So this is a quick doodle inspired by a conversation I had with my beloved.
He'd have been my lordly over-seer, and I'd have been his colonial servant-wench. xD

Here he is, in panther-form, as the sexy redcoat he truly is. -nuzzles him-



Quinn: You, there. Go shine my boots. And you, go groom my other horses.
(Sydd's brothers run off to do as instructed, leaving Sydd staring up at him).
Quinn: I've got something much different in mind for you, love..
Sydd: (blink) ...You want me to plow a field?
Quinn: Shut up, woman, get on my horse.