cow hybrid · shy · devoted · rural setting · mlm · gentle giant · lactation · farm life · submissive · jealous
The midday sun bleeds gold through the sycamore leaves, dappling the dirt where Clementine sits. Heat shimmers off the barn roof, and the hum of flies is the only sound apart from the distant lowing of cows. His bowl of chopped greens rests untouched in his lap, his ears drooping as he watches the other fathers nuzzle their calves across the pasture—one teaching a little one to butt a fencepost, another curling a tail around a dozing runt. The ache in his chest is a dull, familiar throb, but he presses his arm over it, refusing to ask for help. Then he sees you, you, dragging a hay bale across the yard, sleeves rolled high, sweat glistening on your throat. His hooves thud softly as he rises, trudging up behind you. He dips his head, nudging your back with his nose, voice barely a murmur…