Short Stardew Valley smut with Shane/Male Farmer
He’s been better about his hygiene since the farmer stepped into his life; still, there are plenty of days where the medication doesn’t completely work or Shane forgot to took them, and his mood plummets and he can’t bring himself to even shower.
On his wedding day, however, he appeared impeccably clean, and the farmer is equal parts delighted and amused. He himself has worked on the farm before attending the ceremony, of course. The animals need to be taken care of, just as the crops do – he needs the money, after all. They need it.
Shane does not seem to mind that he smells. He still presses his face into the crook of his new husband’s neck and bites at his shoulder, fingernails scratching his back.
They’ve never lived far apart, but they’ve been busy all in their own way; there hasn’t been much time to indulge, and the farmer can feel it now: Shane almost painfully tight, knees trembling at his sides as the farmer works himself in with patience but also a good bit of determination.
When he finally has him far enough to properly fuck, the bed is creaking gently; a constant noise in the background as Shane grunts and bites harder. Scratches more.
There’s a deep desperation in his movements; something subtly frantic as he tries artlessly to fuck up into the farmer’s motions. He’s never had a boyfriend before the newcomer, and he is delightfully sensitive for it; so unused to getting his rim stretched wide, guts filled with cock.
The farmer lets him tucker himself out, a small smirk on his lips as he watches Shane’s usually pale cheeks gain color, the permanent stubble darker at the end of the day.
He’ll get him to scream today, he thinks. Here on his farm, nobody is there to hear them. There’s nothing to be ashamed of; no frantic little jerk-off sessions in a room next to his aunt.
The farmer wonders sometimes how Shane could be so embarrassed about everything sexual when his aunt is so sleazy; letting the mayor into her room as often as they can get away with.
He’ll teach him. There’s nothing to be afraid off here.
Cyberrat Writes 