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Us Three || Arthur Morgan x Reader x John Marston smut

Summary: Arthur Morgan & John Marston are having some arousing time with Reader.

Warnings: smut, threesome, double penetration

Words: 2471

Requested by: @porgswillrullgalaxymotherfucker

Author: Cass & Rouge

In that split second before the touch every nerve in your body and brain were electrified. It's the anticipation of being together in a way that's more than words, in a way that's so completely tangible.

And you've never thought about being in such a situation.

You were their drug. One touch and the intoxication was instant. Just your scent sent them into a heady trance, one that didn't end until your bodies were still once more, just warm and snuggled in as close as three souls could be.

Your back were leant against cold, stone wall of the bedroom. Arthur was on your left, John on the right.

John's hands pulled you into messy kiss, his rough hands held your cheek.

"Try to not eat her, Marston,” Arthur muttered before his lips attacked your neck and collarbone. His big hands held your hips.

"Shut up…," John growled against your lips before also moving to your neck to bite and suck on all your soft spots.

Soft moan escaped your parted lips, you were turning head from left to right, giving a loving kiss to each of them. "My cowboys," quiet whimper was everything you could do at that moment. Their touches on your body were sending you right to heaven. Their kisses, their strong scents. Your hands moved down their bodies, to their crotches.

Arthur smiled at your soft touch while John let you a quiet whimper. "Our girl," Arthur pulled you into a kiss, bucking his hips into your hand.

"Our dirty girl," John whispered. He undid his pants and guiding your hand under them.

You were kissing Arthur as your palm was wrapped around John's member. You gave him few long strokes. Within a second you broke kiss with Morgan to press a kiss to John's jawline. Other hand of yours started unbuckling Arthur's pants. "And that's why I love both of you, boys," smile appeared onto your lips as your other hand squeezed Arthur's balls.

Marston kept pressing soft kisses to every inch of skin that he could reach, he was that touch starved.

"... and we love you," Morgan growled against your shoulder.

"What we’re gonna do with you, huh?," he looked at you as his hand slowly traveled under your shirt to you tender breast.

John imitated Arthur's move to give your other breast some attention too.

"You both good know what does your doll need," your reply was short and firm.

You slipped out of their embraces. You turned around to Arthur first, pushing him onto the wall. Second later you did same with Marston. "Pants down, cowboys," you ordered with a grin, slowly unbuttoning your flannel shirt.

Both boys muttered something but obeyed you. Both cocks were hard, standing proud. Arthur was a bit bigger and thicker than John. Men looked on you with anticipation and lust in their eyes.

"And wonder what is it?," John said with soft smile.

You unbuttoned your shirt open, you pressed your front to John's while making out with him. Your tongues were dancing together, meantime your grabbed Arthur's thick length slowly pumping your hand up and down his shaft. After longer moment, you went down on your knees.

John kissed you back eagerly, both of his hands moved down your body to rest on your ass. He purred deeply into the kiss and squeezed your butt.

Arthur growled unhappy. "Why he gets much more attention than me?," he murmured and after a moment looked down on you.

"Jealous, Morgan?," John teased him.

You smirked at them and shortly after wrapped lips around thick length of Arthur. You bobbed head back and forth, your eyes on his face. After longer moment you pulled his dick out of your mouth and spat on John's member, picking it up to lick its inner part.

Arthur inhaled sharply at the blissful feeling of your lips around his sensitive shaft. "Oh, darling',” man hummed moving his hand through your hair.

"Fuck…," John whimpered quietly at the contact of your tongue with his member.

You sucked onto John's tip. You pulled him out to give some attention to Arthur, meantime your free hand traveled to hems of your dress and beneath it, you rubbed your cunt.

"Pull her up." John said to Arthur.

"C'mon, darling'." Arthur purred and did what he had to. He pressed your back to his chest, he parted your legs before raising one of them. John got onto his knees and wasted no time, he immediately attacked your entrance with his tongue. Arthur's finger moved to rub your clit, pressing it from time to time.

"Fuck!," your whimper was loud. "Fuck, yeah," your hand was slipped into John's hair, you rolled hips for him as you turned your head to kiss Arthur. "You both like my pussy, don't ya?," you asked. "I know you do. You both are fucking skilled, I fucking love all things you do to me," you were pricing both of them, the lust in your voice. You grabbed your shirt and fully took it off tossing it onto wooden floor.

John mumbled against your entrance before pushing his tongue and finger inside you.

Arthur smiled and his hand grabbed one of your breasts. He rolled and pinched your nipple, kissing your neck.

"Fuck," your eyes were rolled back with a blissful sigh escaping your mouth. Both of your hands were placed on back of Marston's head as you started to fuck his face with your cunt.

Arthur grabbed your other leg and picked you up. "We have a nice surprise for you, darling'. Remember what we talked about, John?"

Other man moved away from your pussy and looked at Arthur hesitantly. "Are ya sure about that? We might hurt her, I don't want that," Marston said getting back onto his feet.

"She will be fine. Besides, Charles made something, he said it will be useful while having fun. Hold her," Arthur said before passing you to John.

John smiled and nuzzled to your cheek and neck, wrapping your legs around his waist.

Heart was beating fast in your chest. You were oh so curious about what your cowboys had to offer to you. You wrapped legs tightly around John's hips, slowly rolling hips against his already rock hard member. You tangled fingers in his hair as your lips traveled along his neck sucking into his pulse point. "What are you planning, guys?," you turned your head to Arthur as you observed his every move.

"You can't be still even for a moment, huh girl?," John shook his head, grabbing your hips tightly enough to prevent any movement. "Better be quick there, Arthur."

"Just give me a moment." Arthur was looking for something in his bad. Both man ignored you.

You nuzzled tightly to John's shoulder inhaling his scent. You raised head to kiss his jawline. "Guys...?," you moaned lovingly, "What's that?"

"Got it!," Arthur said visibly happy. He had a small jar in his hand.

John simply kissed side of your head. "Ya sure, it will work? We not gonna hurt her?," asked John setting you on the floor.

"I think we will see while doing it. I mean, she is smart enough to let us know if it will be too much for her to handle. Right?," Arthur smiled, kissing top of your head.

You climbed onto toes and kissed him murmuring. "What do you plan to me?," you asked again and slowly got fully undressed. Second later you were laying onto the bed looking at your men.

"Who do ya want to have in front of you sweetheart?" Arthur asked. “I want you, Arthur, I want you and that beautiful, strong body of yours in front of me," you knelt on the bed with hand already placed between your thighs. "Will you be waiting some more? Shall I start with myself?," you teased them.

John looked away with soft frown, feeling insecure, probably because of his scares.

"Nah, no need. We will do that," Arthur knelt in from of you while John took place behind you. Arthur took some of the stuff from the jar, it was some kind of a lube. He made sure to coat his cock, then John's. Other man gasped and growled at the touch.

"Let's hope it will be enough," Arthur smiled and lifted you up only slip his cock inside you.

Soon John tried to join him.

When Arthur's member was fully slipped into you, you let a loud sigh biting your lower lip. "So good...," you whispered looking behind you above your shoulder. "John?," you stack your bun to him, a blush onto your lips as you rested hands at Arthur's chest, you waited for John to join both of you.

John said nothing, he nuzzled to your shoulder trying his best to hide his face. To your own surprise John didn't tried to fuck your ass as always. "Come on, Marston. You not gonna hurt her," Arthur slightly annoyed.

Other man growled and pushed into you joining Arthur's cock. John let out a quiet whimper. "Oh God."

One of your hands traveled back to hold into John's forearm as you arched your back. Pleasure was already huge, your two boys fucking you slowly at the same time. You were filled to the brim by their cocks. "Just like that...," you laid your front on Arthur's chest since you couldn't move by yourself, Marston and Morgan had the power over you.

"You like it don't you, Y/N? Who do you belong to? Huh?! Answer me!," Arthur growled pushing harder few times before coming to back to gently pace.

John kept pushing gently into you, placing kisses on your neck and shoulder. "Our little treasure," man purred against your skin.

You already became a moaning mess and it was hard to you to say anything. But when you managed, it's more a moan than proper answer. "Mhm... To John... Fuck! To John Marston and to Arthur fucking Morgan," you sucked onto Arthur's lower lip biting it to blood second later. "Fuck, John!"

Arthur pulled you into a deep kiss as  both boys started to move faster, giving you hart thrust.

"Fuck," John whimpered, wrapping arm around you lower belly.

"Such a good, girl. Taking us so good," Arthur praised you as his hand moved to your clit. "We fuck you so good."

You kissed Arthur oh so deeply humming in the kiss. "Enough," you asked while exhaling deeply. "I want to ride Marston's stallion," you claimed, "And to suck your fucking cock, Arthur."

"I though you prefer to have Arthur in front of you?," John said as he stopped moving and slowly pulled out. He laid down, looking at you.

Arthur moved you off his cock. Within a second you straddled John's lap guiding his cock into your soaking wet core. "Fuck," you rolled head back and rolled hips for him quickly. "Just like that!" Few thrusts of yours have passed before you leant down to suck onto Morgan's member. You pumped hand around his thick shaft.

John kept a nice and steady pace, wanting to give you as much of pleasure as possible. His hand moved to your clit, he rubbed it gently while two of his fingers slipped inside you along his cock.

Arthur growled softly. He grabbed hand full of your hair to fuck your face the way he wanted.

Soft hum sent vibrations to Arthur's cock as single tear streamed down your cheek. That pleasure was too much for you to handle but you didn't want it to stop, ever. You spat on Arthur's cock, deep-throating him and gagging yourself with his length.

Arthur let out a unexpected deep moan. "Fuck, darling. You’re gonna make me cum. I am so close."

"I am too," John whimpered against your skin. His thrust became sloppy and erratic, he was letting out a quiet whimper from time to time. "Please, tell me I can fill you up."

You started stroking Arthur's cock hardly, jerking him while your eyes were on John. "Fuck me, Marston. I wanna be filled with your sweet cum, it's your fucking pussy after all," you stated with blissful smirk as you felt how Arthur's cock throb in your palm.

Arthur smiled as his hand moved to his balls. "And I’m gonna paint that beautiful, rosy face white tonight,"  said Morgan proudly.

John grabbed your hips tightly, your words gave him new strength. He used it to fuck your cunt as hard as he only could. Soon, both men cum. Arthur just like as said he cum on you. He growled loudly at the sight of his milky cum, dripping down your face.

John cum deep inside of you, whispering your name, you could feel how hard it was for him to calm down his breath. Man only nuzzled to your body, relaxing slowly.

You licked your lips from Arthur's cum and wiped what has left on your cheek and chin. Then you leant to John and kissed him deeply. You got off his lap to take his cock into your mouth, you wanted desperately to taste your mixed cums.

John hissed softly at the sudden feeling. "Fuck, Y/N."

"I think someone is a bit too sensitive here," Arthur teased and John blushed looking away. "C'mon, darling’. Time to rest, you were a good girl today,," Arthur purred.

As you finished with John, you nuzzled to his chest, your fingers traveled all over his torso. Arthur nuzzled to your back and closed his eyes.

"Y/N?" John asked quietly.

Your chin raised as you looked at him, gently stroking his right cheek, right where scars were visible. "Yes, darling?"

"Earlier you said all those nice things about Arthur's body, do you... Do you think, I am less…," John stopped thinking about right word, "Less attractive? Because of the scars?"

You reached out and made him turn face fully towards you. You kissed his lips and cheek with scars then. Tiny, gently kisses were placed to each of his scars, you pecked his lips. "Silly, you're as handsome as he is. These scars only get you more manly charm."

"Or shows how stupid he is," Arthur muttered.

John rolled his eyes and nuzzled to you, hugging you tightly. "Thank you."

"Morgan, you bastard," you snapped hitting Arthur's forearm with fist. "Shut that filthy mouth of yours and you, darling," you turned to John, "Don't listen to him. He's just jealous that he doesn't get as much of my attention lately."

Arthur giggled softly and shook his head. "Let's just rest... Imma tired," Morgan stated sleepily.

John kissed your lips before nuzzling to you. "I love you, Y/N. So much."

"I love her too," Arthur added lazily.

Soon, all three of you were sleeping. Men were keeping you locked, nice and safe, between their bodies.

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Warm Me Up || Arthur Morgan x Reader smut

Summary: You travel in mountains with the gang. During stop, you got pretty intimate with your boyfriend, Arthur.

Warnings: smut

Words: 1641

Author: Cass & Rouge

The weather in the mountains was terrible.

It was snowing so heavily that it created a thick curtain that made it impossible to look through.

You were lucky, gang stopped in some old mine town.  

You even got your own little cabin, it wasn't perfect. The place was old but there was a fire in the fireplace.

You were sitting on a little cot, wrapped tightly in fur but the most important, you were sitting between your man's legs.

Arthur was currently busy, writing something in his journal.

"I like your consternation during noting things down," you whispered quietly, wrapping fur tightly around your figure. "Aren't you cold? I can make you a mug of coffee," you offered softly.

Arthur hummed turning his attention to you. "Did you said something darlin'? Sorry, I was away with my thoughts," he said softly and put journal away before wrapping arm around you.

"Coffee?," you asked again, smiling at him. You rolled a bit so you were kneeling between his legs. You rested head on his knee, eyes on him.

Arthur shook his head and pulled you into a hug. "Nah, you are warm enough. You and your fur,” he smiled, nuzzling to you.

"Me and my fur, hehe, that's cute of you," you grabbed man's palm. "Ough! Your hands are completely cold! I think I know how to warm you up..."

"They ain't that cold darling,” he said looking at you. "Hoe to warm me up?" Arthur asked.

You knelt between his legs, slowly slipping fur off your shoulders. It turned out that you weren't wearing anything beneath it.

Arthur blinked shocked. "And later hear from you that you are sick. Crazy woman," man sighed and took you into his arms.

You placed a kiss to his jaw, then to cheek and briefly to lips. After that, you kissed his jawline again and then you moved to his pulse point on his neck, laying casually between his legs.

He muttered deeply, looking at you. "Y/N, what are you doing? What if others will hear?," Arthur gasped at the feeling of your lips

Your fingers were trailed against his muscular chest as you were slowly sucking his pulse point. "Shut up," you purred.

Arthur blinked and nodded slowly, giving himself completely to you.

You smiled at him and started to kiss down along his chest, playing with waistband of his pants. "Such a handsome man of you, Mr Morgan. All the muscles craved perfectly," you praised, getting lower and lower, along his happy trail.

"What a silly things you are saying…," Arthur blushed at your praises and those words for sure made him hard. He let out a sigh and rolled his hips softly, feeling how uncomfortable his pants became

You licked his stomach, smiling at him. You loved to tease that man, he looked like a bad guy yet deep inside he's just a soft bear. You unzipped his fly and tugged on his pants to pull them down.

Arthur growled as his hips bucked. He smiled and helped you with his pants. "Dirty girl."

"I can get even dirtier if you want," you looked at his soft cock and smiled. "What a beautiful view." You wrapped palm around it and pumped few times, then you slipped him into mouth.

Arthur gasped at the feeling of your lips around his cock. "Jesus, Y/N," he growled as his cold rough hand moved through your hair to your nape.

You hummed around him, slowly sucking every inch of his shaft. Bobbing head faster and faster you were keeping control over him. Your eyes still on Arthur's face.

Arthur relaxed and leaned back, watching you Hand that was placed on your nape now forced to deepen your moves.

You pulled him out of your lips only to suck the tip. Then you spat in him. Meantime your hand traveled between your legs to rub your already wet clit.

"We ain’t gonna play like that sweetheart,"  Arthur smiled and pulled you up. He wrapped one arm around your waist and other moved to rub your wet clit. "Now I’m gonna tease you," Arthur purred into your ear.

Your body twitched at his touch, a wave of pleasure spilled over it. "God...," you whispered, sucking on your lip.

"Nah, only your Arthur," he kissed your lips deeply as two of his colossal fingers slipped into you and started moving. They moved out slowly only so he could push the roughly in.

"Oh my God...," you became a moaning mess in his arms, head rolled back, legs spread a bit for him. Your core was already sensitive enough and it was driving you crazy.

"Now, time for something else, sweetheart,” Artur purred, kissing your cheek.

He removed his fingers and quickly replaced them with the tip of his cock. He moved it along your pussy's lips to coat himself in your wetness. Arthur pulled you into a kiss before pushing himself slowly into you.

"Fuck...," you whispered briefly but as soon as he pushed himself in your pussy, you let out a loud lovingly moan. "Oh... Right there..." The feeling of having you man in was oh so magnificent. You spread legs wider for him, rubbing your clit.

Arthur moved you on your back to reach even deeper into you. He made sure to hit your g-spot. "C'mon, sweetheart, moan for me."

"Arthur!," his name rolled over your lips, "Harder! Fuck me, cowboy. Show me what you got!" Your hand moved to his buttock where you spanked him.

Arthur grabbed your hand and moved them over your head. He held them there with his firm grip, fucking you even harder.

"Yes! Yes!," you were screaming. His huge features above you, dominating you so easily made you even wetter. You loved him taking over control.

He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you even closer, panting against your shoulder. "Fuck, Y/N. You are so good to me. Your sweet tight pussy gonna make me cum soon," he growled.

You wrapped legs tightly around his wide hips, deepening his thrusts. "You like to fuck that pussy, don't you? You like how that pussy squeezes your cock oh so nicely, don't you?"

"Yes, I love fucking your pussy and I love how it squeezes my cock," he grunted.

It didn't take him long to cum deep inside of you. The feeling of your soft, warm pussy around his shaft was too overwhelming.

Suddenly the door opened, letting cold wind inside. It was Micah. "Hey, Cowpoke! Time to move your ass! Dutch is...," he looked at both of you, soon a nasty smile appeared on his face. "So? That's why you got your own hut, guess screwing your whore wouldn't be so nice with others around."

Arthur pulled you closer trying to shield you from this rat's eyes. "Get lost, Micah. Tell Dutch I will come soon."

Other man nodded, smile never left his lips. "It was nice seeing ya, Y/N," Micah winked at you and left.

Arthur sighed and looked at you sadly.

A deep blush was covering your face when Micah simply opened your door. It was not that you weren't sure of yourself, it was rather an anger building inside of you. "Fucker," you snapped when Arthur slipped himself off you, leaving you empty.

"These are too gently words to describe him."

Arthur sighed looking down on you. "Ah... Dutch can wait. Relax, darlin'," he purred and returned to you. Arthur settled between your legs before moving them on his shoulder. "I am so sorry, darlin'," he hummed quietly before burring his face in your cunt.

With loud whimpered you rolled head back on the pillow. Within second the excitement was built again. "Mr. Morgan...," your hands were slipped into his fluffy hair. The feeling of his beard scratching your soft thighs was breathtaking.

"Yes, Mrs. Morgan?," he purred before wrapping his lips around your clit. Two of his fingers slowly slipped inside of you, he made sure to reach as deep as it was possible before moving out.

Within next moment you were a moaning mess. Rolling your hips, moaning his name, your core was wet and sensitive enough to get you over the edge. "Arthur, I'll fucking cum! Fucking right there, suck that cunt!," you held his head as you bucked hips to him.

"Good," man smiled against you and happily fulfilled your wish, adding the third finger to fuck you even better.

"FUCCCK!," you screamed as your release took control over you. Your walls clenched rhythmically around his fingers. Your body trembled and you forced him to get closer to you so you could kiss his lips, tasting yourself on it.

He kissed you back, gently removing his fingers. "Such a good girl," Arthur purred against your lips.

You spanked his butt. "Better go to  meet Dutch."

Arthur laughed and kissed your forehead. "And you dress up. I know that now you are hot like iron but please. You will get sick."

He quickly sucked his finger and got ready to leave, he gave you one last kiss before he went outside.

A few days later gang decided to move. You were sitting on one horse with Arthur, his arm tightly wrapped around you. You coughed as shiver ran along your body. "Is it just me or temperature is getting lower? I'm freezing."

"It should go up, actually,” Arthur took off his glove and put his now bare hand on your forehead. He sighed deeply when he felt hot you were.

"Great. Just great. Hold this for me," bearded man handled you the reins.

When you took them, he started to move behind you. Suddenly his thick blue coat was placed on your shoulders. "I don't need it now, anyway. No more sex in the mountains," Arthur summed up, taking reins back from you.

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Brave Or Silly - ARTHUR MORGAN X READER DRABBLE

I wrote it for @thepaperpanda writing challenge

You looked at stranger with shy smile on your lips. "Haven't seen you here before, sir. How can I help you?"

He cocked brow and smiled back. "Whiskey. I'm not frequently around, darlin'."

With a nod you stated to prepare his order. As you finished you put the glass on the counter right in front of him. "So? Haven't we met somewhere before? You look familiar."

He sipped in his alcohol and then reached hand out towards you above the bar. "Arthur Morgan," he introduced himself shortly. "And no, I believe we haven't met any time before."

You leant to him resting chin on your crossed hands. "I'm Y/N. And well, that's a pity. What are you looking for in Strawberry?"

He shook his head. "You're too inquisitive, darlin'. I'm doing my businesses, that's all."

You observed him carefully. Man that introduced himself as Arthur was tall, well-built, with wide chest and strong arms. His face was handsome even with a scruff. A checkered shirt gave him some additional charm.

"When you end a shift?," He asked out if sudden.

He got you blushed.

"In half an hour," you replied simply. "Why?"

"You got me intrigued in yourself, darlin' and since I have some time off, I'll gladly take you for a walk," he grinned.

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Shift ended quickly and soon you were outside saloon, looking around in attempt to find Arthur. You spotted him quickly - he was brushing mane of his horse apparently.

You walked to him and asked if you can stroke horse's back. He agreed but since you were hesitating too much, man walked behind you and took your hand in his large palm, gently putting it to horse's back. He showed you how to stroke the animal and you giggled, you have never touched the horse before.

When you went at the wall through Strawberry's streets, he explained a little of his story. "... so I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to a song that I had only sang to just a few," he winked at you from under his hat and you giggled, blushing.

"Shall I feel special?," You asked.

"I guess so."

"I would never say you're.. an outlaw," you said lowering your voice. It made him giggled.

"Once I was knocked into a cocked hat, now I'm a different person, might be an outlaw but I also have my rules," he said as he walked next to you.

"I wanna see your camp. I wanna see how do you live," you said in excitement and it was when he stopped.

"I don't think it's a good idea, darlin'."

"Let me judge by myself."

He smiled at you softly. "It this is what you want... I'll come back for you at evening. Wait near the saloon. Then I'll show you my little world, Y/N."

"I'm so excited," you said. "You know, I'm tired of my life. I want to try something new."

Arthur put hands on his belt. "I don't know if you're brave or silly. Hope I'll find it out soon."

Horse Whisperer || Arthur Morgan x Reader Smut

Summary: During an ordinary patrol of your surroundings, you came across a stranger who immediately caught your eye. Was taking him home with you a good decision?

Warnings: SMUT!

Words: 3210

Author: Cass & Rouge

The thundering of hooves split the silence as a lone stallion galloped through the bleak landscape. The wind wisped his mane into the air like flames; after all he was a flame colored chestnut. His muscles rippled from under his freshly groomed pelt and his powerful legs. They propelled him forward and kept him going as he powered over the land. You held rains tightly, your hips moved back and forth as horse galloped.

It was until stallion slowed down, his ears perked as he shook his head angrily. "What's that, pal?," you asked stroking horse's nape.

Arthur tried to calm down the panicked mare. "It's alright, girl. It was just a snake, it's gone now." He huffed, trying his best.

Both horse and Arthur looked like after the acciddent. Man was all dirty and tired and horse was covered in grass and small scratches.

You rode to the man and his horse and got off your stallion's back.

"Ya need a hand, fella?," you asked with cocked brows and hands rested on your hips.

"Nah, I think we are fine. She just got spooked by a snake. Big one." Arthur said and horse started neighing and shaking its head. "What got into you today?" He asked, holding the reins tightly.

You tilted head and observed man trying to calm horse down. You took few little steps toward the animal, slowly reaching hand. "Easy," you said laying opened palm on horse's nostrils.

Hores calmed down really quickly.

"I hope she won't bite ya... She bit me twice." Arthur said, watching you. He was really impressed with fact that horse calmed down as soon as you touched it. Arthur just bought this horse and it was a really stubborn one so bonding was hard even for him. "Ya got some magical hands there, lady." He commented.

You smiled only. "If she's gonna bite it's gonna be only my fault, fella. She has to learn to trust you," you explained stroking horse's neck gently but making a little pressure.

Arthur laughed softly. "I good know that, but it's hard. She doesn't trust me, not to meantion she try to bite other horses as well." Arthur sighed softly and tried to pet horse's head but he failed. Horse only shook its head and huffed at Arthur.

"You do it too quickly, fella," you whispered and took horse's rains in your hands and took a bridle out of horse's mouth. "She's gonna never trust you fully if you won't take little steps," after these words you walked to your stallion and reached to bag hanging on his side. You pulled an apple and went back to man's horse, handling treat to animal.

He rubbed back oh his head. "Well... If I can be honest with you, I don't really have time for that." Arthur said watching you.

"That's why you have problem, fella," you chuckled at ruffled horse's mane.

"I never had such a problem before, lady." Arthur sighed and gently pet horse's neck. "Are you working in the stable or something?"

"They used to call me a horse whisperer," you chuckled softly, "but I never considered myself as someone with such an abilities."

Your stallion walked hesitantly to other horse and tried to eat its mane.

Arthur's horse let out a loud noise and walked away to hide behinde Arthur and nibble on some grass. "Oh so now I am your hideout or something. I think your horse ain't good in flirting." He joked and offered you his hand. "My name is Arthur."

You hesitated a little but shook his hand eventually. "Y/N," you introduced yourself softly. "What are ya doing in here, fella? Town is fee miles on west."

"Well, I was commin' back to my camp but she got spooked by a snake as I said... And we hit the tree." He muttered quietly because of the shame. "And what a fine lady like you is doing here all alone?"

"Patroling my neighborhood," you explained shortly. "I live nearby and since several weeks people living around are robbed and other things."

Arthur blinked. "Oh... It doesn't sound good, ain't you afraid someone's gonna rob you?" He asked softly.

Arthur robbed few folks but he didn't think it will be a big deal.

"Me? Afraid? No, I'm keeping my revolver under a pillow, so I'll shoot anyone who will try to steal something from me," you said.

You both could hear a loud thunder in some distance so you walked to your stallion and mounted him. "It's gonna rain, I believe. Do you need a shelter?"

Arthur though for a moment. He had his camp but it would be nice to spend storm somewhere cozy and warm. He got on his horse and smiled. "Well... That would be nice."

"I own a little stable and I believe we're gonna find place for your girl there," you smiled. "Follow me, cowboy."

Road to your farm wasn't too long yet long enough for rain to catch both of you.

Arthur nodded, looking at you. "You often bring strangers home? Ain't you scared I'm gonna hurt you or something?" He joked as he followed you inside.

"Believe me, darling, you would miss a chance to reach your revolver, I'm pretty fast and I don't mess around," you shrugged. "I trust in people."

"You still should be careful sweetheart, there are outlaws out there." He hummed. "Those men can do bad things to such a sweet lady."

"I'm not afraid. What's been written for me to happen will happen eventually, so I am grateful for every single day and every single moment I'm able to feel," you smiled as you led horse into the building of stable. You took off your hat and hang it on door to horse's box.

"You are the most positive person I have ever met." He giggled and shook his head. "I guess I will find myself a place here because I don't think you want someone like me inside anyway," Arthur said.

"As you wish, fella. Still, if ya will need anything, don't hesitate and burst to my house," you smiled at him and ran to the cottages house, covering head with hands to not get soaked.

Arthur smiled softly and looked at both horses, they looked at him with curious glances. "The hell you two lookin' at?" Arthur waved his hand and walked away to find himself a place to sleep.

In the middle of the night you have been woken up by a loud thunder. You yawned and got up rubbing temples of yours. You went to the tiny kitchen to pour yourself glass of water. When you drank content of the glass you looked at the stable through the window. You decided to go there and check upon the newcomer. His words about outlaws still roamed through your mind.

Despite the storm and rain the weather was still hot. Arther was sleeping on the pile of hay without his shirt, his hat laid on his face.

Arthur's horse was gently sniffing its owner.

You walked in the stable pushing the heavy door open. You peeked in and when a lightning went through the sky it shone on man's figure. You smiled gently, you didn't want to wake him up but as your horse sensed your presence, he neighed loudly so you had to walk to him and stroke his nostrils.

Arthur woke up and growled, sitting up. He rubbed his eyes then stretched up. "Who's there?" Arthur muttered and looked into your direction, he smiled softly. "Ain't it too late? Good girls should be long-time asleep."

You smiled to yourself in the overwhelming darkness around you. "I've came to check if you and your girl are all right but it wasn't necessary as I see. I'm sorry for waking you up."

He shook his head. "Come on, don't apologize. I don't sleep much anyway." Arthur explained and looked at his horse. "Yes, we are just fine. I was sleeping and I think she was flirting with your stallion."

Your hand traveled through your stallion's mane. "It's nice to see them getting along so well."

Arthur nodded and got up, then walked up to you. "Yup, they still have time for that, we leave in the morning. I wish she'd get along with other horses in my camp."

"What do you do for living actually?," you asked simply turning to face him, your brows cocked and head tilted.

Arthur shrugged. "Ain't you a bit too curious, lady? If you really need to know, I just travel around grabbing whatever job I can."

You shrugged. "Don't be surprised, I took you under my roof, offered you a place to stay, so little explanation is at least required," you chuckled. "Ain't it too cold without a shirt, fella?"

"If it would be too cold without it, I would never take it off." He smiled. "Ain't it too cold to just ran around in this thin nightdress?" Arthur pointed out and gently pulled the hem. "No panties as well."

You cocked brows even more but never shifted aside, out of his range. "Ain't ya too open about things, fella?"

"Nah, I don't think so. You are the one wearing ONLY the thin nightdress amd coming here to check on me in the middle of the night."

"Am I mistaken or are you suggesting something inappropriate?," you teased slightly.

"I dunno, am I?" Arthur purred, still playing with the hem of your nightdress. He lifted it a little bit.

The game he played turned you on. In fact, it's been a great while since you were with a man for the last time. You stepped closer and put hand to his strong torso.

Arthur smiled and wrapped his arm around your waist. "Does the brave, little girl is afraid of thunders and came to big, dangerous stranger to save her?"

"Maybe? Or maybe not?," you ran fingertips over his rough skin. "Even if, are ya gonna save me, fella?"

"Such a fine lady?" Arthur whispered as his hands moved under your nightdress to gently stroke the bare skin of your back. "It would be a shame to just push you away."

You climbed on your tiptoes. You brushed cheek against his jaw, almost moaning. "Oh, would it, cowboy?" You rubbed your hips against his crotch accidentally.

Arthur smiled and his hand moved from your back to your belly. He made few lazy circles there before slowly moving it lower. "Oh yes, little one. You are too pretty to just let you get hurt."

You shivered at his words. "Ain't it gettin' cold, fella? I have goosebumps," you joked and wrapped arms around his waist. "But ya seem so warm."

"Nah, it's just fine in here but let me help you... Get a bit hotter." He smiled as his hand slipped between your legs. He gently played with you, pressing your clit and pushing the tip of his finger barely past your pussy lips. "Someone is wet already."

You rolled head back and parted lips, you moved your hips in steady pace looking for.motr friction. "So hot...," a whisper escaped your lips. You grabbed his other hand and kissed its top, then simply took his index finger into your lips sucking on it.

"I see someone is enjoying herself. Don't eat me alive, little one." Arthur chuckled as he watched you. Soon, he slipped one finger into you. Arthur growled and smiled. "Such a tight cunt here. I like it, it will be fun."

You closed your eyes and hummed at the slightest touch of his. Soon you slipped out of his grasp and grabbed him by palm, leading him further into the stable.

Arthur growled unhappily as you slipped out of his grasp, he licked his finger clean and gladly followed you.

You pushed him on the nearest haystack

Arthur laughed and looked up at you. "Now. You are a really brave girl." He sat up enough to grab your waist and pull you to him.

You straddled him as much as you could, your hand traveled to his leather belt and skilled fingers undone it quickly.

"Hold your horses, girl." He said with a deep voice then flipped both of you so he was on top. Arthur started to slowly move himself down, kissing and caressing every little inch of your body.He moves between your legs, you could feel his hot breath against your wet sex. Arthur didn't waste any time, he dived between your legs. He licked your entrance, gently biting and pulling at your lips.

You gasped at first but soon your deep breathing turned into little moans. You slipped hands in his hair tangled your fingers with his locks. "Don't ya stop..," you managed to mumble. "Fuck you, fella, your tongue feels amazing."

"So fuck me or my tongue feels amazing?" Arthur asked with a soft laugh before wrapping his lips around your clit. He started to carefully slip two fingers in, making sure to stretch you enough and not hurt you.

"Oh my God...," you whimpered deeply bucking hips for him. "I need you in, it's aching, I need you...," you added briefly.

Arthur looked up at you and kissed your clit gently. "Or really? Ask nicely."

"I want you to fuck this cunt, Arthur. I want to feel your cock fucking my pussy," you whispered looking him in the eye.

"I said nicely but... That will do, too." He sat up and started to open his pants to pull out his hard cock. "Look what you did to me, girl. Got me all hot and hard." Arthur purred while stroking his member. He towered over you and slipped his tip along your lips, coating his member in your wetness. "Better get ready, girl." When he was wet enough he slowly pushed inside of you.

You caught his bicep and bit lower lip with your eyes on his face. His shaft was thick enough to make you feel a little pain but it was all worth it. You spread legs wider and pulled your nightgown up, struggling to take it off. When you did, you started playing with your boobs. "Mmm, look, I did almost nothing and you already got hard for me."

"Says the girl that was wet even before I touched her." He winked and gave you few really strong pushes as his hand replaced yours on your breast, playing with your nipple.

You moved a little and wrapped legs around his wide hips, you reached between your bodies to rub your clit.

"You just move your arms a little too much, girl," Arthur muttered and grabbed your hands to force you to wrap them around his neck.

You obeyed and soon were holding onto his nape like your life would depend on this. You kissed his neck, cheeks, jawline, letting him do whatever he has wanted. Your fingertips pressed skin on his nape a little and soon one of your hands moved down his back, scratching them.

"Now you are a good girl and as I see you're enjoin' yourself," Arthur growled as his hand moved between your bodies to play with your clit gently. He pressed it from time to time, humming at the feeling of you around him.

You put hand to his buttock and squeezed it tightly. "Nice, firm ass, cowboy," you whispered. Your legs have been wrapped tightly around his hips and you used all of your strengths to roll on top of him.

He rolled his eyes annoyed. "Your small talks are getting annoyed," Arthur muttered and reached to the side to grab his shirt. Arthur gagged you with his shirt. "Now, it will be nicer." He said and picked up his pace, making sure to hit strongly every spot inside of you.

You rolled hips for him supporting yourself on his chest. His cock stretched your inner walls nicely and you pleasure was building up in your lower stomach. Your breasts bounced with every thrust he made.

Arthur smiled. "Come on, be a good girl and cum. Come around my cock, darlin'." Arthur purred as his lips ghosted against your skin.

You took the shirt out if your mouth and started moaning like a good girl. Arthur's name was the only thing that escaped your mouth. You were about to cum, your nails trailed down his chest. You screamed one last time and felt how your wetness is dripping down your thighs.

When you cum Arthur slowed down his thrusts to help you through your climax. "Yes, such a good, lovely girl you are. Taking my cock so well." He whispered and gently kissed your cheek. "Hope you will do so great with another task I got for you." Arthur smiled and then pulled out from you, pushing you aside.Arthur sat down and made himself comfortable on the hay, he stroked his slick cock. "Now, come here, girl."

You squeaked unhappy when he pulled out of you, leaving you empty. You knelt down and grabbed his cock with your palm, you pumped slick shaft few times before taking it into your mouth, gagging yourself a little.

Arthur hummed loudly as his hand moved into your hair. He grabbed them tightly and started to take control of your moves. Arthur made you deepthroated him from time to time, making sure to keep you close to his pelvis for a longer time, then pulled you away.

You sucked oh do hardly on his tip, bobbing head back and forth in steady yet quick pace. When you pulled him out it was only to spit on his cock and pumped hand around him. Then, you moved down and sucked his balls into your mouth.

Arthur moaned loudly. "Such a good girl, sucking outlaw's cock." Arthur hummed with a smile on his face as he watched you.

You blinked and pulled him out of your mouth, looking him in the eye. "Outlaw? So as I see you're messing with me," you said and licked the lower side of his shaft, biting it a little.

Arthur looked you deep in your eyes and shrugged. "Maybe I do, maybe I don't."

You sucked into his main vain and then bit his balls. "You're so hot, fella. Cum for me," you bobbed head hardly, deep-throating him.

Arthur chuckled at your words but soon moaned softly and he cum hardly. "Fucking hell." He hissed.

You licked every drop of his salty cum, then wiped your lips, grinning at him you slipped hand between your legs to rub yourself and then lick your fingers clean from your mixed releases. You simply got up and grabbed your nightgown putting it on.

"Already done? Now you're just gonna leave me here?" Arthur asked, getting up.

"Maybe," you said playing with lock of your hair. "Or maybe not. But you know what, I have much better idea: come and join me in bed."

Arthur pulled up his pants and followed you. "I gladly will, better than sleeping in the hey and maybe we could play some more." He winked at you.

You walked ahead to door of stable, swinging your hips knowing he was watching. "I can offer you a hot bath as well and massage. Move your sexy ass."

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The voyeur // Arthur Morgan X Reader smut

Short summary: Arthur is your life partner and during one of evenings, you both leave the camp to have some intimate time together. Neither of you is aware that someone’s watching.

Warnings: some cursing, smut!

Words: 1233

A/N: I wrote this little fic for @thepaperpanda and their writing challenge, summer edition 😀 I had prompt number 6.

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The Choice || Arthur Morgan x Reader x Dutch Van Der Linde smut

Summary: Reader's member of Van Der Linde gang. She has feelings for both Arthur and Dutch. Whom she's gonna pick?

Warnings: smut, threesome

Words: 2964

Requested: Yes

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It was middle of the night and party in the camp was still going, everyone who still was up, was happy and drunk. Only a few people left to go and rest, Javier was playing songs on his guitar still.

You were the one that was still up, you stood near the fire with a bottle in your hand, singing songs with others.

It was till Dutch approached you. "Miss Y/L/N? Would you like to dance with me?" He asked offering you his hand.

You nodded slightly and tried to set the bottle on the ground but you almost lost balance, thanks to Dutch you didn't fall on the ground. You giggled nervously and wrapped arms around his neck. "Saved me, again, hahaha, you're amazing, Dutchy."

Dutch laughed softly and wrapped his arm around your waist while the other took your little hand into his big one. "Miss, I just try to do my best to protect my people." Dutch hummed as he started to lead the dance. "And I need to say, it would be a shame to lose such a charming lady as you, miss."

You giggled and put your head to his best covered with checkered shirt. You hummed something lazily and inhaled his strong scent. Your hands moved lower and rested at his hips.

"Dear miss, I think you had one bottle too much," Dutch chuckled, looking down at you. "I think you should go and rest." He said lowly and gently petted your hair.

"I can take her there." It was Arthur, he smiled at both of you. "Miss?" He offered you his hand.

You happily turned around and slipped out of Dutch's arms. You grabbed Arthur's hand and nuzzled to him instantly. "Lead me anywhere, I go with ya, fella."

"Well, I feel betrayed and this is not a pleasant feeling." Dutch laughed as Arthur picked you up.

"Okay, miss. I think you really have enough fun for today, lady." Arthur said carrying you to your little tent.

You woke up in the middle of the day, dizziness vanished and you felt way better. "No more alcohol, ever," you whispered to yourself as you got up and improved your clothes, then rushed out of tent. You walked in the direction of Dutch's tent. You had to apologize for your silly behaviour.

Dutch wasn't at his tent alone, he was with Arthur talking about yet another big idea. They both looked at you as soon as they saw you coming closer.

Arthur tipped his hat, greeting you. "Miss." He nodded.

"My dear, how's your head? We started to get worried you ain't gonna get up today. I think that little miss Y/L/N here drank more alcohol than her body could has handled." Dutch said, looking up at you.

You bowed head a little and stepped in tugging on hems of your dress. "I want to apologize for my awful behaviour, it's not how lady shall behave," you said. "I might by illy still but now I'll go back to my duties," you whispered hesitantly.

Arthur laughed. "Don't be sorry, miss! I guess you have never seen drunk Karen. She is worst than you and is mostly drunk during days but she is a good lady. I just hope you won't start to be like Swanson 'cuz I don't look forward to chasing you and then saving you from the train." Arthur muttered, lighting up his cigarette.

"Don't be stupid, boy. Miss Y/L/N here is nothing like Karen on Swanson." Dutch said to Arthur and then turned back to you. "You, my dear can stay out today and simply rest, recover from your night full of fun. I will talk with Miss Grimshaw to not bother you today."

"But sir...," you whispered. "I want to be useful. And besides, thank you both of you, for saving me last night," you giggled softly observing both men. Dutch was definitely type of a leader, while Arthur was a good man with great ability to getting into troubles. "I mean, you both are wonderful men..," you added and blushed, not knowing if you should go back or stay.

"My dear, you are useful most of the time," Dutch said.

"I always see you runnin' around like a crazy rabbit." Arthur joked, looking at you. "Always goin' somewhere or doing somethin'."

Dutch shook his head. "Miss Y/L/N, is everything okay? You look like something is bothering you."

"No, sir.. I mean.. I like you, and I like Mr. Morgan..," you stated. "And I am sorry I didn't get a proper attention to any of you yesterday but I couldn't decide... To which one..."

Arthur raised an eyebrow as he threw away finished cigarette. "You like me? You must be out of your God damn mind, girl." He muttered.

Dutch rolled his eyes and smiled at you. He gently grabbed your hand and pulled you on his lap. "Oh, is that so? That explains why you were so cuddly yesterday, dear."

"I'm always cuddly...," you whispered and blinked when he pulled you onto his lap. You also gave a quick glance to Arthur. "Stop it, sir. You're an amazing fella."

"I can see that, Y/N," Dutch whispered, wrapping his arm around your waist to be sure you're not gonna run away. "So you say that you like both of us and you can't decide which one you shall choose?" He asked as his hand lazily stroked your belly.

You nodded and sucked your lower lip in. "Yes. Exactly. I usually try to make a mash on... You... And Mr. Morgan... You both are cute... And I feel all alone..," you were whispering as you stroked Dutch's cheek briefly.

Dutch smiled and gently bounced you on his knee. "Well? What do you say to that, Arthur? We have our little charmin' miss Y/L/N here and she says she fancies us both."

Arthur crouched and looked at you, his hand gently cupped your cheek. His thumb stroked it. "Well, if she can't decide? Maybe we could share?" He said with a smile.

You couldn't describe what kind of sensation Arthur's words have created in your lower stomach. You nuzzled to his hand, being touch-starving. "Yes, please...," you almost whimpered wrapping one arm around Dutch's neck.

"Look at that, boy, she enjoys the idea of us both taking her. I am not surprised if I can be honest." Dutch said before grabbing your chin and pulling you into a kiss. "How about taking her inside, boy?" Dutch asked and Arthur only nodded. Dutch got up with you in his arms and walked inside his tent holding you close.

He set you down and Arthur joined you soon after making sure the tent is closed for the privacy.

"Look at yourself, miss." Arthur purred and kissed you.

You kissed him deeply, slowly slipping our tongue into his mouth and messing with his hair as your fingers tangled with his locks. You broke the kiss and looked at Dutch, your heart was beating fast and hard in your chest like a small animal that tried to escape from your chest.

Dutch looked at you and smiled. "Oh, don't mind me, just do your thing." He hummed taking off his hat and vest.

Arthur did the same.

Dutch walked behind you and gently kissed your nape. "Just go on, son." Arthur chuckled and pulled you back into the kiss, Dutch meanwhile started to play with your long dress before pulling it up enough to slip his hand between your legs. He pulled your panties aside and began to play with your clit.

"Son?," you asked lazily between kisses. You let out a long moan when you felt Dutch's hand slipping between your thighs. You wrapped arms around Arthur's neck and kissed him deeply as you knelt between two of them. One of your hands slipped down, right onto his crotch where you pressed your palm.

Dutch looked at you. "And what about me, darling?" He asked and looked at Arthur.

Arthur let out a heavy breath. "Let's give her something to do. If the lady wants to be useful... Who are we  to stop her." He smiled and dropped his belt, then started to open his pants.

"I need to agree," Dutch said and followed Arthur.

You turned your head and pulled Dutch in messy kiss. You slipped hand in his opened pants and pulled his soft cock out. You turned yourself so you were standing between two men, having Arthur on your left and Dutch on your right. With other hand you grabbed Arthur's cock as well, you pumped both hands.

"Fuck." Arthur growled and started to kiss your shoulder as his hand traveled to your front to play with one of your breasts as he bucked his hips into your hand.

Dutch's hand moved to the back of your dress to remove it. "You won't need this, darlin'. Trust me."

You stroked their cocks humming softly. You let go of Arthur's so you helped Dutch take your dress off. You were wearing only panties and you blushed slightly. You kissed Dutch's cheek and leant down a bit to lick his cock, from base to top, meantime jerking on Arthur's already hard dick.

Dutch looked at you and then at Arthur. "Ain't she a stunning little thing, Arthur?" He asked.

"She sure is, Dutch," Arthur said as his hand moved into your hair. He let out a loud growl, enjoying the feeling of your hand on him.

You slipped Dutch in your mouth, bobbing head hardly, sucking at the same time.

Soon, you pulled him out and did same thing to Arthur.

Dutch pet your head and hummed happily. "That's nice and all, my dear, but I don't think you wanna the fun to be over so soon." He said and pulled you up.

Dutch took you to his cot, he lied you down and kneeled between your legs. "Well, let's take care of our poor little miss, Y/N." He purred and removed your panties, tossing them aside as Arthur stood besides the cot.

You reached one hand back to stroke Arthur's shaft while your other hand moved into Dutch's hair. "Look what you do to me, boys," you whimpered quietly.

"You better look at what you are doing to us, darlin'." Arthur purred. "Such a good girl."

Arthur smiled at you as Dutch's mouth attacked your clit. Two of his big fingers soon slipped inside of you.

You were moaning like crazy, rocking your hips. You were already wet and your juices started to pour down your thighs. Meantime, your hand jerked hardly onto Arthur. "I wanna suck your dick, sir," you asked, rolling head back at the feel of Dutch's mouth on your clit.

"So open up." Arthur purred and pushed his cock into your wet, warm mouth. "Fucking shit... So good." He hummed and moved his hand into your hair to control the movements.

Dutch looked up and started to suck on your clit harshly. He started to push his fingers even deeper, you could feel the cold metal of his rings on your pussy lips.

You tried to bob you head for Arthur as much as it was possible. Your free hand traveled to his base when you jerked, then cupped his balls and you squeezed them gently between your fingers. Meantime your other hand started to rub you own clit as Dutch was eating you out. The sensation was unbearable for you. You pulled Arthur's cock out only to spit on its tip and suck on it hardy second later.

"Fucking shit, woman. Look at you, always so quiet and gently, and now? Sucking cock like a real whore." Arthur smiled as he forced his cock deep into your throat.

Dutch sat up and looked at you gently stroking your belly. "Maybe our Lady would like to take a real cock in, huh?" He asked, playing with your clit.

You slipped Arthur's dick out of your mouth and licked your lips from his precum. "Fuck me, Dutch," you said firmly parting your legs wider.

Dutch smiled. "With pleasure my dear." He grabbed your legs and pulled you closer. Dutch quickly pushed into you, he wrapped arms around your waist and pulled you up.

Arthur slowly walked away and sat down on the chair to watch the show.

You tried to buck your hips fiercely for more friction, you didn't pay attention to fact that pain was so sharp though Dutch's cock was thick as hard like a rock. You wrapped arms around his neck and rock hips back and forth, moaning his name and looking at Arthur.

"Look at yourself, taking my cock so damn well." Dutch growled kissing your cheek and moving his kisses lower to your neck. He started to bite and suck on your skin as he picked up his pace.

Arthur winked at you and watched this little show, stroking his shaft with one hand. Other one was grabbing his balls.

You used your all strengths to roll on top of Dutch, you picked pace up, moving hips back and forth quickly. Your pussy was taking entire of his shaft and it felt so good. You traced your fingers along Dutch's lips. "Lick 'em," you sounded too harshly but you didn't care.

Dutch smiled at your sudden change of persona. First shy and gentle lady and now you were giving orders to HIM, but he followed your order s anyway. Man wrapped lips around your finger and started to suck them.

You pulled fingers out of his mouth and leaned to kiss him, using your tongue to penetrate his mouth. You used fingers slick from his saliva to run over your clitoris.

Dutch smiled and moved his hand between your bodies. He played with your clit a little before two of his thick fingers slipped into you alongside his shaft.

You rolled head back and whimpered loudly. "I wanna Arthur too, look at him, he's left out here, all alone...," you whimpered. "Fuck, so good! So fucking good, oh God!"

Dutch grabbed your tights and squeezed them hard enough to leave marks. "Oh, you will get him, don't ya worry about this boy. Just look at him."

Arthur just gave you a smile, his hard cock was resting against his stomach.

"If you cum like a good whore then I am sure he will gladly take care of you." Dutch whispered into your ear.

Cold shiver ran along your spine. You arched your back rocking hips in unbearable pace, Dutch's cock slipping deeply in only to slip almost fully out. You bended down and sucked onto his lips, then reached hand back to squeeze his wrinkled balls.

Dutch's fingers still moved inside you alongside his cock. He let out a loud moan as he emptied himself inside of you.

You then simply got up removing his cock from your pussy, you rubbed your clit letting your mixed cum ran down your curvy thighs as you looked at Arthur.

Arthur walked to you and wrapped his arm around your waist. "You okay? You can do this again?" He asked softly.

Dutch took Arthur's previous spot.

"Yeah. I just need your beautiful cock in me," after these words you stroked his shaft hardly.

He chuckled and shook his head. "Wrap your arms around my neck," Arthur said.

You obeyed and kissed him deeply.

Arthur kissed you back and picked you up with no problem. He slowly slipped into you. "Just let me know if this will be too much for ya." He purred softly.

You nuzzled to him. "Just fuck me. I need to be fucked nicely. You already feel amazing inside of my tight cunt," you nibbled on his nape.

Arthur held your hips and started to fuck you hard and deep. "You feel so good around me, Y/N. I couldn't wait till my turn." He growled.

"Me too," you whispered into his ear. "I love both of you, like father like son, ough, fuck me, Arthur!," you rolled head back and scratched his back. Your inner walls started to clench around his hard member.

Arthur happily obligated your wish and started to pound into you harder. "Who is a good girl? Letting us both to use her pussy like a whore." He growled into your ear.

"Me! Me, Arthur!," you rolled head back again and slipped hand between your bodies to rub your clitoris and to stroke his cock anytime he was backing from your pussy. "I'm gonna cum..."

"Good. Come on girl, cum girl. Cum around my cock." He huffed out and started to fuck you even harder.

You held onto his shoulders and let out a loud scream mixed with moan. Your pussy clenched tightly around his cock, preventing him from pulling out.

Arthur let out a grunt as he cum deep inside of you. "Fucking... Shit... Woman." He breathed out and looked at you.

When he put you down, you waved a hand to invite Dutch closer. You kissed them both, giving his cocks long strokes. "Thank you, boys, it was an unbelievable pleasure to me," you said looking around for your dress.

"I hope you realize it's not one-time thing, miss," Dutch said looking at you.

"I hope it ain't." Arthur muttered to himself.

"If you both will deserve this," you chuckled putting dress on. "For now, I will leave my panties here. So I'll have a thing to come back for," you winked at them and sent them kisses, then left.

"That woman will be the death of us." Arthur muttered.

"For sure she will... But now, boy. Time to talk about the train robbery we have planned. I have a great plan for what we're gonna do with the money!" Dutch said grabbing his pants.

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Fraidy-cat Girl || Arthur Morgan x Reader x Dutch Van Der Linde

||Part I||

Summary: With each passing day your relationship with Arthur and Dutch is deepening. But will the fierce and fearless outlaws be able to persuade you to get on the horse?

Warnings: none

Words: 1693

Authors: Cass & Rouge

The morning was peaceful.

The whole camp was mostly calm and quiet, just a few short talks could be heard through the camp.

 Dutch was sitting in his tent reading one of his books, while Arthur was sitting near the fire. He was still half asleep, drinking his morning coffee. "Mornin', Y/N." Arthur said, nodding at you as you walked past the campfire.

 Dutch smiled as soon as he saw you walking past his tent. "Y/N, my dear! How are you today, can walk just fine I see." He teased you.

 You smiled shortly at him, blushing at his words. These two men could be the death of you anytime soon.

 You made yourself coffee and sipped on hot, bitter liquid. "How do you feel, Dutch?," you asked walking closer to the man.

 "I am fine as you can see." He said presenting himself to you. "How are you, I hope we didn't hurt you too much last time," Dutch said looking up and down at you. "Any plans for today?"

 Arthur joined both of you soon.

 "No plans. I'll clean our place a little, and well, today's my shift with horses, aye," you gasped sadly rubbing your temple. "You both know how much I hate it. Arthur, maybe you could kind of do my job, I'd take your duties."

 Arthur laughed. "I would like to see a pretty, skinny lady like you taking John and Micah to rob a bank, sweetheart," he shook his head. "No can do, Y/N. My duty doesn't suit lady like you."

 "I'm afraid Arthur is right, my dear. Robbing and killin' ain't for ya. You have no experience when it comes to this," Dutch nodded his head.

 "Why you hate horses anyway? It's not like you see them for the first time. I thought you said your pa had few at his ranch when you were little," Arthur asked resting his hands on his belt.

 You nodded at Arthur's words. "Yes. Indeed, my father used to have horse's on his ranch. He used to breed them. I hate them even now, when I was seven I was beaten by a horse. I was wearing huge bruise on my left palm," you explained. "That's why I'm mostly afraid of them. They're killers, silent ones...," You said openly. "Don't giggle, Morgan!," you frowned seeing how Arthur covered his mouth with hand. "I mean it! And well, I have experience in killing and robbing... I robbed... I mean... Okay. You got me. No experience."

 "I'm a sorry, sweetheart, but it's kinda funny. Horses ain't that scary nor they are killers! They are nice and kind creatures that help us work and bond with us," Arthur said and rubbed his chin, looking at you. "You can't even shoot, Y/N," he reminded you.

 Dutch laughed listening to Arthur's talk about horses. "That's right, son. Without horses, we would get too far," he said. "Shall we take care of Y/N's fear?"

 "I think we should," Arthur said with a big grin on his face.

 You weren't happy about their agreement. Yet you followed Dutch and Arthur.

Horses were always your disadvantage but you would never claim it openly.

 "I think we shall go to stable and get Y/N her own horse so she can get used to the animal," Dutch said and mounted his horse.

 "I guess you are right. Hope on, darlin'," Arthur said looking at you. He frowned when he received no reaction from you. "Sweetheart, don't ya tell me you even can't get on the horse. Really?"

 "Shut up, Morgan or everyone at the camp is gonna learn how do you suck on your thumb during nights," you growled. "No. I can't get on that bastard," you said looking at Dutch. "Is it really necessary?"

 Arthur blinked at your weird comment. "I dunno whatcha talking about, girl, but I have more interesting information about what you can suck," he rolled his eyes and mounted his horse.

 Dutch looked at you. "Well, if you don't want to simply run all the way to town then yes. It's necessary, my dear."

 "I always can tie her up and just throw her on the back of my horse," Arthur suggested with a soft chuckle.

 "Arthur!," Dutch scolded the other man and shook his head. "Come on, dear. You will ride with me."

 You blinked and opened mouth at Arthur's comments. "You're mean, fella," you informed him and climbed with problems onto Dutch's horse. "Oh, God, why this creature has to be that tall!"

 Dutch laughed and helped you sit in front of him. "I think Arthur is honest, Y/N. To answer your question, there are bigger horses," he hummed and gently kissed your shoulder, wrapping his arm around your waist to make sure you won't fall.

 "Let's just go before our lady gets too scared," Arthur said.

  When you all got to the stable you went with Arthur to look at the horse. "Look, it ain't gonna bite," man took your hand and put it on horse's nose.

 Horse only huffed through its nostrils and gently licked your palm. Arthur patted the horse and looked at you.

 Meanwhile Dutch was looking for, as he stated during the way, 'the BEST equipment' for his lady.

 At first you were about back you hand and run away but you stayed on place. "It's fluffy a little," you told Arthur as you patted horse's nose. "It tickles!"

 For the very first time you stepped into a real stable. When you were a little girl you were always too scared to attempt this. But now, when Dutch and Arthur were by your side, you felt brave enough.

 "Nice and soft like some kind of a fancy material. Go on, pick a horse you like the most. Don't be afraid," Arthur said rubbing your back. "I will better go check on Dutch before he gets ya a gold saddle with fancy diamonds in it," he laughed and walked away.

 You walked from horse to horse. One started paying more attention to you. It looked curiously at you and started to sniff your hair moving them gently with its muzzle.

 "Oh Gosh, Morgan! Morgan, horse tries to eat my hair! Help me, save me!," you screamed after Arthur but eventually you started petting horse's nostrils and head. "You ain't that scary..."

 Arthur looked over his shoulder as he heard your screams but when he realized you were fine he simply shook his head and returned to Dutch.

 Horse let out a quiet mutter and nuzzled to your shoulder before placing its head on it.

 "Dutch! Dutch, love, come here!," you said loudly as you were standing still.

 When Dutch and Arthur came closer, you posed and smirked. "I think I've made a new friend, what do ya think, fellas?!"

 They looked at each other and nodded.

"Well, if horse picks you, you can't really argue with that, dear," Dutch said with a smile.

 Arthur looked at the horse and hummed.

"Nice and young Appaloosa and its lady. You will have a lot of time to teach her stuff and bond with her properly," Athur smiled and waved to stable workers. "EY! Fellas! We take this horse," he shouted. Then he looked back at you. "Think about the name when we will take care of the papers," Arthur told you.

 You nodded and thought for a second. "I have one name, I'm not sure if it's gonna suit her... I thought about Calisto," you said shyly.

 Dutch clasped his hands. "AMAZING, DARLING! It sounds so beautiful and poetic. Just like your name," he said, wrapping his arm around your waist.

 After a few moments, Calisto was yours, you got the papers that you are the owner and you got the most expensive saddle and halter.

All three of you walked back to the camp, guiding your horses behind.

 "Y/N? I think it's time for you to learn how to ride a horse. You have your horse now, so? Get on," Dutch said.

 "I can show you," Arthur added quickly.

 "Nah," you waved hand and slowly climbed on the horse's back. "I think I know how to do this. I have just buck my hips back and forth, just like when I am riding one of you," you said happily.

 Arthur watched your clumsy way of getting on the horse, he wanted to laugh.

 Dutch stopped you and asked to get down, when you did, he smiled softly. "My dear, I think you really need to learn how to do it right. Look at your saddle. You have stirrups there, put your feet in them and pull yourself up," he said and showed you what to do.

 "And make sure to keep your feet in these. They will make sure you won't fall out of the saddle," Arthur added, improving his hat. "Grab the reins rightly and gently nudge your horse on the sides. You can also swing your reins."

 You did as Dutch and Arthur instructed you. It seemed so easy after their advices and soon you were sitting in the saddle like a pro.

 "Our girl is growing up so quickly, Arthur," Dutch said and looked at Arthur as their horses started to move.

 "Yea, let's just hope she won't fall out from the saddle and get scared again," Arthur commented, looking at you.

 You pretended that you didn't hear them and you nudged your horse's sides gently. "As you might be witnessing now, I can handle horse riding pretty well," you said. "Now, let's move your asses, fellas, there's still a lot of to do around the camp. And I have to brush my lady," you smiled petting horse's ear.

 Dutch laughed loudly. "So? How about the race, huh? Arthur?"

 Arthur nodded. "Sure, Dutch."

 Dutch smiled at you. "The last person in camp is fucking only once tonight!," he informed before his horse started to gallop.

 Arthur's horse quickly followed him, leaving you behind.

 You frowned and tried to force your horse to run faster but mare refused and she was walking with steady pace. You rolled eyes. "I'll teach you how to obey, horsy. I fucking will."

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She Likes to Play || Arthur Morgan x Reader x Dutch Van Der Linde Smut

||Part I||  ||Part II||

Summary: The further you are stepping into the relationship with Dutch and Arthur, the more you crave them both

Warnings: smut, threesome

Words: 2402

Authors: Cass & Rouge

After long day of working and keeping the camp tidy, you flipped down on the cot in your tent, you slipped hands under your head and sighed out loudly.

 You enjoyed Dutch's and Arthur's presence in the stable with you that day and you were grateful for another lesson they had given you. Of course, Arthur was the one that won the little race with Dutch, you didn't even count because you arrived to the camp 15 minutes after them.

 Arthur gently knocked on the wooden support of your tent. "Hello there, miss," he said and walked in. "Still afraid of your new horse?," Arthur asked with his cocky smiled and sat next to you on the cot.

 Dutch was currently busy with Hosea so he asked Arthur to visit you and 'prepare' you.

 "Howdy! No," you stated proudly. "I ain't afraid anymore." You watched him for awhile. "You came alone...," You whispered.

 Arthur nodded. "I know, but don't worry. Dutch will join later, you know him. Planing and all," he patted his lap. "Come here, girl," Arthur said with soft smile.

 You laid for longer moment, then got up and walked to him, you took a seat on his lap. "Hi."

 "Hi, there," he purred and hugged you tightly, nuzzling to your shoulder with a soft purr.

Despite being a big and rough outlaw, he was still really soft and gentle with you. It looked like he was afraid of breaking you.

"Y/N? You are beautiful," Arthur whispered, cupping your cheek gently. He pulled you into a gentle kiss, his thumb moved gently across your cheek.

 You gave the kiss back, soft hum left your mouth after it. You looked him in the eye, you cupped his cheeks. "You know, you're such a good man to me. Even when sometimes you're mean and even when you make jokes about me. I think I fell for you... So much," after these words you smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

 Arthur nuzzled to your hand and then grabbed it to kiss it gently. "I am not the right man to fall for, Y/N, and you know this very much. I am not good, I just do what is right," he kissed your wrist before moving to press a soft kiss to your cheek, then moved down to your neck.

His hands gently touched your sides, moving up and down. Soon, they found their place on your lower back.

 It felt so right and what he was doing to you was getting unbearable. Butterflies in your lower stomach made you twitched at his touch. "Let me decided by myself, duh?," You whispered tilting head aside to provide him better access to your neck, your hands played with his nape.

 Arthur laughed quietly and moved to your shoulder. "I hope... I hope you don't mind…," he whispered and his hand sneaked under your dress. Arthur gently touched your inner thigh, then his hand moved to your stomach.

"Can I take it off?"

 You kissed his rough, dry lips longily and almost moaned at the touch of his hand on your thigh. "Don't ask me, Arthur... Do whatever you want... You know I'll do everything for ya, fella," you whispered into his ear before nibbling onto his earlobe.

 "I just want to be sure, darlin'. I don't want to hurt you," he whispered and gently placed you on the cot, looking at your body carefully.

Arthur started to slowly remove your dress, he was treating you like you would be made of glass. He let out a quiet growl at the sight of your naked body under him. Arthur placed a few kisses to your stomach before moving down.

 The softness of his touches was absorbing. You arched your back, looking at him. "Please, I need ya...," You told him softly, it wasn't more than a whisper.

 Arthur looked up at you and sent you smile, he slowly put your legs on his shoulders.

He lovered himself and placed gently kiss to your clit before taking the little bundle of nerves between his lips. Meantime, his thick fingers gently played with your entrance, probing it from time to time just with their tips.

 "Oh, God," you whispered, your eyes rolled into your head. You closed them for a second, then looked down on Morgan. "Oh, God... Keep doing this, you're so skilled, fella," you praised him as you put your index finger into your mouth, sucking on it.

 Arthur just looked at you and gladly continued his work for a whiled before moving away.

He licked his two fingers before pushing them into you, his thumb replaced his tongue on your clit.

 You caught your pillow and nuzzled to it, muffling your scream with material. It felt good and right, you moved hand down your body and helped him with rubbing over your clitoris.

 "Well, well. Look at that? Kids enjoying themselves? You two could at last close the tent, thank God that Y/N's tent is not so close to others," Dutch said lowly as he closed the tent's laps.

 Arthur looked briefly at other man and returned to his work on you.

 "It looks like our boy here is starved for you and your attention, my dear. He even didn't undress," Dutch pointed out.

 Other man just growled annoyed at the comment and started to work on you harder, using his teeth.

 You only moaned louder, slipping hands into Arthur's hair. "Howdy, Dutch...," You managed to whisper. "I thought you forgot about me, darlin'."

You tried to buck our hips for more friction from Arthur's actions.

 Arthur muttered between your legs to give you some vibrations, his hands held your hips firmly.

 "I would never forget about such a beautiful creation as you, my dear," Dutch said and walked up to you. "But you two ar doing just fine as I see," he hummed before kissing you deeply.

 "Maybe but we do lack our partner," you teased and slipped out of Arthur's grasp to kneel and kiss Dutch. Your hands moved to his leather belt, you unbuckled it quickly. "Let's see."

 Arthur growled highly annoyed by your action. He sat up and looked at you with frown.

Sure, Dutch is here so she run to him like a rabbit, Arthur thought to himself.

 Dutch grabbed your hands, stopping you.

"Y/N, my dear angel," he said to you softly.

"Look at Arthur there, you've made him upset. You want our boy to be upset?"

 "Never...," You whispered and looked up at Dutch. "I love him so much," you said openly and looked at other man above your shoulder.

 "Then finish your buissneses with him and than we will will have fun together. This boy is really touch starved and simple presence of yours gets his all hot and bothered," Dutch said and patted your hair.

 Arthur groaned and blushed deeply at Dutch's words.

 "I will be here, watching our girl cumming," Dutch smiled and moved away to sit on your little chair.

 On all fours you crawled back to Arthur who was sitting on your cot, you simply straddled him as you pushed him on it. "Lay down, like a good cowboy you are," you instructed him and kissed his neck.

With your hands you undressed him as quick as you could.

Then, using only tip of your tongue, you licked trail down his body, from clavicles to his tummy, and lower.

 Dutch got himself comfortable in the chair and watched.

 Arthur's breath shuddered, he tried to stop you. "Darlin', no... You don't have to," he gasped and soon got comfortable on your cot.

 You only have him a long gaze, then kept on your actions. Your tongue licked his lower belly, then you licked his hard shaft, from base to tip. You grabbed his cock with your palm and wrapped fingers around it. You kissed his tip before shoving it into your mouth, you gagged yourself instantly but never stopped.

 "Fuckin' hell, darlin'," Arthur moaned and bucked his hips. He took a deep breath to calm down, he nuzzled to your pillow, inhaling your scent. "You feel so fucking good, girl."

 You bobbed your head back and forth, massaging his balls at the same time. When you pulled him out of your mouth it was only for spitting on his member before shoving it back into your mouth, deep-throating him.

 Arthur whimpered loudly, your touch was so good. It was so soft and delicate.

 "Dalin', you are killin' me," Arthur growled and bucked his hips slightly and he cum on your tounge. Arthur moaned and rubbed his face, embarrassed a bit. "Shit... Sorry, darlin'."

 Dutch laughed.

"Look what are you doing to him. I always expected Arthur to hold longer."

 You sent a cocky smile to Dutch and then looked back at Arthur. "I will tell you a secret," you said as you straddled him and leant down to him, only to whisper into his ear. "You taste amazingly good, Morgan, and I want that cum of yours in my dripping cunt."

 "So Arthur is getting the good stuff today? Fine. In that case I will wreck your ass, miss," Dutch said getting up, he removed his pants.

"Better come here, let the boy regenerate a bit and fogive me not undressing fully but I have important stuff to do," Dutch opened his arms for you.

 You got off Arthur and moved to Dutch. "Hi, darlin', I love your cock," you said wrapping hand around his cock and pumping it.

 "I hope you do darling," Dutch hummed to you. His arm wrapped around your waist to start playing with your butt a bit, then he licked his figers and started to prepare you.

"Well, if Arthur is so lucky to the the front today than I need to make sure that your are ready."

 "I'm always ready," you teased him and pumped hand harder around him. "Look at you, you already leak precum, darlin'. Someone's so eager for me."

 "It's hard not to. Look at yourself, girl. You are beautiful," he purred and kissed you, pushing his fingers past your butthole.

 Morgan slowly moved from your bed and joined you two. He nuzzled to your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist. You could feel his hard cock against your lower back.

 "Well, I can't describe how much do I love the attention from both of ya," you whispered and grabbed Arthur's cock as well, you jerked them both. "I need to be fucked."

 "Come on boy," Dutch said looking over your shoulder at Arthur.

 Man muttered something and gently turned you around, then he gently picked you up.

"You sure, Y/N?," Arthur asked as his cock rested against your pussy.

 You nodded only licking your lips. "Of course I am! I need it, I fucking crave you and Dutch to fuck me," you touch his cheek. "You ain't gonna hurt me."

 "Of course we ain't gonna hurt you, darling. This would be a shame. Just relax," Dutch said and without more preparation he pushed his thick cock into your tight ass.

 Arthur looked at you unsure what to do and nodded, kissing your hand before slowly pushing his shaft into your cunt.

 You screamed loudly, then muffled your screams against Arthur's shoulder. Though tears streamed down your cheeks, you managed to whisper. "God... It feels so good, boys..."

 Arthur stopped his movements, his hand gently stroked your hair and massaged your nape to hush you. "It's okay, darlin'," he hummed, kissing your cheek. Arthur made sure you are fine before moving his hips slowly.

 "Of course it feels good, girl. Because it's us," Dutch announced proudly, moving his hips harder.

 You nuzzled to Arthur's chest, at the same time wrapping one arm around Dutch's nape. "Just like that, oh God... You're so fucking good," you told him, licking your lips again. You kissed Arthur's jawline and hummed into his ear.

 Both men were fucking you hard and deep.

Arthur was making sure you feel fine whole the time while Dutch was complitly focused on his thrusts.

 "Fuck, Y/N. You feel so good. I can feel you squeezing me. You're close," Arthur hummed in your ear.

 "How can I not?," You rolled head back. "You're sending me to heaven."

Your pussy was clenching already around Arthur. Meantime Dutch spread your butthole nicely that it was driving you crazy.

 Dutch simply chuckled and started kissing your shoulder and neck while Arthur pulled you into the kiss.

 Both man found common pace, fucking both of your holes deep and hard.

 Dutch was growling behind you and Arthur was moaning against your lips from time to time.

 Soon, both man reached their climaxes and they filled you up.

 Arthur let out a shaky breath. "Fuck... Darlin'," He purred.

 "Look at yourself, darling," Dutch said pulling out from you after a moment. "Looking so nice and sweet, even after being fucked by us. Such a good girl. Now, I wish I could stay and take care of you as I should, but duties call."

Dutch dressed up and kissed you before leaving.

 Arthur looked at you. "You okay?"

 You looked after Dutch but as soon as he went out of your tent, you nuzzled to Arthur. You kissed his jaw, your fingertips traveled against his wife chest, you were smiling. "I love ya, ya know this?"

 "I know and I love you too, Y/N," Arthur answered and kissed your cheek, then he placed you back on your cot. He grabbed random rug and started to clean you up gently. "You should rest. It had to be intense for you," Arthur muttered as he helped you dress up, he put his shirt on you.

 You smiled at him. "Can you stay? I believe you ain't having any duties now...," you said grabbing his palm.

 "Well... I had to go hunting but it ain't urgent now," he smiled back and joined you on the cot. "It can wait till tomorrow and it will be a pleasure to stay wirh you," Arthur said and hugged you.

 "Promise me something, Arthur," you asked, placing head on his chest. "Promise me to always be around. I don't know what would I do if something would happen to you."

 Arthur took your hand and kissed it gently.

"Y/N. I promise, I ain't going anywhere. I will always be around to take care of you."

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In The Haystack || Arthur Morgan x Reader Smut

Summary: When there's storm coming during your trip with Arthur, both of you decide to take a little stop in an old barn. Things get pretty steamy between two of you. 

Warnings: smut

Words: 2969

Authors: Cass & Rouge

There was a steadiness to you, as if all the storms in the world were a whispering breeze if you were there. You were kind and clever, perhaps that's what drew people to you. It was as if you knew you were born to be a queen of the earth, one who helped others, using brain to fix whatever needed fixing. A fierce independence of a woman was shown everytime you were around people and people were respecting you.

Even in the gang you were having your specific place. And you were feeling like being at home with all them around.

That trip was long and tiring but accompany of Arthur made it a little sweeter, time was passing by faster with familiar person you could have a conversation with.

You stopped your horses in the valley where you found and old barn, desolated and abandoned.

"This looks like a decent place to stay." Arthur said stopping his horse. "I can see the clouds, rain will be here soon."

He slipped off his horse and grabbed the reins to lead it inside. "I will make fire and prepare place to sleep. We will leave tomorrow's morning."

You nodded at his words and led your mare inside as well. "Great. There's a barrel as well. Some refreshing will be provided!," You clapped your hands and threw him a look. "I'll go gather some branches for later, we will be needing them during night."

"We sure will." Arthur simply nodded and went to take care of said things.

You both were hungry and tired after whole day on the horses' backs, night under a real, kinda leaky roof still would be nice.

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Fire was cracking when thunder roared not so far away from your hideout. You and Arthur were sitting on the hay pile talking and smoking cigarettes. ".... can you believe it though?!," You laughed loudly, your voice echoed from barn's walls. "This rat is fuckin' everywhere he shouldn't have been showing up."

Morgan laughed and shook his head. "Yea, I know. I never liked him and I still don't. I have a bad feelings about him but well, Dutch have his back." Arthur shrugged taking a drag of his cigarette. "So there is nothing I can do 'bout that. Let's change subject." He patted his knee before laughing a little. "Did I ever tell you how Marston tried to learn swimming?"

"Of course you haven't?!," You blinked and chuckled. "I see that you keep the best parts to yourself, fella," sending him a smile you stretched a little.

It was getting darker and darker outside and you slowly was feeling tired.

"Nah, he didn't really try to learn. I can't even remember when Dutch found this feral kid. One day I saw him standing close to the river, I asked if he knows how to swim and he said he doesn't. So me bein' good, older brother simply trew him into the river." He giggled. "I had to pull him out though, and got scolded by Hosea but what I laugued was mine." He shrugged and nudged you with his elbow. "Hey, maybe ya wanna go to sleep, huh?"

You let out a loud laughter and put hand to your stomach, Morgan was making you laughing like crazy all the time. You raised hand and shook head as "no". "I need a bath. I'm sweaty and I won't go to sleep like this," you informed and got up.

Arthur blinked and laughed. "You can always go and take a bath outside." He pointed at doors with his cigarette.

It was raining really hard outside. "Sorry but I ain't going out there." He added.

You only smiled at him and soon you vanished within the darkness of further part of barn.

As you got to opposite, huge, wooden gate, you peeked out to see a wall of rain.

You started to unbutton your flannel, checkered shirt and you out it on the old box nearby. Then you stripped from your patched pants and panties and simply walked out to stand in cold rain, letting it wash every sin of yours away.

"You will get cold, Y/N! I ain't gonna ralun to town to get meds for ya!" Arthur yelled still sitting in his spot, observing you.

You only waved hand at him as you brushed your wet strands with fingers. It was nice to feel fresh after entire day of the trip.

You slipped hand between your thighs, you felt some instant urge of touching yourself. You turned head to see the light of campfire in the opposite part of barn and figure of Arthur who was still laying comfortable in hay. You smiled to yourself.

Arthur placed the cigarette between his lips and got himself comfortable on the hay. Smiling to himself he watched the show because why the hell not? No man would let such an oppurtinity to slip away. Taking that he was sweet on you made it even more pleasing despite fact that he shouldn't do this.

It was strange yet nice to be thinking about Morgan in THAT exact way. In a way woman thinks of a man when she gets to bed at night. Fact that you and Arthur were close friends wasn't making it easier though.

You slowly played with yourself your head rolled aside, one hand massaging your breasts while other was playing with your sweet spot.

Arthur watched your every move, they were so gentle that they woke something in him. Something he never felt before or simply forgot how it really felt.

Getting up from the hay he slowly walked to the heavy door. He rested his arm on the frame and continued watching the show with arms crossed on his chest.

You looked at him briefly biting your lower lip. "You shouldn't be here, it's rude to be looking at lady in such a situation, ain't it?," You scolded him with a smile and never stopped your actions.

"Yet, the lady ain't afraid and doesn't try to cover herself as the most would do." He said gladly looking up and down at your naked body.

"I'm not like rest of girls you might have known," you smiled at him and moved hand from between your thighs to rested it on your belly.

"You for sure ain't. I knew one real lady, she even didn't let me touch her." He muttered and walked out into the rain."But yea, you are a different story."

"Better go back inside, I ain't going to go to the town to get meds for you when you'll catch a cold!," You tried to imitate his voice.

He rolled his eyes and wrapped his arm around you. "I am bigger and stronger than you. Cold ain't gonna stick to me." Arthur said easily picking you up.

Not being sure how to behave you wrapped arms around his neck. "Are you going to save me?," You chuckled quietly.

Arthur only chuckled and hummed soft 'yes', then he carried you back inside to the little bonfire.

You nuzzled instinctively to him, soon his shirt was wet as it absorbed wetness from your body.

Arthur placed you gown on the hey and smiled. "Ya know, I made fool out of myself many times in front of the ladies but..." He sighed deeply, rubbing bridge of his nose. "I fancy you, Y/N."

You smiled at h and slipped hands into his hair. "Do you?," You whispered through parted lips. Your eyes were glistening in the dim light of campfire.

"I do."

The answer was followed by a soft kiss full of emotions, showing you just how touch-starved he was and how much he needed you. Arthur's hips gently bucked as his arms wrapped around you.

You couldn't stop yourself from moaning his name softly and directly into his ear. You cupped his face on hands and placed kiss to his nose to attack his rough lips second later. You reached to his shirt and started opening it.

He hummed and quickly started to help you with underssing him, he was more than happy to do that.

Using all of your strength you rolled with him so he was laying on his back in the hey. Slowly yet solemnly you straddled him and ended unbuttoning his shirt. You opened it and tracer hands up and down his broad, hairy chest.

As you were straddling him you could easily feel the bulge growing within his pants.

Arthur looked at you with blush covering his cheek. Despite all of this he felt kinda emberassed by his excitment and eagerness but he bucked his hips a little and smiled. "You ain't fair, girl. On top of me, undressed, while I am still stuck in my clothes?"

You closed his mouth by a tender kiss as your free hand slipped between two of you, right under his pants. Wrapping hand around his half-erected cock you let out a hum of appreciation. "Gettin' harder just for me, fella?," You smirked. "You want me to play with you a little? Do you want me to wrap that skilled mouth around it?," You were whispering into his ear, nibbling onto his earlobe from time to time as your hand pumped around his shaft slowly.

Arthur kissed you back and gasped when your hand wrapped around his cock. "It's kinda hard to... Not get hard when I have such a beautiful lady on top of me..."

You sent him a smile. "Oh, stop with all the bullshit, darlin'. I know you were watching me at least two more times," you told as you kissed his jawline and moved down to suck a mark on his throat. Then, licking a trail, you moved to lick his nipples, one by one, you hand still pumping his cock, your thumb massaging his tip.

Arthur let out moan and wanted to say something but he looked up to see his horse staring right at him.

Animal only huffed and shook its head.

"Y-Y/N. I don't think I can... When it's lookin'." He said slowly.

You stopped within blink of and eye and looked up at man, then moved your glance to the horse. "Shhh! Go away! You have hey there!," You scoffed the animal and slowly kissed your way down Arthur's body.

But the horse didn't move at all it simple looked at both of you, moving its ears in different directions.

Arthur looked at you with mixed face. He didn't felt comfortable when being watched by someone, even if it was only a horse.

You looked up at Arthur again and rolled your eyes. You slipped hand out of his pants and got up. You grabbed horse's rains and slowly led it where your horse was. You tied rains to some old, metal rail and turned head away to look at Arthur. "Is it okay now?"

He sat up and nodded. "Yea, much better. Come here now." Arthur patted his lap.

You walked to him with a swing in your hips, turning head around to make sure horse was tied properly. You didn't want any interruption to happen again. You straddled man's lap again.

Arthur smiled and kissed you as his hands roamed your body. He kissed your neck and shoulder as his hands cupped your breasts.

As quickly as you could you slipped out of his grasp and undone his belt. Moving his fly open you tugged his pants down his legs and got off his lap only to pump your hand around his shaft harder than before. You leant down and wrapped your lips around his tip.

"Fuck..." He breatched out and let out a quiet moan, Arthur gently grabbed your hair so they wouldn't fall on your face. "Good girl."

You looked at him as your hand caressed his base while you slowly slipped his thick length down your throat. You bobbed head a little and gagged yourself with his cock, gasping for air as you pulled his member out of your mouth only to give him a proper strokes before spiting on it and slipping it back into your lips.

"Darlin'... That feels good but I want to fuck you." He almost whimpered.

"C'mon, Arthur. Put more effort in your begs and I'll consider letting you fuck my tight pussy," you teased before massaging his balls slowly.

Suddenly he flipped you both so you were under him. "I ain't gonna beg woman for anything." He growled.

You rubbed your cunt briefly and put your fingers into your mouth sucking on them. "So take it," you whispered looking at him.

Arthur smiled and kissed you, he wrapped your legs around his waist and then slowly guided his member inside of you, letting out a quiet moan.

With a groan you rolled head back, revealing your neck to him. "Oh, yeah...," You mumbled as you wrapped arms around his neck, pulling him into a tender kiss.

You pussy took his cock perfectly, sucking it deeply and covering it with your wetness. Your hand moved down your body to rub your clitoris few times. "You drive me crazy," you whispered.

Arthur started to kiss your neck while his hips moved nice, deeply and slowly into you. He let out a gasp followed by a quiet moan. "Ya are the one that drive me crazy. Everytime by lookong at me, touchomg me, just staying close to me." He groaned as his hips started to move faster, his arm was wrapped tightly around your waist.

You moaned into the kiss and moved hands to his wide back. You scratched him hardly, leaving bloody marks. "Keep on doing this, cowboy, and I'll fuckin' be yours forever."

"I hope so." Arthur growled and nuzzlee to your shoulder, focusing only on his thrusts.

Soon he raised his head only to come face to face with you mare. "Oh you fuckin' kidding me!" He said and grabbed his shirt to throw it on horse's head. "I won't get disturb now, not by ya."

You laughed loudly and smirked at him as you squeezed his buttocks. "Focus on me!"

"I gladly will." He smiled at you before pulling you into another long, needy kiss. "I am close, girl. Gonna fill you up nicely." Arthur hummed against your lips.

You tried to move you hips only to meet man's thrusts. His cock was stretching you oh so nicely. Rolling head back you let out a groan. "Harder," you gasped.

Arthur placed gently kisses on your neck as he gladly fullfilled you wish.

You smacked his buttocks a little and then moved hand back to spat on it. You stated to rub yourself after.

"You are taking me so good, I have no idea what I did to deserve you." Arthur purred into your ear. "C'mon, cum for me, girl."

Arthur didn't have to repeat twice. His voice was enough to send you to the edge. You rolled hips for him and your pussy clenched tightly around his shaft, making it impossible for him to back.

Arthur moaned as your pussy clenched around him. Such a good feeling made him cum right on place, filling you up.

You moaned his name and slipped hands in his hair tugging in them a little, pulling man into a kiss

Arthur smiled tiredly and kissed you back, pulling you even closer. He enjoyed the feeling of you being so close.

The door behind Arthur's back slowly opened. "Arthur? Amigo? Dutch ordered me to find you and miss Y/L/N and bring you back to camp because he..."

It was Javier, he looked insied just to get with a view of both of you being naked. He closed the door with a loud bang. "No tenía que ver esto! No voy a olvidar esto! Avisame la próxima vez!" Javier yelled outside the door.

Arthur looked at you and laughed.

You covered your mouth to muffle your laughter. Even though you were blushing like a teenage girl who was caught by father on something bad, you enjoyed it. "Javier! What the fuck?!," You screamed loudly nuzzling to Arthur. "First horses, now him. Ah!"

"Dutch ordered me to get the two of you! That's all!" Man yelled.

Arthur kissed side of your head. "I guess we have to get dressed. Dutch doesn't like to wait."

"And I don't like to be waiting for you to touch me," you teased stroking his abdomen. "I'm touch-starved.

"I can clearly see that." Arthur kissed you one last time before pulling his flabby cock out from you. He got up and grabbed shirt from your horse's head. "That's mine."

You gasped sadly at emptiness in your pussy but you also for up and looked for your clothes.

After dressing up, Arthur found a little moment to hug you from behind. "Thank you" He whispered before kissing your shoulder.

You enjoyed his touch, so soft and tender and deep inside you knew it was something new happening between two of you. And you were oh so willing to know where it will lead

Javier wasn't happy when the two of you came out. "You two couldn't wait! I will be seeing your naked ass every time I close my eyes, Arthur!"

"And you'll think to yourself what a wonderful butt he has," you patted Javier's shoulder with a smirk.

He laughed and shook his head. "No, thanks. I will think to myself what a wonderful body you have, miss Y/L/N." Javier said, looking at you.

You blushed and pulled hat down to cover your reddish face

Arthur laughed and pulled it back up. "Ya better keep it on your head, not face. It's hard to ride like that, trust me, I tried."

During way back to the camp you were constantly glaring at Arthur. Oh Lord, how much you loved that fella.

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The Bathtub || Arthur Morgan x Reader Smut

Summary: After long trip through wild west, Arthur alongside you get to the city and decide to make a stop in one of hotels. You have a plan and quickly try to make it work - you pay for a bath for two. It ends in a deep talk you have with Morgan and some rough sex.

Warnings: smut

Words: 1989

Request by: @arthurmorgan-bae

Authors: Cass & Grizzly

 Long trip made him exhausted like never before.

You two were traveling for last few days, barely stopping to catch some sleep.

When Arthur and you rode into the Strawberry, he knew what he was going to do. Renting a room was the only reasonable idea.

He paid the money to the receptionist and glared at you over his shoulder.

You were dressed in a dress that was reaching your knees and a straw hat. Leaning your back against banister of a stairs, you looked so fresh and young even despite your weariness.

"Done. Second floor, number thirteen," Arthur said handing you the key. "After you."

"Finally..." You sighed taking the key. "I can't wait to just lie in bed end rest."

Climbing up the stair you looked at him over your shoulder.

"You know, I just got an idea," you smiled at him.

"What's that, Y/N?," He asked and it was clear that he got interested already. "Share your idea, little one."

Arthur was observing your butt when you were climbing upstairs and he had to admit that it was the best sight in a while.

"Go to our room," you passed him the key and quickly ran down the stairs.

You talked with hotel owner only when you heard the door closed with a loud noise. You still kept your voice low in case if Arthur would try to spy on you.

After few minutes you came to the room barefoot, your hat, gunbelt and everything else were gone. You were wearing your dress only.

"Ready?"

"Depends on what are you planning on me, Y/N," man replied and cocked his brows in a grimace that was saying Arthur was interested yet tired at once. "It's been a long trip."

"You will love it, I promise! C'mon, mr. Morgan, don't let the lady beg," you said taking his hand.

He looked into your eyes helplessly and nodded as he followed you.

You led him down to the lobby and then through a corridor right into the bathroom.

Bathtub was already filled with hot water. You made sure to make a lot of foam. You jumped happily around and looked at him.

"Hot, nice bath for the two. This will help us relax and rest."

Morgan raised his brows once again and nodded, this idea of yours was pretty good actually, he had to admit.

Arthur took his brown hat off and put it on the nearest chair.

You smiled and removed your dress and panties only to put them on chair where rest of your stuff were laying.

You walked to Arthur and started to unbutton his blue shirt, your favourite one.

"I see you might need a hand here, sweetheart," you said acting like one of the bath girls.

"Yes, ma'am, actually I need a hand," he said as he undone his gunbelt and let it drop to the floor; it caused a little rumble.

"You are lucky I am free today," you giggled and helped him undress.

When all clothes were dropped to the floor, you let him get into the water firts. You followed him and settled yourself between his legs, purring loudly at the filling of hot water over your body.

Arthur's hands wrapped instinctively around your waist from behind and rested against your belly.

"It feels so good, doesn't it?," He whispered into your ear before he nibbled onto your earlobe.

You hummed and moved your hand back to gently stroke his head.

"Yes, after so many hours in saddle, hot water is so relaxing."

Arthur closed his eyes and leant back fully against the bathtub. You were right in every detail.

"I'd stay like this forever."

You only nodded.

The two of you were in relationship for almost two years now. You knew Arthur longer, after all you were raised alongside him and John.

There was something you always wanted to ask him but knowing how bumpy his love life was in past, you were scared but decided to do it anyway.

"Arthur, you know I love you, right?"

He hummed as a reply.

"I do," man said in his deep voice, enjoining warmth of both water and your body resting over his chest. "What do you have in your sweet, little head, Y/N?," He asked openly.

"Well... Have you ever thought about starting a family?," You asked quietly and looked at him over your shoulder.

"Maybe once or twice but it's good as it is to me. Why do you ask?"

"Oh... Nevermind then. No reason, I was just curious, sweetie," you shrugged with smile.

"No. Tell me."

"I just... I've been thinkin' a lot lately, about us and everything," you explained shortly.

"Which leads you to some certain thoughts about us starting a family, huh?," Arthur asked openly.

"You know, I've been thinking about Micah actually," you said with a shrug. "I was raised with him, I spent almost two years of my life with him, gave my heart to him," you counted and looked at Arthur with a frown.

"No reason to be a wry bitch, darlin'," he informed you and kissed your cheek. "You know me and my past. I wasn't a good father nor a good partner. I still can't be fully committed I guess. It sits deeply within me from the day I found two single crosses in the place I was calling home."

"I know," you rubbed his arm and sighed. "But I see you interact with Jack everyday. I see you interact with everyone in the gang, you are wonderful man," you squeezed his arm.

"You are so good and so gently and warm. I know that past has broken your heart pretty badly but I believe that you would be a wonderful father only if you would get a chance."

He chuckled darkly.

"I think you're talking about some other guy, darlin'," he grunted unhappy but let out a sigh shortly after.

Arthur ran his hand through his wet locks. He thought for few moments, considering everything.

"Maybe we could think of it."

You turned around to face him.

"Arthur, I mean all of this. And I can give you my word I ain't the only one that thinks about you in that way," you said and gently touched his cheek.

"I know," he nodded at your words. "I know all of this."

His palm stroked your cheek and he placed a kiss to your nose.

"How much do you want this?"

"Well, I really want it. I want it because I love you and I want you to be happy," you said with a smile.

"I want you to be happy as well that's my main goal," he said happily.

You giggled and kissed him.

"Arthur Morgan, you make me happy every day when I wake up next to you. You are the best man in the whole world," You whispered against his lips.

Man cupped your face in his big, rough hands and kissed your nose.

"So... If apparently both of us want the same, what would you say for trying a little?"

"Arthur Morgan, you filthy man," you growled playfully and kissed him deeply, wrapping arms around his neck.

His hands moved down your chest and rested at curves of your waist. "Y/N," he purred into your kiss.

"Yes?," You purred as your hands moved down his chest until they reached his member.

Arthur hissed and grabbed your hands to hold them in place when he kissed you.

After that, he moved you do you were straddling him.

"Hold on tight, baby," he told you.

You moaned quietly into the kiss and nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck to hold onto him like he said.

"Okay, Morgan."

Arthur took a hold onto his member and pumped it few times. He growled feeling how his cock stiffened in his palm. Truth was his cock was already half-hard when you got undressed several minutes before.

Then, he guided his cock right into your pussy and let out another grunt.

You moaned quietly at the feeling of his cock stretching you out nicely. No matter how many times he fucked you, your pussy was always so tight for him.

"Arthur... Feels so good," you purred against his neck before placing kissed on his skin.

Holding onto your waist he made you bounce onto him, up and down.

His cock was slipping in and out of your pussy, the feeling of your slick walls around him was sending him on the edge.

"That's it, kitten, that's fuckin' it," he praised you and nibbled on your neck.

You let out another moan when you heard his praises.

"Oh Arthur, you are so good to me. Fucking me so nice," you whispered moving hand through his wet hair to pull at them slightly.

You pulled you closer, making you rest your front over his chest while his rough hands cupped your buttocks, spreading them a little when he started to rocking his hips into you.

"Fuck, Arthur. Keep it, darlin' and I will cum," you warned him, trying to move hips by your own.

As he was embracing you, Arthur bucked his hips harder into you, playing with your ass a little.

Soon, he slipped his cock out of you and shifted you as well.

"Give me that pretty ass. I want to fuck you from behind."

You whimpered sadly at the loss of contact but you obeyed his words.

"Arthur... I need you, sweetie," begging, you looked at him over your shoulder, shaking your butt a little.

As soon as you stuck your ass to him, Arthur slammed into your pussy with his cock which was hard as a rock. Taking a hold onto your hips, he started to smacking into you, making the water from bathtub splashed around the room.

You whimpered and grabbed the  edges of the bathtub for any kind of support. Loud moans were escaping your mouth with his every thrust.

One of Morgan's hands moved to cup your boobs while other one slipped between your thighs to rub viciously over your clit.

"That's it, you little doll. I love fuckin' that pretty, little pussy of yours," Arthur gasped as his moves started to get a little sloppy.

You giggled and bit your lip.

"I see someone is getting closer," you purred, feeling your own climax coming closer.

He leant forward and kissed back of your neck and licking a trail down your spine as he increased his pace.

The only thing to be heard around the room was sound of two bodies hitting each other and water splashing on wooden floor.

"Arthur!," You whimpered, your pussy clenched tightly around his hard cock and you cum almost screaming his name.

His hips stuttered and he shot his load in your hot core, grunting and rolling head back.

You gasped trying to catch your breath.

"Oh, Arthur. That was so good," you purred loudly.

"And who knows, maybe I might have sown a seed," he giggled and kissed your shoulder before pulling out of you.

You giggled with him.

"Let's hope so, Morgan," you said and looked around, the whole floor was wet and the bathtub was half empty. "I will have to pay extra for sure.."

"Don't worry about the money, I'll pay, I saved some money just for an occasion like this one," he instructed and started to washing his thick body.

You giggled and started to clean yourself as well.

After the bath you simply put dress on and looked at him. "Let's go to our room, sweetheart. Maybe we could make sure that you indeed had sown a seed?," You teased, biting your lips.

Arthur picked his gun belt from the floor and was holding it in his hand as he zipped his fly up with a mischievous grin dancing on hip lips.

"Whatever you say, Y/N. You're going to be a death of mine one day."

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The Puppy || Arthur Morgan x Reader Short

Summary: After finding a puppy, you're torn by excitement and fear of Dutch's reaction. Will you be able to keep the pupper?

Warnings: none

Words: 899

Authors: Cass & Bear

Your love to dogs was always making him curious. Arthur couldn't realize why you were treating animals like they were human beings. Of course, the man loved animals as well, he knew he could trust them fully and they won't fool him, they were truly genuine but your love to them could be called obsession very easily.

Exactly this fact caused him left his tent and look around in an attempt to locate the soft barking. I bet she brought another dog, he said to himself.

And he was right indeed. You sat comfortably under a tree with a puppy sitting on your laps. Puppy barked softly trying to get a piece of meat that you had in your hand. "You will get it just give me your paw." You said with a smile.

Arthur leant his side against the tree casually like he would be leaning against the bar counter in the saloon. "Mind to explain me what are you doing? What are you up to?," asked he running his fingers along the edge of his hat.

You looked at Arthur and smiled even more. "Hi there, love! Well, I try to teach this little boy some tricks."

Puppy grabbed the piece of meat and jumped off your laps to toddle to a new friend. Animal looked at Arthur, wagging its tail.

"He loves you!," You whimpered happily.

Older man cocked his brow yet he crouched with a loud gasp, he reached his hand to the puppy and let it sniff him. He knew his scent was strong and it was confirmed shortly after puppy sneezed. "Bless you," Arthur chuckled.

You got up and picked up the puppy, hugging it to your chest. "You see how cute he is, please, don't tell me I have to give it away... Or release it like this one wolf pup," giggling, you started to recalling this one little adventure.

One day you were camping with Arthur, everything was fine until a little puppy walked out of the woods. It was probably interested in meat that was getting ready over a fire, and you, with your love to dogs, wanted to adopt it. Simple and plain. Sadly the joy was over when a huge wolf came out of the woods looking for its cub and Arthur forced you to let the pup go.

"I'm sorry to say it, Y'N, but Dutch is going to say NO to your idea of having this pup around the camp. You are a smart girl, you know very well it might get one's attention and we don't want it to happen, yeah?"

"You don't know what he will say! We will be able to raise him and teach him. He will be able to help during hunts and... And he will protect camp with boys who have guard duties also little Jack will have a friend," you were counting. "I don't want to give him away, I always wanted to have a dog."

"Y/N, you don't think rationally, honeypot," he said sweetly and reached his hand to touch your cheek lightly like the wind touches leaves of trees with its soft north breeze. "I happen to know him for years and it's safe to say he won't be amused."

"He won't be amused but you don't know for sure he won't agree, Arthur. This isn't fair,” you muttered hugging the puppy.

"You can always go and ask him by your own," he smirked and pointed on the direction of Dutch's tent.

"And I will do just that, Mr. Morgan.," You said proudly and did just that. Still hugging the puppy, you walked to Dutch's tent.

Dutch was talking to Molly at the time but as soon as he spotted you, he raised corner of his mouth in a soft smirk. "Y/N, how can I...," he stopped when he saw the puppy you were holding in your arms.

Now you were a little scared but you kept you pride. "Dutch... I want to keep this puppy with us.," You informed him.

"What for, Y/N?," he asked simply and frowned. "You have your horse but as I can see it's not enough, still."

"Everyone has horses," you muttered, scratching dog's ear. "Well... I will teach him how to help during hunts and how to guard the camp. He will do this when he gets big, even little Jack will have friend to play with," you explained being sure of your arguments.

"Jack has friends among us, he doesn't need this ball of fur to accompany him," Dutch said within harsh voice, maybe harsher than he intended. "But okay, let it be, but Morgan has to keep his eye on the training this little hound will be getting. Understood?"

You whimpered happily and jumped up. "Thank you Dutch! And he will, I promise to do my best!"

You giggled and walked back to Arthur proudly. "Oh! He ain't gonna agree, Y/N. I know him for years,” you imitated Arthur’s voice, mocking him.

He was chewing a blade of grass and he rolled his eyes when he heard your happy voice and words you've just spoken. "Whatever he says," Arthur Morgan gasped.

"And you have to keep your eye on our training," you added, walking past him, ready to start the puppy’s training any moment.

Arthur smirked more to himself than to you and whispered: "Yeah, as I always do."

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A Morbid Jealousy || Low-honor Arthur Morgan x fem!reader

Summary: A successful robbery has led to the gang celebrating at the camp, but Arthur gets very nasty when he sees you dancing with John

Warnings: smut (unprotected p in v, low-honor Arthur)

Word count: 1442

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Everyone in the gang just sat together and had fun like one big family during this rare moment. A small bank was robbed successfully. Except for Arthur, everyone returned intact with bags full of money.

You were told by Charles that he had decided to return to camp alone. Arthur probably wandered around the town and got into trouble; that's what he does.

As you listened to Javier's guitar and the gang's happy voices singing a song, you had a still full bottle in your hand.

Your look of unhappiness caught John's attention. He patted your shoulder and said, "Hey." You were offered a hand by him. "Wanna dance? I can't dance, but seeing you sad like that is annoying."

Getting up and drinking your beer, you were glad someone was trying to cheer you up. Your arm wrapped around his neck as you rocked along with the rhythm of the music. You chuckled, "Abigail would be jealous."

John wrapped his arm around your waist. "Don't worry about her. I'll deal with her on my own," he spun you around.  Even though John didn't know how to dance, watching Dutch many times helped. "The only thing I want to do is cheer my friend up." he offered you a bright grin.

Taking a moment to let the rhythm control you, you whispered, "You're sweet." and kissed his cheek briefly. While nuzzling his neck, you giggled, saying, "You're a good dancer."

John shrugged and held you tightly as he laughed, "Me? No, I just watch old Dutch dancing all the time."

It was the worst time you could have chosen to dance with John - Arthur returned to camp just now; he hitched his horse and went to the campfire. The moment he saw you and John so close, he stopped in shock. A loud roar from Arthur brought everyone's attention to the direction he was pointing. "What the fuck?"

As you pushed away from John, you whispered, "Arthur..." Your face flushed with confusion as you noticed your boyfriend's consternation; you knew how jealous he could be.

Both of you were approached by him. 

Arture growled at you loudly and grabbed your arm tightly as he turned to John. "I know you are so desperate for every little touch, rabbit, but you could make some fucking standards." Arthur turned to Johna and added briefly, "Martson, you should be fucking happy you have a child, or I would kill you right here and now for even talking to her,"  Arthur said and dragged you away from everyone.

While Morgan dragged you away from the crew, you whispered, "John," as you wanted to apologize to him for Arthur's behavior. Your arm soon slipped from Arthur's strong grasp. "Arthur, you didn't have to be that mean to John. He did nothing wrong."

"He touched you," Morgan growled. "Undress," Arthur ordered as he closed your tent's flaps.

"Yes, because we were dancing!" You reminded him and cocked your brow at his order. "Why?"

Arthur yelled, "Undress, or I'll rip your clothes off myself! I don't care what you two were doing. You are mine!"

Unbuttoning your dress, you shook your head. You said firmly, "You overreacted, Morgan," as you let the dress fall to the floor. "Happy?"

As he put away the gun belt, he said, "On your knees."

Slowly getting down on your knees, your eyes on his face, you shivered but obeyed. He was clearly pissed off, so you decided not to argue with him anymore.

I'm so surprised you're so quiet. Suddenly, you are not defending John," he smiled. "You are in the right place now, rabbit," Arthur purred and ran his hand down your hand before grabbing it tightly. "You are mine and only mine. Do you understand?"

Liking your lips, you nodded eagerly. "I belong only to you, Mr Morgan," you agreed, closing your eyes for a while.

He quickly opened his pants and purred, "Now this is a good answer. You've got to show me how sorry you are."

As you looked at his face, you reached into his slightly worn jeans and pulled his half-erected cock out; you spat on its tip and pumped your hand over its shaft.

In his low grunt of approval, Arthur watched you like a hawk; he let go of your hair for now and placed his hand on your nape.

Trying to suck his dick at the same time, you bobbed your head back and forth and used your palm to pump over his cock. Your hand squeezed his shaft as you sucked on his balls.

Arthur purred, "That's right, girl. For once, you behave like you should."

You were suddenly picked up by him; he flipped you over to your stomach and put you on the cot. 

"Was touching that bag of bones even worth it, rabbit?" Arthur growled at you.

Apparently he was hot for you; you blinked and blushed as he pushed you onto the bed. Your butt was raised a bit and you shook it for him. "Fuck me," you begged.

He roared, "I asked you something!" You felt Arthur squeeze your throat.

"It wasn't," you whispered.

"Louder! I can't hear you!"

You growled loudly, slipping your hand beneath you so you could slip your finger into your aching pussy. "It wasn't!"

He sighed, getting up from his cot to search for his bag. "You really love to annoy me, woman. How can I even put up with you."

Arthur pulled out his rope and returned to you; he took both of your hands and tied them behind your back. "It might teach you how to behave," Arthur said proudly as he moved his hand along your spine as his free hand tugged his jeans fully off.

When he was doing things like this, you always shivered, but eventually, it turned you on even more; you simply loved to be mercilessly manhandled.

While his tip moved through your pussy lips, Arthur teased, "You got a problem with moving, darlin'?" He hummed and slammed into you, pushing as hard as he could. "Ain't so brave anymore, huh? You are always so smart until I get you into my hands.

You screamed, "Oh, God!" When pleasure hit you hard, you rolled your eyes and begged, "Untie me, Arthur! I need to touch you!" 

His member was immediately squeezed by your walls.

"Nah, I don't think so," he smiled and thrust deep into you.

His thrusts became deep and hard. "You won't play around with fucking Marston," Arthur growled the last part lowly.

Let out a long moan as you stick your bun up to him. You cried out through parted lips, "I love it when you fuck me well."

"Moan, I want everyone to know who you belong to, and I want that bag of bones to know how well I fucked you," Morgan whispered into your ear after leaning forward to you.

"I'll scream your name if you untie me!" You begged. His thrusts made you feel slick and wet, along with your juice pouring down your thighs.

Grabbing your hair, Arthur lifted your head. "Now, you ain't the one to make the conditions, so you better scream without any stupid ideas or I will fill you up with my cum and leave you here, all tied up for everyone to see."

You screamed, "Arthur! Oh, just fuck me, honey! Just like that!" You rolled your hips for him to meet his thrusts. "I belong to Arthur Morgan!"

After those words, he started moving fast and hard, trying to make you cum hard around his thick cock. "Now you're a good girl," Arthur purred, biting your neck. Choosing such a place, he knew you would have difficulty hiding it.

As soon as he bit into your neck, your walls tightened around his member so strongly that he was unable to back away. You dripped juices down your legs when you cum hard around him. "Fuck," you trembled.

"Such a good girl, I'm gonna enjoy watching you walk funny tomorrow, darlin'," Arthur whispered into your ear and filled you with his cum.

As your vision blurred, you moaned and waited for him to untie you.

Arthur let out a happy sigh and got up. Putting on his clothes, he said, "That was fun. What do ya think, darling?"

You smirked at him and asked, "Untie me. And it was fucking brilliant. You were amazing."

"I know I was," he giggled and tucked his gun belt into his waistband. The tent flaps were raised by Artur without a word, and he left to join the still-going party, leaving you tied up on his cot.

Leonard, Leonard, Leonard <3

And young Arthur Morgan! My two favorite boys!

I think they have beautiful eyes, so I gave them the pop of color they deserve!

A Date With Lenny | Part 3

Pairing: Lenny Summers x F!reader/OC

Summary: Lenny and his lover spends some quality time together in Valentine. Head over heels for one another, things get heated between the two rather quickly ;) 

Word Count: 3.9k

Rating: NSFW/Explicit

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Arms linked, Lenny and I sauntered out of the crowded saloon. It was a lively night in Valentine, a constant stream of interested visitors trotted through on horseback. Fellers loitered outside the stores, laughing and chatting boisterously. Penned pigs squealed, stray dogs panted in the heat, and chimes rung as doors opened. The noise and activity of the teeming little town was disorderly and loud, but not unpleasant. In fact, it was quaint. The people here were unfettered, spirited, and unapologetically free.  

Normally, I felt rather small and out of place in the company of strangers, but with Lenny beside me, all my silly fears and insecurities melted away. He escorted me through town in his black brushed cotton vest and matching trousers, his shirt and neckerchief both a pristine white. And god, he looked damn fine too, putting every other man in attendance to shame. Ever so often, the women that crossed our path would stare, sometimes tripping over their own feet as they took in his remarkably handsome face.

But he was all mine, and I made it known to the world by keeping my arm hooked possessively around his. Occasionally rubbing his strong shoulders. Stroking his toned biceps. He’d return the affection by showering my cheeks with tiny, playful kisses as we strolled aimlessly along Valentine’s dirt road. We had no destination in mind, no grand plans, or schedules to keep. We were simply enjoying each other’s company, and I couldn’t have been happier.

Cradling a flask of whiskey to his chest, Lenny took a swig. “See, the saloon wasn’t so bad, right? We ate a full course, top-notch quality meal in absolute peace, undisturbed—no bar fights, and only a few drunken bastards got rowdy and ruined the mood. Usually it’s much worse.”

“We have to keep a low profile,” I muttered. “We’re lucky no one recognized you.”

“Have you forgotten that I am the living embodiment of luck—” He tripped over a rock and tumbled clumsily, landing on his backside with a rough thud.

My heart skipped a beat. “Lenny!” I hovered over him. “Are you okay?”

With the cutest, goofy grin plastered to his face, he patted himself down for injuries. “No broken bones…I’ll live, I reckon.”  

His wide, bright smile was contagious. Holding the hem of my flowy skirt, I crouched to his level and surveyed him briefly. Besides being stricken with a bad case of the giggles, he seemed fine. “Of course, you’ll live. You have an obligation to keep breathing, Mr. Summers, ‘cause I wouldn’t last a day without you.”

“Is that so? I guess you’re stuck with me then…forever!” His arms enclosed around my waist, he tugged me to the ground playfully.

“Get off, you silly man!” With a hastily suppressed snicker, I squirmed about in his warm embrace. “Release me!”

“Nooo, you can’t get rid of me—not ever! You’re all mine. Just submit already, woman!” He attacked my cheeks with a frantic rush of kisses.

I smothered a chuckle from the sensation of his beard stubble brushing against my skin, but once he started tickling my sides, my voice rang up a scale and crackled hysterically. Whenever I tried to pull away, he’d draw me right back in, fragrantly fun, carefree, and mischievous despite the dozens of onlookers in our midst.

I tickled him back, and Lenny’s laughter was so jubilant, pure as the Heavens above, childish even despite his adulthood and masculinity. His mirth was like the summer sun and the stars at the peak of dawn. Whenever I heard it, no matter the time of day or weather, the world brightened.

Breathing in his tantalizing, uniquely familiar scent, I nuzzled my nose against his. “I love you.”

Stiffening abruptly, a rush of red stained his cheeks. His voice lowered, quiet and shy. “Hey, you’re making me feel all fuzzy and warm inside. There’s folks around—I’m not blushing, am I?”

“You are. It’s adorable.” I stood and extended a hand to him. “Now get up outta that dirt, silly.”

“C’mere, Sugar.” With a captivating smile, he lured me down to his level once again. He tipped his chin toward the sky. “Look at the stars, ain’t they pretty?”

Pinpoints of silver peeped in and out of the masses of gray clouds overhead. It was going to rain soon. I wiped the dust from my skirt. “You’re ruining my outfit, handsome.”

“What does it matter? I’m just gonna take it off you anyway.” He took another sip of his whiskey.

“I think you’ve had too much to drink, cowboy.”

Music blared from the nearby saloon, a live performance it sounded like. There was clapping and cheering, a soulful feminine voice filled the air, blending in elegantly with the strum of stringed instruments.

Lenny’s brows shot up. “You hear that?”

I nodded. “It sounds lovely.”

He tossed his whiskey aside and rose, lifting me along with him. Taking my hand in his, he preformed a courtly bow, pressing a kiss to my knuckles. “My lady, may I have this dance?”

“Dance?” My face heated at the proposal. “H-here?”

“Right here, right now.”

Filled with embarrassed discomfort, I lowered my head. “There’s an awful lot of people around, Lenny.”

“Don’t be scared. We’re in this together. Just focus on me, okay?”

Arms encircling my waist, he anchored me against him, swaying to the music. I was tense and on edge at first, I’ve never danced in public. Let alone in the center of town where just about every neighboring feller, woman, loyal steed, and child could take a gander.

But once his hazel gaze found mine, our bustling surroundings melted away. Hypnotized by the shimmering sparks of gold in the depths of his eyes, all I could see was him. The way his lean body glided with effortless rhythm and fluidity. How his muscles flexed and rippled with every slight movement beneath his shirt. Following his gentle motion, my arms slid around his neck. He was my world, and the moment was ours.

“We coulda done this in the saloon, you know,” I said.

“Maybe,” he mumbled. “I know going to that saloon in particular was my idea, but uh, honestly…I didn’t feel comfortable in there.”

“Why? Did one of those drunkards do something? Say something? I swear, if there are any inbred yokels around here, you just point me in their direction—”

“No, it wasn’t that.” He gave a shaky laugh. “Every fella in there was eyeballing you. It ain’t no crime to look but…” His voice trailed off.

I frowned. “I didn’t notice anyone was staring, I’m sorry—”

“Hey, don’t apologize for being the prettiest girl in town. You got all the women in the West green with envy and the fellas? They salivate over you like a pack of rabid dogs after a bone. And regardless of all that, you chose me. Feels like a dream. The best damn dream.” He dipped me back and kissed my temple. I held onto him as his full lips drifted to my neck, brushing over my sensitive skin. I closed my eyes on a moan when he caught the lobe of my ear between his teeth, the spontaneity of it all warmed my heart, and awakened a fierce ache between my legs.

With he straightened me, I was near breathless and dizzy. There was an applause, and whistling coming from over my shoulder. Lenny’s grasp on me was strong and clinging, as if I could slip through his fingers at any given moment. “You’re mine, I’m yours, and now everybody knows it.”

I flushed, perversely flattered and delighted by his possessiveness. “You know, this isn’t exactly what I’d call ‘keeping a low profile’,” I whispered.

“So, about that…” He grinned sheepishly, a boyish smile so cutely at odds with the wiry, solid sexuality of his body. “I ain’t the best at laying low, never have been. Everywhere I go, something or somebody starts kickin’ up a fuss and I get dragged into it. For example, some fool gets robbed—by no fault of mine, might I add—then that same fool gets brave and winds up with a bullet in his gut. And of course, being the law-abiding citizen that I very much am, I got no choice but to intervene.”

I smiled. “So, all this time you’ve been playing the hero? Everything the lawmen said about you was a lie?”

“The law ain’t never been fair or smart.”

“That much is true.” The sky rumbled, and the clouds began to shed some heavy droplets of rain. Folks began to retreat indoors, while a select few preferred to take shelter under the general store awnings.

“Well, there goes our audience,” Lenny said. “A real shame, too. I was getting used to the limelight.” He took off his brown leather cowboy hat and gave it to me. “Here, Sugar. For your hair.”

“Thank you.” I nuzzled my face to his chest. “We should go. The storm is only going to get worse.”

Seemingly unbothered by the rain, he tilted my chin up and settled his mouth on mine. A rush of warmth flowed through me, the soft sweetness of his kiss weakened my knees. Gradually, the pressure of his lips increased, and I surrendered myself to him. His tongue stroked slow and tenderly over mine. Our connection was wildly passionate and undeniable. I was so absorbed by him, possessed by his sweet love, I hardly noticed the drizzle running down our faces to where our lips connected. The cold rain mingled with the uniquely wonderful taste of him.

The working of his mouth against mine made me hot. Restless. I pushed a hand into his gloriously damp hair and sucked on the bottom of his lip, tracing my tongue over its perfect fullness, nibbling, gently pulling…

The sound of his groan was so satisfyingly deep and erotic, my core throbbed, uncomfortably wet. Lenny broke the kiss, his chest heaving. “Damn…what are you doing to me?”

I smiled innocently. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Gripping my hips, he crushed me to him, the impressive package between his legs brushed my thigh. “I…I-I need to be inside you,” he confessed with some difficulty. “I’m aching.”

Moved by the extent of his longing, I stood on the tip of my toes and reclaimed his lips, my palms sliding all over his lethally sexy body. We were drenched in the chilly, pouring rain, but not even the forces of nature could keep my hands off him. “There’s a hotel next door,” I said between kisses.

Lenny nodded an assent and lifted me off my feet, my legs hooked around his waist. He carried me across the road and through the hotel’s swinging doors. The lobby was empty.

“I’ll be just a minute!” a voice I presumed to be the receptionist called out from down the hall.

Still holding me in his powerful arms, Lenny leaned against the front desk as we made out with reckless abandon. The soul-reaching massage of his lips sent shivers rippling up my spine. Raising my skirt a fraction, his hips started moving, the hard length of his cock grinding sinfully against me through the confides of his pants. Oh, god…a deep hunger stirred inside me. I had to have him—all of him—and it had to be soon. Or else I’d go crazy.

I held onto him for dear life, trembling from the hot, delicious friction. I didn’t care who was watching. I was way past the point of shyness, the primal desire to be fucked by this beautiful outlaw was at the forefront of my mind. It was all that mattered.

My skin burning hot and flustered, I whimpered. “I want you, Lenny.”

Muscles tense and visibly shaking with lust, he uttered huskily, “Fuck, I want—I need you.”

I buried my face in the crook of his corded neck, ravaging his skin with love bites and licks. “How bad do you need me?”

“Real bad. More than anything. I’ll beg if I got to. I’ll plead. I’ll get on my damn knees right now.” He swallowed deep, his expression tight and eyes smoldering. “If we don’t get a key soon, I might just bend you over this desk and fuck you right here.”

I trembled. It sounded like a threat as much as a promise, the scorching intensity of his words so unlike him. He was losing his composure, the desire stripping away his inhibitions and calm, sweet-tempered mannerisms. Only I could do this to him. It was a major turn-on and confidence boost.

“Here I am!” the receptionist finally arrived, scrambling into his rightful place behind the desk. His presence was a blur, I was too preoccupied enjoying the softness of Lenny’s lips. I could probably come like this, just by kissing him if we went at it long enough.

“Good Lord Almighty!” the receptionist gaped at us. “You kids need a room immediately! Luckily for you, we have one available. Just one. It’s been a big night for tourism, with that band of fancy folk from Saint Denis parading through town, playing their music and causing a ruckus. I don’t understand how anyone can get anything done with all that darn noise and commotion—”

Lenny shoved a hand into his satchel and flung a couple dollars at the chatty receptionist. It stopped his ranting, thank goodness.

“Second floor, first room on your right.” Once he passed over the key, Lenny whisked me upstairs. Heedless of everything and everyone, our hot, lingering kisses didn’t break as he fumbled with the lock. A moment later, the door opened, and we were inside a dimly lit room bathed in candlelight, rain softly drummed against the windowpanes.

Lenny dropped me on the bed. I reached for his vest and ripped it open, the buttons scattered across the hardwood floor. “Get naked, cowboy.”

He laughed, shrugging out of his shirt and suspenders, and then unbuckling his gun belt. I ran my hand down his chest in awe. His deep brown skin illuminated by the warm, flickering light, he glowed like flames piercing the darkness, radiant with transcendental beauty and mystery. I wanted him so bad, it hurt.

I nuzzled my face against the solid ridges of his damp, god-like abdomen. “Christ, why are you so perfect?”

“Perfect?” He pinched my cheek playfully. “Aw, you really think so? Arthur told me the same thing once, but he was drunk and vomiting in a pig pen outside the saloon when he said it—”

“Lenny…” Grinning, I swatted his hand off my cheek. “You’re ruining the mood.”

“Oh. Right. Sorry.” Flashing an apologetic smile, he tossed aside the wet hat on my head and helped me out my clothes with gentle finesse. I went for his zipper, freeing his thick cock. My mouth watered. He was rock-hard, and throbbing. I traced the flat of my tongue along the heavy veins coursing his length, slow and worshipfully.  

He fisted my hair, restraining me just before I took him into my mouth. “Nuh-uh, Sugar. That can wait. Lay down.”

My brows raised. Apparently, Lenny was in charge tonight. I obeyed, curious of what he had in store.

The heat and clean, woodsy scent of his body took my breath away once he came down on me. “You’re beautiful.” He plumped one breast in his hand, kissing my neck, his lips grazing back and forth over my tender, flustered skin. I squirmed from the heady sensation. My legs locked around his hips, silently urging him to make love to me already. Near mindless with need, I struggled to find my voice, to formulate words. All that slipped from my throat was tiny, helpless whimpering.

He took himself in his hand and stroked my slick entrance, the soft nudges of his cock head agonizingly teasing. I arched my hips, my body straining toward him, desperate for a connection. He was making me wait, avoiding my clit and somehow resisting the temptation of fucking me despite my pleading.

“Lenny, please. What are you waiting for?”

“Hush now,” he said. “You’ll be ready for me soon.”

“I’ve been ready for you for the longest. Since this morning.”

He nipped my neck, sucking feverishly. Surely leaving a mark behind. Inflamed and trembling in distress, I rolled my hips against the rigid column of flesh he so cruelly teased me with. Patiently, he coaxed me to the brink of insanity. I was soaked in my own wetness, creaming madly for the feel of him inside me.

Raking my nails across his back, I pulled him closer. I needed him to fuck me more than I needed my next breath. “Now,” I gasped. “Need you now.”

With an expert shift of his hips, he pushed into me hard, and so pleasantly deep.

“Oh, God, yes,” I moaned, shuddering, clenching around him. Finally. Warmth struck my heart. I’ve been waiting for this for so long, too long—

“Don’t come,” he murmured, his palms slipped under my hips and cupped my behind, squeezing.

“Excuse me?” I was so close to the edge already. How the hell did he expect me not to go off?

“Good things come to those who wait. It feels so much better in the end.” Lenny started to move, his thrusts lazy and tortuously slow. “Can you do that for me, Sugar? Can you make it last?”

The cadence of his soft-spoken, drawling words sounded so sweet in my ears, so delicate. A fierce ache struck my chest. I was hopelessly in love with him, and more than willing to submit to his every need and request.

“It’s not fair,” I mumbled, my vision blurred with tears. “You have no idea how good you feel inside me.”

“Trust me, I-I do.” Lenny’s leisurely rhythm came to an abrupt halt, his body shivered violently. Jaw clenched, a groan slipped through his lips, tension contorted the gorgeous features of his face. Holding back seemed to be affecting him as well.

Quickly regaining his poise, he resumed screwing me. Lenny knew my body so well, all the tender spots that demanded attention and how precisely to stroke them. It was all muscle memory to him at this point. Over and over, his cock rubbed the bundle of quivering nerves clenching, aching for his touch.

Gripping the sheets with white-knuckled force, I smothered an upsurge of sobs, thrashing against the overwhelming need to climax. I was burning from the inside out, our bodies sticky with sweat. Trembling uncontrollably, I couldn’t hold back for much longer…

“Don’t come,” Lenny repeated. “Make this last. Just hold on.”

“I c-can’t. It feels amazing. Jesus, Lenny…” Tears escaped my eyes. I was falling apart, utterly and irreversibly lost in him. “I love you. I-I love you so, so much…”

He kissed away the tear tracks on my face. “Hold me. Don’t you let go.”

I released the covers and clung to him. His heavy-lidded gaze snagged with mine, searing into me. He sighed heavily, from pleasure, tension, or both—I couldn’t tell. His hips still surging at a moderate, deliberately restrained tempo that was driving senseless, I blurted, “Slow down. Please. I’ll come if you don’t slow down.”

“Will you now?” A wicked smile pulled at his lips. “I thought you wanted to come, Sugar. Why the change of heart?”

My back arched as his hold on my behind grew bruising. He lifted my hips into his thrusts, and I cried out, my core boiling and tightening with a pressure so severe, I feared I’d snap in two if I didn’t give into my bodily cravings soon.

“I won’t come,” I panted. “Not—not until y-you say so.”

His hazel eyes softened, sympathetic almost as he watched me quiver helplessly beneath him. One hand clasping the side of my face, he kissed me with a heartrending tenderness, his tongue caressing mine. Yes.

“Come for me,” he fucked me harder, dominating my body, although his voice was honeysweet against my lips. “I need to feel you…”

With his permission, an orgasm erupted inside me like a volcano, molten pleasure spreading from my core and overcoming the entirety of my body in a scorching wave. It was remarkable. Explosive. Unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I let out a shrill cry, writhing under Lenny’s sweat-slick muscles. His name spewed repeatedly from my lips as he fucked me into blissful oblivion.

The climax surged on and on. I was melting, drowning in the immense ecstasy of being loved by him, pleased by him. He was my everything, and without him I was empty and hollow. I could die in his arms right now and regret not a thing, because I’ve never truly lived a day until I met him.  

The connection we shared was incredibly intense, inside and outside the bedroom. But when we were making love like this, intimately linked, giving and receiving pleasure from one another like our lives depended on it…our bond felt unbreakable. It was frightening how deeply I adored him—an outlaw. A man the law wanted strung up by a noose…

A muscle twitching in his jaw, he rode out my climax until the clenches faded; then he slowed down his pace, burying himself inside me languidly. He sucked in a harsh breath, eyes dark and dilated, his strong body convulsed furiously. He was teetering on the edge of an orgasm, still denying himself the pleasure he’s been working toward all night long. The glaring self-control and perseverance Lenny emanated was something to be envied.

I gathered his hair in my hands, kissing the side of his damp throat. “You’re shaking, handsome. Do I feel that good?”

“Yes,” he rasped, pounding into me erratically, his balls slapping against the curve of my behind. “Oh shit, yes.”

A bead of sweat dripped from his chin onto the corner of my lip. I slid my tongue along his sculpted jawline, collecting the saltiness with a soft murmur of satisfaction. He tasted so good, and the scent of his lust smelled even better.

“Why don’t you come inside me, cowboy?” I teased, my voice husky. “You know you want to.”

He clasped the nape of my neck, his gaze burned into mine. “Do you want me to?”

I had just as much control over his body as he did mine and I couldn’t help but smile. “Yes, Lenny. Come.”

With a serrated groan, his beautiful cock jerked, spurting hotly, flooding me with his heat. His hips ground against mine, he emptied his load as deeply as he could inside me. I don’t know how long we laid there holding each other, spent and panting. Eventually, our breathing steadied and our bodies cooled.

“Leonard Summers!” a rugged voice shouted from outside, piercing the calm serenity of the rain. “We know you’re in here! Give yourself up, boy, there ain’t nowhere left to run!”

Lenny shot up from the bed.

Still wrapped up in a sex-induced daze, my brain struggled to comprehend what the hell was happening. Lazily, I sat up, covering my exposed breasts with the sheets. “What’s going on?”

Lenny inched to the window and glanced furtively though the blinds. “Lawmen,” he winced. “A lot of ‘em.”

I shivered, my heartbeat sped up. “You’re joking. Please tell me you’re joking.”

“I wish I was, Sugar. Maybe you were right—coming ‘round here was, in fact, a real bad idea.” His teeth gleamed in a lopsided smile, confident and reassuring despite our unfortunate circumstances. “So, uh…you know how to handle a gun, right?”

My eyes widened. Oh no…

I love to randomly self insert things I do as Arthur into Arthur’s character. Like you do this now because I said so.

Aka, sometimes I just sit in camp and listen to people talk. Especially at night.

You can just catch characters singing, making music, or just talking. It can be genuinely relaxing from time to time. It’s nice just listening to the people in camp. Especially because rockstar does an amazing job creating characters and camp interactions.

I like to think that when I do this, Arthur does too. He just sits down by the camp fire and unwinds. He was used to being with just Dutch and Hosea for a while so it’s kind of a way to bond with those in camp without meaning to. He gets to know them in his own little way.

I like to think it relaxes him too.

I feel like he’d do this even more so after Rhodes just because that’s when the gang starts losing more members. Arthur uses it as a way to hang on to them before they die. Even if sometimes he acts like he hates them (characters like Uncle, or Kieran) I like to think he still wants to know them or understand them, even just a little.

Hosea is the best father ever be so fr

Honestly this is one of my favorite takes on why John never mentions Arthur in RDR1.

Crying sobbing all over the floor- absolutely amazing

there's a lot of discussion and speculation about the fact john doesn't speak of arthur in rdr1. logistically it's not hard to understand that rdr1 just came out years before rdr2 and thats why but . But.

but when you think of rdr1 with the additional context two, there is something quite... in line with john trying to forget arthur. wanting to. or burying him. not just in metaphor or in soil but in his memories and in some way failing to do it but in another succeeding

you think of john and his commitment to his son and wife and you think of his willingness to do anything for them. moral or not. righteous or not. and you think of the fact that john didn't know at the time the sort of man arthur believed him to be, but he perhaps modeled himself in the image of his older brother. near incidental. he has so little in common with arthur really. john's broody and lacking remorse and at twenty-six he's inconsiderate entirely in a way arthur never was.

but time is a thief and one day, he turns 38. he's older than arthur when he dies. and john doesn't remember well what he looks like, and all he can feel when he thinks of arthur is grief. grief that never ends. thats the thing about all of it, you'll realize - is that john knows arthur best in the retroactive.

the sort of complicated, odd man arthur was revealed to him in the creases of pages and keepsakes. in the carving of his guns that john finds after arthur is gone. in the ring of the woman arthur loved long ago. in the confessionals to his son isaac and the regret in the letters he wrote to their psuedo father. you realize john knows more of arthurs stagnant ghost that can't guide john into manhood the way he so desperately needs. and it's all he has to go by to make a man of himself.

john never finds out what kind of man arthur believed him to be and he has to infer the real good man arthur was. in grief there is love. john loved arthur enough to want to be like him. and in burying the living, breathing man arthur was he's forced to cling to his spirit. has to piece together the kindness of his older brother through memories and diary entries and secondhand stories. and that's how he models himself in rdr1 to me. where arthur is moral john becomes dutiful and where arthur is kind, john is helpful. he becomes the shadow of arthurs best qualities. he can never be arthur. no one could ever be arthur, even if arthur had given them the page by page instructions of how to do so. this is all he has. all he knows. all he can do.

john misses his brother. so he tries to embody him. but he can't really in the same way he can't grieve him. so he makes a home for arthurs ghost to return to in himself. john never mentions arthur because it dregs up painful what-ifs, but they share so many mannerisms and bastardized qualities. john has fashioned himself based on those loose memories.

one day, a stranger meets john and says. "why would you remember me, friend? you've forgotten far more important people than me" and john will remember all the ghosts he's ever loved briefly. there will be a blurry face and a forgiving voice and it will sound like a memory and it will linger in johns ribcage like a moth. and john won't remember. he won't. he can't. he buried his brother without ever doing it.

john says a lot of things. feels a lot of things. he shoots his gun to the stranger who calls his memory into question and the thing jams and the bastard roams free. john will taste blood in his mouth. he'll feel a cough in his lungs and well, he won't remember his brother still. buried men must stay buried.

of course. of course john never mentions arthur. he can't remember him, even though he's inherited so much of his manner. to speak it of him would be admitting to his existence. its admitting: i miss you. im sorry. it was my fault.

of course john never mentions arthur. he's made all this effort in forgetting him that even when his body and his gesture and his character betray the fact he's forgotten - his mind will soothe the pain and blur out his face.

and instead of remembering in life even once, he'll die the same way arthur did. alone. protective. contented. redeemed. john loves arthur like most brothers do - with muscle memory.

even if john cuts the necrosis of arthurs memory off of him, his body will twitch at the phantom feeling of his existence. john remembers even when he can't. arthur his only brother. the most important man he's ever forgotten.

FEED YOUR ARTHURS

FEED YOUR JOHNS

FEED THEM GOOD!!!

I love how some players struggle to remember to feed Arthur and some players straight up don't feed him but man I have the opposite problem I keep accidentally overfeeding him lol

i'm bouncing bouncing BOUNCING on arthur morgan mark my damn words

Exactly what I did.

I love seeing people first play rdr2 because the first thing they end up doing is fall in love with arthur morgan