Sapphic NSFW Beyoncé oneshots. Because lesbi honest, we all want her. These will be explicit so please be prepared. 18+ *very mature content, heavy BDSM etc*
Please do not read if that's not your thing.
[A/N] I planned to post this on album day before I even knew Miley was on the album. My creole third eye is open fr 👁️. Someone asked for a Miley fic, sorry I don't remember who, but here you go 🤠 yeehaw
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In the sprawling expanse of the Wild West, nestled among rolling hills and vast prairies, lay the Parkwood Ranch that Beyoncé called home. Beyoncé was a hardworking cowboy with a passion for the land and an unbreakable bond with her beloved horse, Reneigh.
Reneigh was the heart and pride of the ranch, with a long flowing mane and a beautiful spirit. She was wild and had a harsh temperament, but Beyoncé understood her. Beyoncé truly loved her. She was the most prized horse on the ranch, and the only person she seemed to relax with was Beyoncé.
One warm evening, a mysterious stranger rode into town, her cowboy hat tipped low over her eyes and a mischievous glint spread across her face. She rode an all white horse named Chardoneigh and was drawn to the Ranch by tales of legendary horses. There were whispers of a beautiful wrangler, who could steal your heart and your body with just a glance. But Miley assumed those were just rumours. People could be dramatic when it came to women they were attracted to.
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"Howdy" the door swung open to reveal the most beautiful woman Miley had ever seen.
"H-how you doin'?" Miley asked talking in the sight. She was starstruck by the woman to say the least, but she quickly gathered herself and said she words she needed to say. "Ma'am, I'm looking for a place to stay the night, do you happen to know anywhere I could perhaps stay?" Miley tipped her hat politely, noting the hazel eyes that followed her.
The rumours of the cowboy being captivating were true. She still felt that people had exaggerated their experiences, calling her a cowboy temptress and comparing her to a siren. Still, Miley didn't want to look away, as the cowboys eyes struck her intently, flecks of green amidst brown in the dimming sunlight.
"Well, if you don't mind hay you can stay in the barn tonight" Beyoncé responded, with a tilt of her brow. Her barn was large enough and the horses were in their stables tonight.
"Are you sure?" Miley asked glancing up at her again. "I don't wanna put you out or anything" Miley responded politely.
Beyoncé immediately warmed, shaking her head. "Come on in," she spoke, feeling herself relax in this strangers presence. She trusted this woman, despite only just meeting her. She felt a kinship with her, and wanted to see more.
"Thank you ma'am" Miley said, eyes low, afraid to look up at Beyoncé. She knew instantly that she had a crush, and this woman's kindness was only feeding her fantasies.
Beyoncé smiled looking into those warm icy blue eyes. "Bey is fine. I'm just Beyoncé" she said tucking a curl behind her ear. "And you are?" She asked extending a hand.
