.”

He gasped softly each time. “I-I…” he bounced back against Shadow’s pelvis, making a light smack. “It feels full, and so- fucking good.” Fuck it, he thinks, it’s not like Shadow would judge him for what he says. In fact, the opposite. Shadow hums in encouragement. “It hits up to my stomach- it’s making me warm and fuzzy and dizzy,” he babbled, finally letting go. “Everytime your d-ick goes in my- m… in me I can’t breathe. In the best way.”

“You like that?” Shadow squeezed his hips, “Do you want it harder? Do you have any idea what you fucking do to me darlin?”

“Yes- please,” he panted. He was rewarded. He kept pace bouncing back against Shadow. Heat rushed up through his body, settling in his core and building tighter. Just as he was about to let it go, Shadow stopped. He turned Vio back over to face him.

“Mmm. I wanna see your pretty face, darlin.” He growled and for the millionth time submerged himself back inside his tight heat.

“Oh fuck!”

“You’re speaking way too well for my taste,” He started a roll every time, thrusting himself angled up more. “Let’s fix that.” Fix it he did, his angle rammed his prostate hard upon entering. It didn’t take long for the poor blonde to tap out.

“shithshitshit- hang on - fuck too much!” He rapidly smacked a hand on his upper arm. Shadow slowed and pulled out with a wet pop. Vio laid back and caught his breath.

“You good?” Shadow kissed across his face. He nodded and opened bis eyes back, half lidded.

“I’m okay. That was making me clench so hard I got a cramp.” He exhaled and his body untensed finally.

“Hm.” Shadow looked him up and down hungirly. The sheets swished as he laid on his back next to Vio. “C’mere, “ he motioned. “Over my lap.” he gestured again at the confused look. Vio sat and hovered over him, legs on either side of his thick thighs.

“What?”

“Scoot up, then lean back a little…” Shadoe reached over and lined himself up with the waiting hole. “Perfect. Now sit back on me,” He suddenly understood, now. Vio carefully sat himself back down and onto the throbbing cock.

“Oohh shit,” He felt that delightful spark shoot up his spine as he filled himself. Until he sat flat against him, taking him all. “I see, alright.”

“There ya go, fuck yeah darlin like that. Alright, now like this,” He guides Vio’s body into a rolling ride. “You get to control the pace, and won’t cramp up. If you stay deep like that, and keep rocking- ahh yes, fucking perfect babe.” He caught on quickly. His face flushed easily each time he rocked himself back down. Shadow’s lascivious expression was all the encouragement he needed.

He grabbed Vio’s bouncing hard on and teased him to the timing of his thrusts. As he picked up his set pace, Shadow began meeting him there, pushing up into him, the force jiggling Vio’s thighs and ass. He had to bite his lip to help endure his stamina. He was not going to last long between his view and the stimulation. Obviously neither was his partner. The look of desire soley for him was driving him crazy.

Vio braced his hands on his chest and used the leverage to bounce, pulling out further and slamming down harder. His vision was getting blurry, wrapped up in cacophonous swearing and begging for him to not stop. For a very brief moment of clarity, Shadow considered he probably should have asked where Vio preferred him to cum. It was almost hilarious. Shadow praised him non stop as he kept riding through his orgasm, burying the white ropes in further. It was his turn to feel frenzied. Vio did not stop, chasing his own release frantically.

Shadow held his hips but stayed at his mercy until he slammed down balls deep one last time. Chanting his name over and over and he squeezed the life out of him, rippling in waves of pleasure that made him cum again. Vio rested his forehead against Shadow’s sweat slicked chest. They both took awhile to come down.

“Fuck. Sorry, I shoulda-”

“Sorry I didn’t-” at the same time. They laughed and separated. “Didn’t mean to make you cum twice. But I'm not going to lie, it was the hottest thing I have never considered.” Vio flopped, jelly muscles, next to him. He intertwined their fingers.

“I shoulda asked if I could inside, sorry love.”

“I kind of figured it was implied to, when you asked about going further.” He turned his face to him. “We’re good.”

“You say that now,” he jests. “You can, when you top, to make it fair.” Implying he would switch roles.

“I- wouldn’t really know what to do. Not like you,” Vio turned on his side facing him fully. “I’m still throbbing, honestly. If I didn’t feel like jello right now I would try for another round.”

“Mm. Enjoy that afterglow now.” He warns, “You’re gonna be sore in the mornin and blamin me.” Vio shook his head.

“We’ll see.” He will. Shadow doesn’t argue, his point will stand eventually. Or rather, not be able to stand. He makes a silent list of to-dos for tomorrow, while he knows Vio will need to rest his poor ass, while his partner falls asleep. Warm and satisfied post sex haze will do that. He should try to get up early to run them a warm bath, was his last thought before drifting off as well.

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