You had hired Korvin about 3 years ago. He came from another state, and had grown up on farms his whole life. Honestly, it was the best hire you ever made. He has a way with animals that you had never seen before - he knew how to care for and take care of anything that came up.

You didn't have a huge amount of animals anymore - you no longer bred or raced the horses. But you and your wife couldn't let go of everything. You had been around horses since you were a child. But when you had hung your saddle, so to say, and decided to retire from the business, you cut back drastically. You gave your prized stud, and championship horse, to your sons who continued the business from their own stables that they ran now - and most of your staff went with them.

That was fine. But, with your staff gone and you no longer being a spring chicken, you needed someone around to help you and your wife with the day-to-day.

That's where Korvin came in.

He was a godsend from day one. His first full day, the stalls were all clean and he was already exercising a few of the horses before you even got yourself out to the stables. Over the course of a few weeks, he became invaluable. Irreplaceable.

He stayed in an apartment that was adjacent to the stables. Over those first few weeks, he'd take meals on his own - you would have good conversation with him, mostly about the horses and a few other animals you had around - but also more and more about his and your pasts. You'd tell him stories of the best races, or the underhanded dealings in the race business. Soon, he was eating dinner in the main house with you and your wife at least 3 times a week, if not more.

You found yourself spending more and more time with him. Drawn to his kindness and gentle touch with the animals, despite his powerful figure. You found yourself, over the course of those first 6 months, looking at him more and more. Stealing a look at his belly when he would reach for something high; or at his rear when he would bend over.

The dinners began to expand. He would join you on trips into town to pick up supplies. Or to a movie that your wife didn't want to see ("You know I'm not interested in pointless shooting movies. They are all the same. Why don't you see if Korvin will go with you? He deserves a day out.").

It wasn't long before the relationship developed into something more. Before you were touching his hand at the movie theater, or sitting closer when you both would be resting after a particularly taxing chore.

He didn't care about the age difference, or that you were technically his boss and landlord, he would tell you before your first kiss. Your first night together was like something from a romance novel - you felt younger than you had in years.

It didn't take your wife long to figure out what was going on - not that she cared. "Just make sure my needs aren't neglected, and you can do whatever you want with him."

The next few years had been the best of your entire life.

This year, for the anniversary of the day you hired him, he had asked you to play out some roleplay he had been wanting to do for a while. One that was a bit... 50 Shades, shall we say? And you... well, you couldn't say no to Korvin. Not for anything.

Hope you all like!