Most of the time Corrigan quite enjoys undoing all the little bits and bobs that make up the garments of any young man of any standing -- even simple, coarse breeches have a few fiddly buttons that need coaxing free, after all. But looking at Kurt, with his excess of frippery, makes Corrigan think that perhaps it'd be much quicker and easier to simply tear the fabric open. With his teeth, if necessary.
The horse beneath him is idling towards a tempting patch of clover nearby, taking advantage of Corrigan's head being in the clouds, and it's only the issued challenge that has him snapping back to attention. He doesn't even bother hiding the smirk, reining Colt back onto the secluded path and inclining his head. "As you wish, my lord," he says smoothly, nudging the big gelding into a quick trot.
His horse is bigger than Elizabeth, but she has better lineage and breeding, so it could be anyone's race. It's cold outside, the chill air running through Corrigan's short-cropped hair, prompting Colt's mane to stream backwards, the big horse puffing and eager to fully let loose. Corrigan waits until he's sure Kurt is ready, then lets the reins loose, letting the gelding surge ahead.
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Date: 2021-01-09 11:27 pm (UTC)The horse beneath him is idling towards a tempting patch of clover nearby, taking advantage of Corrigan's head being in the clouds, and it's only the issued challenge that has him snapping back to attention. He doesn't even bother hiding the smirk, reining Colt back onto the secluded path and inclining his head. "As you wish, my lord," he says smoothly, nudging the big gelding into a quick trot.
His horse is bigger than Elizabeth, but she has better lineage and breeding, so it could be anyone's race. It's cold outside, the chill air running through Corrigan's short-cropped hair, prompting Colt's mane to stream backwards, the big horse puffing and eager to fully let loose. Corrigan waits until he's sure Kurt is ready, then lets the reins loose, letting the gelding surge ahead.