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Turning away from Mark Dell gave a little smile that he hoped said “take your time,” but could easily be mistaken for “please hurry.” He winced a little watching Taurie shamble away in front of Mark. He knew Taurie hated when he couldn’t hide the effects of his condition.

“That’s nice to hear, I ain’t picky but Taurie is rather dedicated to that new diet.” Dell said, adding a little annoyance into this voice for good measure. Dell knew Taurie couldn’t help his dietary needs, and honestly it only affected his chose in food when he wanted to shove his tongue down Taurie’s throat afterwards, so it didn’t effect his eating habits too much and when it did was a sacrifice well worth it.

As they walked Dell could feel Marks eyes on him again and it did get on his nerve a little. (Though he was sure he was doing a great job at hiding it) The way he kept feeling Marks eyes linger, it was really starting to make him worry he said something or did something that induced suspicion. It made him worry that this fishing trip wouldn’t be as relaxing as he’d hoped.

Dell smiled too at the mention of swimming. The sun always seemed hotter when out on the water so he knew a nice dip in the lake would be nice, wonderful even if they had one of those floaties with the cup holder. (Though he doubted it) Laying back in one of those with a cold beer and ass in the water was heaven.

Dell snorted. “What? Taurie used to be afraid of lakes too?” Dell was fairly certain Tauire was not afraid now, he had seemed a little nervous in Hawaii at first but he was pretty sure that had just been his worry about his disguise given how Cow Taurie was happy to play about in the waves.

“Oh actually-“ Dell put his hand on Marks shoulder to stop him, and did so easily given he could almost throw the man across the room one handed. “Taurie mentioned he might have overdone it with the grilled cheese he’d had for lunch yesterday. That thing did have an awful lot more cheese than either of us had expected. I’d give him a moment.”

Stuck on the toilet wasn’t a very eloquent excuse but with how Taurie had been going up the stairs hopefully it would fit. “And if he ain’t done by the time I finish my sandwich, I’ll give him a knock when I head up to get changed.” Dell insisted, giving Marks shoulder a gentle, friendly squeeze before walking with him back to the kitchen, now his eyes watching Mark to make sure he didn’t try and go off to Taurie.

“So ya fish huh? What’s your best catch?”

“Did he see a gator attack as a kid or somethin’?” Dell asked, curious if there was a reason, or if like his dislike of Doctors there was no real story behind his lovers old fears.

Turning away from Mark Dell gave a little smile that he hoped said “take your time,” but could easily be mistaken for “please hurry.” He winced a little watching Taurie shamble away in front of Mark. He knew Taurie hated when he couldn’t hide the effects of his condition.

“That’s nice to hear, I ain’t picky but Taurie is rather dedicated to that new diet.” Dell said, adding a little annoyance into this voice for good measure. Dell knew Taurie couldn’t help his dietary needs, and honestly it only affected his chose in food when he wanted to shove his tongue down Taurie’s throat afterwards, so it didn’t effect his eating habits too much and when it did was a sacrifice well worth it.

As they walked Dell could feel Marks eyes on him again and it did get on his nerve a little. (Though he was sure he was doing a great job at hiding it) The way he kept feeling Marks eyes linger, it was really starting to make him worry he said something or did something that induced suspicion. It made him worry that this fishing trip wouldn’t be as relaxing as he’d hoped.

Dell smiled too at the mention of swimming. The sun always seemed hotter when out on the water so he knew a nice dip in the lake would be nice, wonderful even if they had one of those floaties with the cup holder. (Though he doubted it) Laying back in one of those with a cold beer and ass in the water was heaven.

Dell snorted. “What? Taurie used to be afraid of lakes too?” Dell was fairly certain Tauire was not afraid now, he had seemed a little nervous in Hawaii at first but he was pretty sure that had just been his worry about his disguise given how Cow Taurie was happy to play about in the waves.

“Oh actually-“ Dell put his hand on Marks shoulder to stop him, and did so easily given he could almost throw the man across the room one handed. “Taurie mentioned he might have overdone it with the grilled cheese he’d had for lunch yesterday. That thing did have an awful lot more cheese than either of us had expected. I’d give him a moment.”

Stuck on the toilet wasn’t a very eloquent excuse but with how Taurie had been going up the stairs hopefully it would fit. “And if he ain’t done by the time I finish my sandwich, I’ll give him a knock when I head up to get changed.” Dell insisted, giving Marks shoulder a gentle, friendly squeeze before walking with him back to the kitchen, now his eyes watching Mark to make sure he didn’t try and go off to Taurie.

“So ya fish huh? What’s your best catch?”

Turning away from Mark Dell gave a little smile that he hoped said “take your time,” but could easily be mistaken for “please hurry.” He winced a little watching Taurie shamble away in front of Mark. He knew Taurie hated when he couldn’t hide the effects of his condition.

As his ministrations grew just a little too rambunctious and Dell told him to cool it Taurie whined. It didn't seem fair after the aggressive kiss.

Holding in a small huff he rested his cheek on Dells shoulder, one arm slung across the man's torso to hold him close.

"It's hard....been harder than usual. Least, when we're alone. Ah can distract mahself when we're talkin to folk or out and about. But when it's just me and you, ah been feelin like ah can't get close enough."

Sighing he held Dell tighter, only partially reassured hearing the issue with his watch had been a random fluke. If a simple carnival ride could knock his disguise out, what else could possibly affect it?

"Ah'd feel better if we knew for sure... If we stop in and it don't happen again, odds are it wasn't somethin there, right?"

Not that he doubted Dell's craftsmanship. He just couldn't think what in the world would be able to tamper with such sophisticated technology.

He rested quietly with Dell in the dark loft, listening to his lover's breathing or feeling that strong heart beating under his hand when it idly ran over the Texans chest.

"You know...you asked me earlier, how ah felt 'bout the idea of havin a family. You never told me if that's what you'd want." He said quietly. "How have you always pictured things turnin out?"

“Well, if ya really want to ya know I can’t deny ya.” Dell’s hand that had been resting on Taurie’s lower sunk lower to give Taurie’s butt a squeeze.

“Having kids might be nice, but it’s hard to imagine wanting more than ya.” The man was his world after all, and the rest of the team did do a good job of making him feel like he already had a family.

“I know, your horns are black.” Dell purred back, running his hand lovingly over where they hid. Course he knew Taurie was no beginner, but Dell had an eye for where to cast his rod and a skill for drawing fish’s attention, knew just how to let his bait drift or reel to convince the little buggers they had a live one even, if the bait had stopped wiggling.

As his ministrations grew just a little too rambunctious and Dell told him to cool it Taurie whined. It didn't seem fair after the aggressive kiss.

Holding in a small huff he rested his cheek on Dells shoulder, one arm slung across the man's torso to hold him close.

"It's hard....been harder than usual. Least, when we're alone. Ah can distract mahself when we're talkin to folk or out and about. But when it's just me and you, ah been feelin like ah can't get close enough."

Sighing he held Dell tighter, only partially reassured hearing the issue with his watch had been a random fluke. If a simple carnival ride could knock his disguise out, what else could possibly affect it?

"Ah'd feel better if we knew for sure... If we stop in and it don't happen again, odds are it wasn't somethin there, right?"

Not that he doubted Dell's craftsmanship. He just couldn't think what in the world would be able to tamper with such sophisticated technology.

He rested quietly with Dell in the dark loft, listening to his lover's breathing or feeling that strong heart beating under his hand when it idly ran over the Texans chest.

"You know...you asked me earlier, how ah felt 'bout the idea of havin a family. You never told me if that's what you'd want." He said quietly. "How have you always pictured things turnin out?"

“Well, if ya really want to ya know I can’t deny ya.” Dell’s hand that had been resting on Taurie’s lower sunk lower to give Taurie’s butt a squeeze.

“Having kids might be nice, but it’s hard to imagine wanting more than ya.” The man was his world after all, and the rest of the team did do a good job of making him feel like he already had a family.

As his ministrations grew just a little too rambunctious and Dell told him to cool it Taurie whined. It didn't seem fair after the aggressive kiss.

Holding in a small huff he rested his cheek on Dells shoulder, one arm slung across the man's torso to hold him close.

"It's hard....been harder than usual. Least, when we're alone. Ah can distract mahself when we're talkin to folk or out and about. But when it's just me and you, ah been feelin like ah can't get close enough."

Sighing he held Dell tighter, only partially reassured hearing the issue with his watch had been a random fluke. If a simple carnival ride could knock his disguise out, what else could possibly affect it?

"Ah'd feel better if we knew for sure... If we stop in and it don't happen again, odds are it wasn't somethin there, right?"

Not that he doubted Dell's craftsmanship. He just couldn't think what in the world would be able to tamper with such sophisticated technology.

He rested quietly with Dell in the dark loft, listening to his lover's breathing or feeling that strong heart beating under his hand when it idly ran over the Texans chest.

"You know...you asked me earlier, how ah felt 'bout the idea of havin a family. You never told me if that's what you'd want." He said quietly. "How have you always pictured things turnin out?"

“Well, if ya really want to ya know I can’t deny ya.” Dell’s hand that had been resting on Taurie’s lower sunk lower to give Taurie’s butt a squeeze.

As his ministrations grew just a little too rambunctious and Dell told him to cool it Taurie whined. It didn't seem fair after the aggressive kiss.

Holding in a small huff he rested his cheek on Dells shoulder, one arm slung across the man's torso to hold him close.

"It's hard....been harder than usual. Least, when we're alone. Ah can distract mahself when we're talkin to folk or out and about. But when it's just me and you, ah been feelin like ah can't get close enough."

Sighing he held Dell tighter, only partially reassured hearing the issue with his watch had been a random fluke. If a simple carnival ride could knock his disguise out, what else could possibly affect it?

"Ah'd feel better if we knew for sure... If we stop in and it don't happen again, odds are it wasn't somethin there, right?"

Not that he doubted Dell's craftsmanship. He just couldn't think what in the world would be able to tamper with such sophisticated technology.

He rested quietly with Dell in the dark loft, listening to his lover's breathing or feeling that strong heart beating under his hand when it idly ran over the Texans chest.

"You know...you asked me earlier, how ah felt 'bout the idea of havin a family. You never told me if that's what you'd want." He said quietly. "How have you always pictured things turnin out?"

The big round specs sat just behind the tip of his nose, the temple tips not able to bend far enough for them to stay any higher, but the panes of glass were big enough that he didn’t have to tilt his head back much to see out them.

“Naw, was too scared to look at ya to notice , didn’t want ya to think I was gawkin.” Or rather he was trying not to gawk. He would fond his gaze drawn to Taurie’s midsection at times. At first it was uneasy knowing what lay under those overalls, but in time he grew to like Taurie’s udders even though back then he hadn’t see them uncovered again since their introduction. He loved how they jiggled more than regular tummies, he loved watching it sway when Tauire bend down to work on his machines.

“Yer lucky I’m rather secretive bout that stuff, ya know I love gushin’ bout ya.” But as much as he loved talking about how smart, funny, and charming his man was, Dell would rather go through excruciating torture than make any information about his sex life be public. Telling Doc what he had and letting him see what he saw had already been like pulling teeth, but there really wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for Taurie…

“Little?” Dell grumbled, not exactly agreeing with the pretty descriptor either but the lil bothering him more.

“Hmn, I don’t believe ya.” Not with that smirk and all the teasing little nibbles he’s been getting tonight. Still, unable to resist Taurie snuggles, Dell laid down with his back to Taurie and his lips pursed in pouting, unhappily taking the “little spoon”s position.

Dell couldn’t stay cross, it felt right to be back in a bed cuddling with his lover, he would hate when they had to move.

Dell held him tighter, grinning like the love sick idiot he was as Taurie inhaled his boobs. As Taurie enjoyed himself Dell kept his eyes on him. The room being mostly dark helped, but it was still a little odd being in Taurie’s childhood room, especially knowing what his bookshelf hid.

Dell watched him change in the moonlight, watched as the old shirt clung to his frame in a way that left little to the imagination and made Dell excited to see if it would end up ripping apart.

Leaning against the dark barn Taurie rubbed his arms, the night air a chilly contrast to Dell's warm arms in the cozy bed. When he heard footsteps he squinted in the darkness, grinning as he saw Dell hurrying up to him.

He had just opened his mouth to ask if Dell had found his glasses case but what suddenly pressed against the wooden building. Dell practically crashed their lips together and it was a wonder their teeth hadn't clacked.

Eyes wide in surprise Taurie rested his hands on Dell's shoulders, doing his best to keep up with the man until he needed to come up for air. Lightly pushing his lover back and gasping for breath. He grinned, chuckling after he caught his air, nuzzling against Dell's neck.

"Awful eager aren't ya..." He hummed, one hand stroking down Dell's arm to link their fingers together. "C'mon...let's climb up to the loft."

Leading Dell inside his grip tightened, taking just a moment to remind himself he was safe. As they passed the stall with the new calf he was happy to see it nestled against its mother.

Reaching the ladder the cowman carefully climbed up, reaching the soft, hay covered floor of the loft.

"Careful, normally ah'd turn the lights on. Don't even have mah night vision goggles with me." He snorted. "No matter, just have to enjoy ya with mah other senses won't ah?"

Finding a snug corner amongst a few bales he fluffed up a cozy spot and stretched out on his back. He could just make out the faint outline of his lover, helping to guide him next to him.

"Thanks for comin out... Know it's mah home n'all, but ah feel better when ahm with ya... Ya think that trouble with mah watch was just a fluke earlier?" He mumbled, cuddling into Dells arms and kissing along his jaw, leaving featherlight kisses and soft nips on the man's skin.

The big round specs sat just behind the tip of his nose, the temple tips not able to bend far enough for them to stay any higher, but the panes of glass were big enough that he didn’t have to tilt his head back much to see out them.

“Naw, was too scared to look at ya to notice , didn’t want ya to think I was gawkin.” Or rather he was trying not to gawk. He would fond his gaze drawn to Taurie’s midsection at times. At first it was uneasy knowing what lay under those overalls, but in time he grew to like Taurie’s udders even though back then he hadn’t see them uncovered again since their introduction. He loved how they jiggled more than regular tummies, he loved watching it sway when Tauire bend down to work on his machines.

“Yer lucky I’m rather secretive bout that stuff, ya know I love gushin’ bout ya.” But as much as he loved talking about how smart, funny, and charming his man was, Dell would rather go through excruciating torture than make any information about his sex life be public. Telling Doc what he had and letting him see what he saw had already been like pulling teeth, but there really wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for Taurie…

“Little?” Dell grumbled, not exactly agreeing with the pretty descriptor either but the lil bothering him more.

“Hmn, I don’t believe ya.” Not with that smirk and all the teasing little nibbles he’s been getting tonight. Still, unable to resist Taurie snuggles, Dell laid down with his back to Taurie and his lips pursed in pouting, unhappily taking the “little spoon”s position.

Dell couldn’t stay cross, it felt right to be back in a bed cuddling with his lover, he would hate when they had to move.

Dell held him tighter, grinning like the love sick idiot he was as Taurie inhaled his boobs. As Taurie enjoyed himself Dell kept his eyes on him. The room being mostly dark helped, but it was still a little odd being in Taurie’s childhood room, especially knowing what his bookshelf hid.

The big round specs sat just behind the tip of his nose, the temple tips not able to bend far enough for them to stay any higher, but the panes of glass were big enough that he didn’t have to tilt his head back much to see out them.

“Naw, was too scared to look at ya to notice , didn’t want ya to think I was gawkin.” Or rather he was trying not to gawk. He would fond his gaze drawn to Taurie’s midsection at times. At first it was uneasy knowing what lay under those overalls, but in time he grew to like Taurie’s udders even though back then he hadn’t see them uncovered again since their introduction. He loved how they jiggled more than regular tummies, he loved watching it sway when Tauire bend down to work on his machines.

“Yer lucky I’m rather secretive bout that stuff, ya know I love gushin’ bout ya.” But as much as he loved talking about how smart, funny, and charming his man was, Dell would rather go through excruciating torture than make any information about his sex life be public. Telling Doc what he had and letting him see what he saw had already been like pulling teeth, but there really wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for Taurie…

“Little?” Dell grumbled, not exactly agreeing with the pretty descriptor either but the lil bothering him more.

“Hmn, I don’t believe ya.” Not with that smirk and all the teasing little nibbles he’s been getting tonight. Still, unable to resist Taurie snuggles, Dell laid down with his back to Taurie and his lips pursed in pouting, unhappily taking the “little spoon”s position.

Dell couldn’t stay cross, it felt right to be back in a bed cuddling with his lover, he would hate when they had to move.

The big round specs sat just behind the tip of his nose, the temple tips not able to bend far enough for them to stay any higher, but the panes of glass were big enough that he didn’t have to tilt his head back much to see out them.

“Naw, was too scared to look at ya to notice , didn’t want ya to think I was gawkin.” Or rather he was trying not to gawk. He would fond his gaze drawn to Taurie’s midsection at times. At first it was uneasy knowing what lay under those overalls, but in time he grew to like Taurie’s udders even though back then he hadn’t see them uncovered again since their introduction. He loved how they jiggled more than regular tummies, he loved watching it sway when Tauire bend down to work on his machines.

“Yer lucky I’m rather secretive bout that stuff, ya know I love gushin’ bout ya.” But as much as he loved talking about how smart, funny, and charming his man was, Dell would rather go through excruciating torture than make any information about his sex life be public. Telling Doc what he had and letting him see what he saw had already been like pulling teeth, but there really wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for Taurie…

“Little?” Dell grumbled, not exactly agreeing with the pretty descriptor either but the lil bothering him more.

“Hmn, I don’t believe ya.” Not with that smirk and all the teasing little nibbles he’s been getting tonight. Still, unable to resist Taurie snuggles, Dell laid down with his back to Taurie and his lips pursed in pouting, unhappily taking the “little spoon”s position.

The big round specs sat just behind the tip of his nose, the temple tips not able to bend far enough for them to stay any higher, but the panes of glass were big enough that he didn’t have to tilt his head back much to see out them.

“Ya look better in RED.” Dell stated, aware Taurie wouldn’t switch sides solely because one color might suit him better, but the idea of losing his saving grace to the team with that snake made his teeth grind.

His jaw soon relaxed however feeling Taurie nuzzle his neck, relaxing and letting it roll to the side for better access. The nip pulled the smallest of noises, something between and whine and a grunt. He loved the attention but it also felt inappropriate with the baby and her mother so near. “Shame your stomaches too upset for dessert.” Though, he still had a little room in his stomach…

“Alright, come one sweetie.” Gently Dell began to help the baby over, giving little “woah!”s and reaching to help steady when it looked to tumble, but for the most part the calf was doing pretty good for a newborn.

“Ya think we could? Won’t the works come find us in the mornin?” Dell worried. He really wanted to cuddle tonight, even if it meant sleeping in jeans and hay, but he didn’t want their yearning for snuggles to be their downfall.

“6? Well it’s almost 9 now…” Dell muttered as he checked his watch. Softly he hummed while staring at clock, weighed the pros and cons.

“Ya look better in RED.” Dell stated, aware Taurie wouldn’t switch sides solely because one color might suit him better, but the idea of losing his saving grace to the team with that snake made his teeth grind.

His jaw soon relaxed however feeling Taurie nuzzle his neck, relaxing and letting it roll to the side for better access. The nip pulled the smallest of noises, something between and whine and a grunt. He loved the attention but it also felt inappropriate with the baby and her mother so near. “Shame your stomaches too upset for dessert.” Though, he still had a little room in his stomach…

“Alright, come one sweetie.” Gently Dell began to help the baby over, giving little “woah!”s and reaching to help steady when it looked to tumble, but for the most part the calf was doing pretty good for a newborn.

“Ya think we could? Won’t the works come find us in the mornin?” Dell worried. He really wanted to cuddle tonight, even if it meant sleeping in jeans and hay, but he didn’t want their yearning for snuggles to be their downfall.