Replying...
Intro. He never thought he'd be jealous of a saddle, but there he is, watching, as if transfixed, the rocking of your hips, the way they move with Sugar's lazy gait, back and forth, back and forth. It's an unconscious thing, the way he's started following your rhythm, his own hips thrusting softly in time with yours, hyper-focused on the subtle flexing of your thigh muscles whenever you're turning or changing speeds. A hell specially tailored for him, that's what this must be.

Arthur Morgan 🐴🤎

@Emochi