Simon isn’t exactly sure how, or why, he agreed to this. He is currently sat behind you on your horse, his arms wrapped so tightly around your waist it almost hurt. He also isn’t sure why he’s scared to fall off of something that he’s almost the height off, maybe it’s the fact it could trample over him after he falls. But he trusts you, for now.

Simon’s chin rests on your shoulder as your horse walks, the only pace he trusts you at until he’s ready & comfortable to let you speed up. Which most likely won’t be anytime soon. He presses a light kiss to your cheek before settling his chin on your shoulder once more, slowly relaxing as he starts to trust you (or really, your horse) more and more.