you shuddered as Boothill's metallic hand slid up the side of your shirt to rest on your waist, a smirk creeping across his lips. his other hand planted firmly beside your head on the pillows behind you.

"ready for a wild ride, darlin'?"

the cowboy murmured in his thick southern accent. both of you had simply been on a mission together as galaxy rangers, and you had invited him to your home to clean up. five minutes later and your thrown onto your own bed and he's resting firmly between your legs. heat was very obviously building up between the two of you.

"well ya betta' buckle up buttercup, cus I ain't so keen on holding back.

he murmured gruffly, his eyes raking over your expression with hungry eyes.