A Dream || Part III || Sam Drake X Reader

A Dream || Part III || Sam Drake x Reader

Summary: How surprised Sam is when he meets you in the prison, and when it turns out you're the friend of Adler. Fortunately, Drake lets you play a little game with him.

Warnings: None

Words: 3613

Authors: Cass & Rouge

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The very first rays of sun slowly moved along the bed as they fell into the room though opened window.

As soon as you felt warmness on your face, you rolled on your side. Stretching a little, you straightened your arms, accidentally hitting a rough flesh by your side.

You frowned and turned head aside only to see Sam sleeping by your side. You smiled at the sight of naked man with his head put to one of your pillows. You admired his features for a long while.

If someone would have entered the room, they would definitely admit that the party was hard the night before; your clothes were thrown to the floor, Sam's stuff also. Your panties hung casually from the desk sending on the left from the door. You smiled at the sight, blushing a little.

It wasn't a good morning for Sam. The nightmare was hunting him deep in his sleep. He could see dark figures, hovering over him and talking in some incomprehensible language but somehow Sam could recognize the surrounding. It was prison...

Sam woke up and looked around, ready to see the stone walls and floor but he relaxed as soon as he realized he is in your bedroom. "I fucking hate nightmares." He muttered, sitting up. Sam rubbed his face before turning his attention to you. "Good morning beautiful."

"Hey," you whispered, pulling the quilt up to make sure you were covered. "Shush, it's okay, you're with me, I won't let anyone hurt you," your palm was put to his bare left forearm where you stroked him.

Sam smiled and moved closer to you, he hugged you. Nuzzling to your neck Sam sighed deeply. "And I couldn't be more happy but now excuse me." Sam kissed your cheek and then got up to find his boxers. After putting the boxers back on Sam grabbed the box of cigarettes and a lighter, he winked at you and went on the balcony to smoke.

You giggled loudly as you observed him walking out on the balcony.

The moment when he casually looked after his boxers made you blush like a little girl that was seeing a naked man for the very first time.

Biting inside of your cheeks, you got up and put a nightgown on, you didn't bother with looking for your underwear. You wrapped the stripes of the nightgown together, and joined Sam on the balcony, putting arm to his back.

Sam looked at you and smiled before offering you his cigarette. "You know? I never expected to wake up next to such a beautiful girl like you." He hummed, kissing your forehead.

Sam felt happy for once, he never expected to feel that happy just because he had a person right next to him.

You simply intervined your hand with his, nuzzling to his strong bicep and taking the cigarette he offered you. You inhaled the smoke and held it for a moment before exhaling it via nose. "Sam, you're making me blush, stop it!"

"Such a beautiful girl looks even more beautiful with the blush on her cheeks." He said kissing your hand.

After that Sam was quiet, simply looking at the outside world. He didn't want to go back to Rafe, he really wanted to just stay here with you. "So... I think we should eat and got back to your friend." Sam muttered, taking the cig from you.

You wrapped arms around his figure from the side, like you would be holding him for the very last time. You squeezed him and slipped into his arms. "I don't want this to happen, I want to stay here, with you, I don't need anyone nor anything else right now."

Sam smiled softly and hugged you tightly. "I know, little one but we both know Rafe. I will make sure that anywhere we go, you go too, okay? You will stay close to me no matter what." He promised, kissing top of your head.

Soon after this he took your hand and lead you to your kitchen to make you a wonderful breakfast. Even if he wasn't a five stars cook.

After the nice breakfast Sam got up from the table to finally go and dress up.

You were finishing your french toast and coffee while observing him leaving to get back to your bedroom to get dressed.

You were struggling oh so hard with yourself. One part of you was trying to calm you down, using some arguments regarding Rafe and his rage, while the other part desperately wanted to scream all the truth to Sam. You hated yourself for falling for this man, he had to be another ordinary job you have done for Rafe so many times before. But something has changed, and you knew it too well...

Soon Sam returned to the kitchen and smiled at you. "I should take a shower, I smell like bottle of your perfumes but I don't mind. It's a scent of a great night." He joked sitting back at his chair. "You should get ready to leave soon, sweetheart."

You choked on the coffee you were sipping. "Yeah, yeah, I need few minutes," you told him with a brief smile.

As soon as you put your favorite black, fitted pants on and completed the outfit with a black, lacy shirt, you got downstairs and looked at Sam. "C'mon."

Sam gladly followed you.

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Back at the hotel Rafe was already waiting at the two of you.

He smiled when you two entered the building. "Finally. I was afraid that whore stole my expert."

"Hey, hold your horses there." Sam frowned, grabbing your hand tightly.

"Oh, oh my god. You fell for it? Seriously Sam?" Rafe laughed, looking at you. "Tell him the truth, Y/N. Tell him that I paid you so we can get over with this bullshit." Adler muttered.

You swallowed hardly but never left Sam's hand. "It's not a truth, Rafe," you snarled. "You don't have to be a dick when it's unnecessary," you told him, praying inside for Sam to not believe other man's words.

"Listen, pal. She is a whore, whatever she want she gets trough bed. You need something? Pay and she will jump to someone's bed to get it for you. I paid her to go to the prison and to get you now. Just because I don't have a time for your fucking tamed Drake attitude." Rafe said with a shrug.

Sam never let go of your hand but he looked at you. His eyes were full of disbelieve. "Y/N? Is he telling a truth for once?"

"Sam...," You whispered looking hesitantly up at him. "I... It was like this at the beginning, yes, he did pay me, you knew about this but you've changed everything! I can't imagine... Please, forgive me, love...," You begged him, tugging onto his sleeve.

With clenched teeth you threw a glance to Rafe. "I'll fucking kill you if you'll do anything to him."

Rafe chuckled loudly, throwing his head back. "Oh yea, because I am afraid of one little whore whom will fuck anyome to get few bucks." Adler snapped walking closer to but Sam stopped him from getting too closer.

"I said hold you horses there, Rafe. Give us few minutes or you will never get the treasure." Sam said with a frown than looked at you. "C'mon." He pulled you to some empty room. Closing the door Sam looked at you. "So it's true... You are a whore? He paid you for all those sweet words?"

"Yes," you claimed. "He did."

The tears made your eyes glisten, yet you held them back, looking at the ceiling and blinking few times.

"He paid me for the prison. I did this because he asked me to, and I owed him a favour for something he had done for me months ago," you said shortly. "He also paid me for all this that happened last night... But I didn't take his money, I gave the envelope back to one of his "friends", I couldn't...," You explained yourself. "I couldn't wait to see you again... Then, in that fucking prison, something broke within me... I couldn't stop myself from thinking about you, Sam, I mean it, please! You need to believe me!," You begged while walking to him and grabbing his palm.

Sam looked at you, unsure of what to do now. He felt hurt and betrayed but somehow he believed you. Maybe he was a fool now but he couldn't say that he didn't love you. He did, even this new information didn't change too much.

Sam smiled at you softly and pulled you closer to kiss your soft lips. "Shhh, little one. It's okay, I believe you."

You started crying like a baby, nuzzling to him, with your hands wrapped around his waist Inna desperate grasp. "Sam!," You mumbled. "Please! Forgive me all this, I didn't know that you'll change my life!," You eyes wet from tears you looked up at him.

Sam hugged you tightly, gently rubbing you back trying his best to calm you down. "It's okay, I forgive you. You changed my life as well, little one."

You climbed on your tiptoes and kissed him. "We need to get back to this... Fucking spoiled brat."

"I know but we will together, okay?" Sam smiled, wiping the tear off your cheek with his thumb. Before the two of you left the room Sam pulled you into one more kiss.

Soon, you and Sam got back to Rafe. You threw a man a cold glance.

"I see someone likes his whore." He laughed and shook his head. "Whatever, now listen." Rafe pointed at Sam.

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Rafe's plan was to go on some island he thought might be helpfull. It wasn't, Sam knew that but Rafe didn't listen. According to Adler's notes this place could be hiding some important clues and he had to get them.

So there you two were. Locked on the boat, under the deck. Only good thing in Rafe's obsession was his money. Cabin looked like a fucking hotel room. Sam didn't mind waiting here while Rafe searched the island with his men. At last he was closed with you. "You okay there?" Sam asked quietly, kissing your forehead.

You nodded. The truth was you wasn't okay at all, you were tired, exhausted after sleepless hours and Rafe's screams. But you tried to stay strong, you didn't want Sam to think you're too vulnerable.

"You think there's nothing in here?," You asked Drake.

"First of all, you are a terrible liar. I can see the tiredness in your eyes." He said, looking at you. Sam knew that those conditions weren't the best, especially for girl like you. "Second, I know there is nothing there. Avery was here but it was nothing more than a stop in his travel. Only clue that can be here is something dropped by one of his men but I doubt even this."

"What's gonna happen with us if Rafe won't get what he wants?," You asked and lied your head on the pillow on the little bed that was placed in your room. The seasickness was kicking you hard.

Sam sat down on the bed and rubbed your shoulder, trying his best to comfort you. He never planned to drag your into this but Rafe didn't give you nor him any other choice. The truth was He wasn’t completely sure himself what Rafe will do.

The moment of silence was quickly broke by Adler himself opening the dooe. "You two, out!" Rafe growled waving his gun to make you two move, he didn't look happy in one single bit.

Sam frowned at his behaviour and helped you get up and leave the boat. He looked at Rafer. "What?"

"There was NOTHING! NOTHING you hear me, huh?! You and your slut, move your asses to help me find the clue!" Rafe yelled.

Sam wanted to punch Rafe in his stupid face and run but it was a suicide taking fact Adler had some mercenaries with him. Older Drake only nodded and took your hand. "Come on, sweetheart."

As soon as your feet touched the sand, you bowed in a half and vomited, letting out a quiet whimper as you did.

One of the mercenaries approached you and hit your stomach with the riffle. "Move!," He screamed at you, and you followed the order, what else could you do?

"Rafe, please," you mumbled and grabbed man by sleeve of his luxury looking shirt. "Samuel has told you that you won't find anything on this goddamn island, he is not mistaken, trust me," you gasped.

Rafe grabbed you chin and smiled, forcing you to look at him. "Listen, love. He and his little brother wanted this treasure for themselves when we were looking for it. So no, I won't let him possibly trick me." He said and pushed you toward Sam. "Now move, I can smell your vomit."

You gasped when he pushed you, your stomach twitched and you thought for a second that you'll vomit again, yet you managed to calm yourself down.

Leg by leg, you were walking along the shoreline.

Sam patted your shoulder and smiled. "C'mon, hop on. I will carry you." He stopped and pointed at his back.

"There ya go, it will be easier for you, little one." Sam hummed as he started to walk again, making sure you won't fall down.

Soon all of you got to the place where Rafe was searching for the clues. It was a big altitude with a cave and beautiful view on the whole island and the ocean. "Inside. Just you." Rafe said, pointing at Sam.

Sam put you down carefully and kissed your forehead. "Be right back. Don't go anywhere." He winked and went inside the cave with Adler.

"Sam...," You tried to grab his hand but the man didn't stop and followed Rafe inside.

You sat in the tall grass, looking at the mercenaries that were guarding you.

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It took them around 30 minutes to return. Sam walked out first and immediately walked to you.

"What the fuck you mean there is fucking nothing?!" Rafe yelled full of rage. "I fucking checked the book and maps! There must be something!"

"No, there is not! I told you already! Your information were wrong! This islad has nothing to do with Avery or his men!" Sam informed Rafer with a frown.

You quickly got back to your feet and held onto Sam's shoulder. "He says the truth, Rafe. You're mistaken, there's nothing but a graveyard of ships," you added and nuzzled to Sam. Feeling his scent in your nostrils made you gasp a little, you felt safe again.

"At the same time, you don't want to tell me where to go, huh? Okay okay, fine. I know how to make you talk." Rafe smiled and then looked his men. "Grab him, give me the girl." He ordered and few man successfully separated you from Sam.

Two men held older Drake when their friend dragged you right into Rafe's paws. "Hi there, love." He purred pulling you closer to his side.

You were shaking, mostly from fear. You felt Rafe was raging with anger, he was capable of everything in such a state. "Rafe...," You cried. "What the fuck?"

"Hey, hey! Let me go, you assholes!" Sam growled, trying to free himself.

Adler chuckled at your cry. "Oh, come on, love. You are going to take a little trip." He hummed, dragging you to the cliff. Rafe bend down over the drop, holding you tightly to his chest, he whistled. "Quite the way down, right Y/N?"

You couldn't reply to his words, horror overwhelmed you, your blood turned cold and heart skipped a beat as you looked in the abyss.

Rafe pat your head and moved back to turn back to Sam, staying close to the edge. "You see, Sammy. We work for like... Two day, not to meantion the thing with your brother." He shrugged and pulled out his gun. "And I already have enough of you. First you drag in your slut, I honestly still can't believe you fall for this whore. Second, you don't even try to help me, you just follow around and fuck Y/N."Rafe ranted before pulling away from you. He held you by your hair pressing gun to your side, perfect place to hurt but not kill you immediately. "Best thing to do is... get rid of a distraction."

Sam's blood ran cold, seeing all of this. He couldn't get to you, no matter how hard he tried to free himself and he couldn't lose you. You didn't do anything. "LEAVE HER FUCKING ALONE! Send her home and I swear I will do whatever you want!" Sam yelled.

You gasped and didn't even try to hold your tears back. You knew Rafe for months now, and one thing you were pretty sure was the fact he was capable to everything to reach his goals.

You had to do something, you didn't want to sacrifice your life without fighting.

With a quick motion, you kicked back, hitting Rafe right in his knee. Unfortunately, his grasp on your hair tightened which caused you were unable to move, only sank to your knees a little when he pulled on them. "Leave me alone!," You were struggling with the man for a longer moment. Feeling the miserable position of yours, you gave upon any attempts of freeing yourself.

You raised your chin and gave a glance to Sam. "I'm sorry," you whispered. "Viva el amor," you moved your lips slightly, you weren't sure whether Sam heard you or not.

Rafe looked at your lips and smiled. "Long live the love? Aww, how cute, but you know what? You won't live long." He informed you before pulling the trigger.

A loud sound filled the air and Sam yelled your name, resuming his struggle with freeing himself but there still was no use. He wasn't able to ran to you. The view of you being shot and bleeding right in front o him made his heart break in millions of small pieces.

"Look at him, Y/N. Isn't it beautiful, man in love with a whore. Wasn't there movie like this or something?" Rafe hummed and shrugged. "Any last words, slut?"

You fully sank to your knees. The warmness started spreading all over your body, the pulsing, sharp pain in your left side was unbearable. You tried to say anything, but you were unable to form a word. Choking with your own blood, you knelt helplessly with your back facing Rafe. You slowly reached your hand towards Sam, like you'd want to touch him for the very last time. "Sam...," You mumbled, choking more. "I love...," You tried to finish your statement.

"Oh yeah, yeah. You love him, I bet he get the message. Both messages actually." Rafe rolled his eyes and pulled you up to your legs. "Now, little bird. We will see if you can fly." Rafe said with smile and simply pushed you off the cliff, ordering his men to let Sam go.

"Fuck! No, no, no! Y/N!" Sam yelled and quickly ran to the edge of the cliff. He prayed to whatever god was up there, hoping you somehow grabbed some branch or leanded on some rock shelf or whatever would save your life.

He looked right into the abyss, all he heard was your scream. Full of fear and pain. Soon it was cut off by a slam, Sam could swear he heard you little, fragile body being crush against the hard ground, breaking every little bone and tearing every inch of your soft skin.

Sam moved away from the cliff to sit on his knees, already mourning you. Rafe's laugh woken up some kind of hidden rage inside of him. Sam got back on his legs and looked at Rafe. "I am going to kill you!" He yelled, running right at his 'partner'.

Suddenly there was a bright light and people. Few of them actually, they spoke Spanish and looked like some low cost doctors. Sam wanted to sit up but the terrible pain in his left side stopped his. This wasn't right, you were the one who died, not him right?

Sam lied montionless for a few hours when he regained the control over his body and mind he realized the terrible truth.

He was in Panama, on the 'surgery' table. While the ‘doctors’ put him together after shot.

Everything that happened. You. Rafe. Freedome. His love. It was all a sick dream created by his intoxicated brain.

Sam spent fifteen years behind the bars, waiting for realise or death. Sometimes he was recalling you, especially at the nights when he felt lonely in his cell.

After those hard fifteen years Rafe indeed came to bail him out, but there was no one named Y/N. When Sam asked Rafe if he has a female friend with your name Rafe only laughed and said. "No, but don't worry. If you need to get off that much I bet I can find you prostitute with this name."

Sam wanted to cry. He really did. His brain created such a beautiful imagine, giving him hope that He can be happy for once in his whole life. Maybe to even have a family, proof to himself that he could be better than his father ever was.

Apperently his future was planed in completely different way. Sam hid his feelings deep inside and decided to get to his work.

You know the rest of Sam Drake’s story….

Do you really...?

Young Love || Lenny Summers x Reader Short

Summary: You and Lenny share a moment together.

Warnings: Smut-ish.... no real smut actually.

Words: 873

Authors: Cass & Bear

Request by: Anonymous

The day seemed so beautiful from the very beginning. The sun was shining and the gentle breeze was ruffling the leafs of trees.

You hummed a campfire song while sitting next to your wagon, right in front of a big pile of clothes. You couldn't believe that grown-up men could get their clothes in such a bad shape but they were outlaws after all. The worst thing was that your duty was to sew them back together.

You digged trough the pile of shirts until you found one that was too familiar. The shirt belong to Lenny Summers, your significant other. Checking the shirt for any holes you noticed a picture in the little pocket. Soon you realized it's your photo. "Interesting." You hummed with a smile but suddenly you noticed that Lenny was on his way to your wagon.

"Love," he greeted you with a kiss placed to your cheek as soon as he approached you, he took seat by your side. "What do ya have here?," When he realised what you were holding in your hand, a blush hit his cheeks and he gasped a little, trying to find proper words to explain himself. "I just feel better having this picture with me, I feel your presence around."

"Oh really, love?" You teased him with a quiet laugh. Still you couldn't believe he was caring such a thing in his pocket. "Just next time don't forget about it. We don't want Micah to put his dirty hands on it." Giggling you looked at Lanny. "So, what are you doing here handsome?" You purred, knowing why he was there. Both of you were young and in love. Your instincts were going wild most of times.

"I came to check whether you're good or not, and now, as I can see, we're all alone, so maybe...," Lenny out hand to your knee, squeezing it firmly.

Biting your lips you looking around. You two weren't alone per say but everyone else were busy with their duties and lifes. "Well, I should be sewing all those shirts but what the hell! This old witch won't notice I am gone." You grabbed his hand and quickly guided him to the nearby forest.

He led you guide him, he was already blinded by the desire you have awoken in him.

When you two were far enough, you pressed yourself to the tree and pulled him closer. "Hello there handsome." You purred.

He kissed you deeply, the kiss was messy but passionate. He hummed into your lips and pressed his front to yours.

You kissed him back and moaned into the kiss. Your hands quickly found their way to his shirt, unbuttoning it.

His hands slipped under your dress, in a desperate need of removing your panties.

"Wait, wait." You giggled and pulled your skirt up only to remove your panties. "There we go." You told him with smile.

Lenny with shaking hands reached his belt and tried to unbuckle it, however he was unable to do so

You smiled and gladly helped him with the belt, humming. "You are welcome, love. Don't be so nervous love."

"I... I'm trying but it's been a while since we... You know...," He mumbled and kissed your neck while tugging his pants down.

You pulled him in for a kiss and pulled away after a moment. "I know, love but it's still me. Your girl." You said, stroking his cheek.

He took his cock in hand and pumped it few times before running the tip along your entrance.

"MISS Y/L/N! MR SUMMERS! DO YOU HAVE NO SHAME!" Miss Grimshaw yelled loudly getting yours and Lenny's attention.

"Oh shit..." You said complitly shocked.

"I knew you two are up to something! You should be working! especially you Y/N!" She said waving her finger angrily at you. "Dress up! Both of you!"

Lenny's face turned red, even his dark skin didn't help in hiding this fact. "Ma'am...," He mumbled, covering his naked ass with hand, and trying to pull the pants up with other.

You pulled your dress down and helped him with his pant, giggling nervously.

Miss Grimshaw only frowned, crossing arms over her chest. "Don't ma'am me here, Mr. Summers. What the hell were you thinking, back to the camp, now."

"Yeah, yeah, we're going. And I'm sorry, ma'am, but hasn't anyone told you before it's rude to disturb in an intimate situations?," He growled a little.

Miss Grimshaw smacked Lenny on the back of his head. "Hasn't anyone told you, kids, that there are stuff important and more important? First, finish your duties, later you can have fun." She said looking at Lenny. "As far as I know Mr. Morgan asked you to do something. We all know he doesn't like to wait. And you." She grabbed your hand and pulled you behind herself. "You have stuff to do, girl."

Lenny winked at you and put his lips like he would be saying don't worry.

You smiled and waved at him. "I love you." You whispered.

"I can believe this, girls those days. All you think about are boys and nothing else." Miss Grimshaw returned you to your previous work. "And don't think about running off again." She warned you.

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A Dream || Sam Drake x Reader smut

Summary: How surprised Sam is when he meets you in the prison, and when it turns out you're the friend of Adler. Fortunately, Drake lets you play a little game with him.

Warnings: SMUT

Words: 2975

Authors: Cass & Rouge

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Sam sat in his prison cell, steering at the empty wall. What else he could do? He was completely closed off from the world. Only him, empty cell and sounds of the other prisoners outside.

It was a "normal" day until two guards opened the door to his cell. "¡Es tu día de suerte! Tienes un visitante! Buena esa. Levántate."

Sam blinked deeply confused. Who would visit him? Did Nate somehow find out that he was alive?

Sam didn't need any troubles, so he cooperated with guards. They pulled him out from the call and started to lead him down the corridor, until they stopped in front of a big door.

He heard about this room. It was a special private place where some of a more privileged prisoners could meet with their partners or whores. Before Sam could ask anything guards pushed him inside.

There was a nice looking girl, she was sitting on the bed and now was smiling at Sam.

"Can I help you... Miss?" Sam asked more confused than ever before.

"My name's Y/N," you introduced yourself briefly as you had gotten up and looked man in the eyes. "Let's say that someone's payed me to accompany you a little. Unless you're not Samuel Drake?," You put your hand to your left hip and sent him a feisty grin.

Sam frowned, looking at the lady if front of him. She was hella pretty, simply right in his taste but this all was odd.

"I am Samuel Drake and let me guess. Your "someone" is Rafe Adler, did he send you? Tell your asshole boss that I will not help him with tha treasure." He muttered, crossing arms over his chest.

You measured his features with interested glance. Drake, even taking the fact he wasn't that young anymore, was a handsome, tall man with brown thick hair and beautiful eyes.

"He didn't send me here for bargaining purposes," you explained shortly and reached to the bag you were having with yourself and which was placed on the bed. You pulled pack of cigarettes and lit one, then walked to the window with a view on an island and ocean. "Let's say that his only goal is to get back on good terms with you."

"Get back on good terms? By sending me a whore?" Sam asked, checking out your body.

It's not that Sam wasn't attracted to you, he was. The truth was that he would fuck any girl he could right away, but the fact that Rafe sent you bothered him.

Standing with your back to him, you had only smiled to yourself. "I'm not a whore," you said simply. "Let's say that I'm a close friend of Rafe that was bored enough with my loneliness so as soon as he asked me to visit you, I took this proposition without blink of an eye. He described you as a nice, rather humble man. He didn't only mention that you're fucking handsome...," The last sentence you almost whispered so he wouldn't hear.

You smoked half of the cigarette while watching the beautiful landscape outside of the window, and after that you had turned to face man once more. With the swing in your hips you walked to him slowly, and stopped only few inches from him.

"Want a cigarette?," You offered with a cocky smirk dancing on your lips. You put your palm to his chest, massaging his muscles slightly. "I have a real cigarettes, not such a shit they used to smoke here."

Sam's frown never disappeared, this everything was highly suspicious. He still didn't trust you at all, but he accepted the cigarette, Sam needed a real one. "Some fire, please?"

You gave him a lighter and slowly started to circle him. "Look at yourself, Drake. Rafe offered you freedom, you declined. It was your right to do so. And did he press on you more? No. He just wants you to realize that he is sorry for the misunderstanding between you two."

Sam sat down on the bed that was placed in the room for a visitors' comfort. The mattress was soft, overall this bed was much better than a regular bunk.

Sam lightened up the cigarette and looked up on you, letting out some of smoke trough his nostrils. This cig was a really good one. "More like 'between you three', girl. There was three of us here." Sam corrected you."I didn't expect such an asshole to have a friend like you."

You leant back against the solid, metal door and looked at man. "Even a person like Rafe can have amigos, as you see," you replied shortly. "Ah. Right. Your younger brother. What's his name? Neil? Nolan? Ah, Nathan! What a cute name for a boy," you giggled as you walked to Sam and stopped in front of him. "But I rather like Sam. It's a good name for a badass like you."

Sam chuckled, letting a big cloud of smoke escaped his lips. "You try to flatter me too hard, babe, and I am not confused by fact that asshole has a friend. I am more confused by fact that his friend isn't acting like a spoiled brat like he is."

You cocked your brow at his comment only. "Rafe did mention that you might be stubborn. I can see what did he mean by myself now," you informed the man.

Second later, you pulled your skirt a little up your thighs so it was comfortable for you to straddle his lap.

Sam watched you with slightly clouded gaze, those years of isolation and loneliness were getting to him and your present did not help him.

"Well, I am stubborn. That's my thing." He wrapped his arms around you, his hands found their way under your shirt. Sam let out a sigh at the feeling of a soft skin under his rough finger pads.

You bit your lower lip and chuckled darkly at his actions. The roughness of his hands on your skin turned you on so much. You leant towards him and nibbled onto his earlobe. "I'm not even going to argue, handsome," you whispered directly into man's ear.

One of your hands slipped between your bodies to rest onto his crotch. You smiled even more at the feeling of hardness of the bulge within his old jeans.

Sam looked at you with a soft smile, he took the cig out of his mouth. "You like what you feel? You can't blame a guy for being hard when he didn't see a single woman for years."

"Oh, poor thing!," You gave him a peck to his jawline and didn't forget about rocking your hips a little so you rubbed your pussy against his bulge. "Must be hard to fap alone, huh?," You teased him as you pulled the cigarette out of between his fingers. You inhaled fully and dropped the end of cigarette on the concrete floor. You cupped Samuel's face in your palms and slowly started kissing him while exhaling the smoke right into his mouth.

Taking the strong smoke wasn't now filtered, it was easy to get a little high by such an action.

You hummed at the end of the kiss, and wrapped arms around his nape.

Sam growled annoyed as soon as you pulled away, he didn't like fact the kiss ended so quickly.

"As much as I enjoy it... And as much as the tightness of my pants annoys me, I can't help but still feel suspicious about you." Sam said openly as his hand stroked your back. "Cute girl came to place like this... To meet with someone like me. Weren't you scared I will hurt you?"

"You? The infamous Samuel Drake hurting the girl? Nah, baby, ain't gonna happen," you told him and started to kiss his jawline, slowly yet constantly. "I can be dangerous as well so how do you know that you shouldn't be afraid of me?," You asked as your skilled fingers unbuckled his belt.

"Me? Being afraid of a little girl like you, ain't gonna happen." Sam placed you properly on his lap, his big hands grabbed your sides and moved up, uncovering your skin.

At this point Sam was gone, all he desired now was some of a physical contact he missed for years.

He removed your shirt and threw it on the floor, he looked at you fully. "Now... This is a nice view." Sam purred before slowly taking off your bra.

You licked your lips as your breasts were exposed to his sight. You felt some butterflies in your stomach and some knot building up in your abdomen. Oh, how much he was turning you on!

You slipped hands into his hair, and started rocking your hips as you held onto his neck, slowly scratching his skin there with your fingers.

"You like it, don't you?," You let out a quiet moan. "Oh, Samuel. Such an eager boy. Make out nicely with me and you'll get an award."

"Sweetheart, I am a treasure hunter. I don't get the reward, I find it and take it all by myself."

His lips wrapped around your nipple, he sucked and moved his tongue around it. One of his hand quickly found its way under your skirt and panties, he didn't waste time as his finger started to circle your clit.

He had gotten you. As much as you wished it wouldn't happen, you started to be turned on. Moaning louder and louder, you rolled head back and enjoyed his mouth on your nipples as well as his fingers rubbing onto your clit. "The treasure hunter, huh?," You moaned through parted lips and soon escaped his laps.

You simply knelt in front of the man and unzipped his jeans and its fly only to freed Sam's already half-erected cock. You gasped a little at his size and licked your lips while pumping your palm up and down his shaft covered with veins.

Sam chuckled. "No need to be so shocked, babe. I am just a decent man with a decent cock." He said moving hand into your soft hair, Sam let out a quiet purr at the nice feeling. He definitely needed that.

You smiled at man and simply wrapped your mouth around his tip. Then, slowly, you slipped his shaft further. You moaned at the same time. His skin tasted like a salt but you didn't mind it at all. In fact, you missed such an intimate moments with a man in a great while, since your ex boyfriend had left you for other woman. Dick.

At first, you were bobbing your head back and forth slowly, doing you best to make his shaft as slick as possible.

After few longer moments that seemed like an eternity to you, you pulled his thick cock out of your mouth only to spit on it and spread the saliva along his length with your palm. You raised your head to look him in the eyes.

Sam watched you the whole time, his hand played with your hair while other kept him from falling backwards.

"That's nice and all, babe, but I really need something else." He got up, and then effortlessly picked you up, pressing you against the wall. Who the hell needs bed, right?

You gasped at the unexpected behavior of the man but you moaned second later, in anticipation of his actions. Quickly and smoothly you slipped your lacy panties down and stepped out of them.

"Let's leave the skirt on, huh? It looks nice on you, Y/N." He smiled at you and then grabbed your legs, wrapping them around his waist.

Sam kissed you deeply, slowly easing himself inside of you, he gasped against your lips. The feeling of your tight, wet pussy around his cock was a blessing. "You're tight, babe. I can tell you aren't a virgin, some asshole didn't took a good care about you?" He purred into your ear as he started to move his hips.

One of your hands was instantly wrapped around his strong neck while the other one was playing with your breasts, pinching your nipples a little. "Fuck, right there," you shut your eyes and parted lips, so the soft hum left them. "So good, that feels so fucking hot," you prised him. "Tight only for you, Drake. Your cock's stretching me so fucking good, Sam," you kissed his jawline and whined loudly as you felt how his cock was moving in and out of your dripping wet pussy.

Sam smiled and started to move faster. His hand replaced yours on your breasts, playing with your nipples. "I hope that such a good girl is on some pills or different shit. Because I am not going to stop myself, sweetheart." He purred deeply and grabbed your chin, forcing you to look directly at him.

You rested the back of your head against cold wall and let out another grunt. "Just fuck me, I need your fucking cock to fuck this little cunt of mine," you begged him and soon wrapped both of your hands around his neck so he was holding you in air while tearing your cunt apart.

"Well, if you ask so nicely, babe." Sam chuckled and started to move you faster on his cock, placing a soft kisses on your shoulder and neck. "You feel so fucking good, Y/N. Look what you are doing to me." He growled, feeling himself getting closer.

"Let... Me... Ride you," you begged in shaking voice as you felt your juices slowly dripped down your thighs.

"Taking fact you ask so nicely." Sam moved away from the wall and lied on the bed. "Go on, little one." He purred as his hands started to massage your hips.

Resting your hands on his broad chest, you started to buck your hips back and forth, hardly, strongly. Your eyes never left his. You laid more onto his chest so his cock was leaving your pussy almost completely only to be slammed back in with a strong movement. You knew he was nearing his pick as his cock started throbbing, you felt how hard he was. "Fuck you, Drake. Oh, God, this is so fucking amazing, just like this and I'll fucking cum," you moaned and smiled to him as you leant forward to steal a kiss from his lips.

He pulled you closer and kissed you deeply, pushing his tongue into your mouth. Meanwhile his hand moved between your bodies to play with your clit.

Soon, Sam sat up a little and smiled. "You like it, don't you." He teased as his rough fingers rubbed your bundle of nerves harder.

You ached your back and let out nothing but a scream mixed with moan as the touched you that way.

You used all of your strengths to push him back on the bed and you rode him nicely and hardly. The bed was soon rocking back and forth, according to your strong, rapid movements.

Your mind was overwhelmed by your rapture and need of being appeased.

Your pussy finally started clenching rhythmically around his shaft and you rolled you head back. You hadn't stopped your movements even when you were reaching your peak, you decided to chase your orgasm as much as you were able to because you had wanted to get there with him...

Sam smiled seeing you struggling. The truth was he wanted to torture you until you will beg him for your realise, but your company was first in years, and Sam didn't dream about anything else.

He grabbed your hips and started to slam his ones into you harder than ever before. Soon ,he reached his climax, cumming deep inside of you. Sam was nuzzling to your shoulder trying to catch his breath. "I am getting too old for this." He joked, kissing your jaw.

You laid on his chest, still gasping for air. "Oh, God...," You whispered as you waited politely for your breathe to calm down. Rising your head a little, you looked him in the eyes and ran you fingers through his hair. You stole another kiss from his lips and stretched to sit on his lap properly, just you were doing while riding him. "It was a great fun but it's time for me," you informed him, looking around in attempt of finding your panties. His cock was still buried within your core.

Sam let out a deep sigh. "Here comes a sad part. Tell your pal that if you visit me one... No... Three more times than I will rethink the offer of him bailing me out." He said and slowly removed you from his cock to let you dress up.

You blinked and let out a little laughter. "C'mon! What was that even?!," You had gotten up to your feet only to realise that his sperm was dripping down inner parts of your things. You shivered and slipped hand between your legs to rub yourself, only to taste his cum from your fingers. You hummed as you did so, and then you quickly stepped in your lacy panties. "You taste bitter like espresso," you winked at him. "I like that."

As soon as your clothes were adjusted properly, and the bag was on your shoulder, you walked to the door and stopped only to turn your head to him. "Next time I come back here, you're going to leave with me as a free man."

As soon as Sam was prepared to leave he was dragged out from the room and taken back to his luxury cell.

"From haven to a gray reality." He muttered and lied down on his bunk. All that left for him now was a hope.

Hope that you weren't just a dream and that he will indeed leave this cursed place anytime soon.

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Distracted by Millicent || Armitage Hux x Reader

Summary: Smut between Hux and reader who's his wife, interrupted by Hux's cat Millicent.

Warnings: smut

Words: 1492

Request by: @itsnestea

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Armitage watched the door to his quarter slowly slid open right in front of him.

 He was deeply exhausted after the whole day of hard work and dealing with Ren.

 It was always wonderful to return back to his chamber, to his wife.

 Hux sneaked into your shared bedroom as quietly as his high boots only let him. Sighing deeply, he started to undress himself in front of the wardrobe, looking over his shoulder from time to time only to take a look at his wife peacefully sleeping in the bed.

Armitage slipped under the quilt as soon as he was done with undressing. Immediately interweaving his skinny legs with yours and wrapping his arms around you, he felt the soft fabric of your nightdress. He only purred and kissed back of your neck. "Your general is back," Hux purred against your neck.

 You murmured softly in your calm sleep yet opened your eyes and shifted in man's arms, turning onto your back and facing ginger man. "Armitage," your voice was only a soft whisper dancing on your lips as your fingertips stroked over his pale, perfectly carved cheek. "Tough day, wasn't it?"

 "Which day isn't tough? But it's much better now, I am back with my beautiful wife," Hux said, kissing your palm before moving to your neck. "You are the best part of this fucking ship and only mine in addition."

 You kept on stroking his cheek. "I know, Armitage. I know."

 You cupped his face in your palms and forced him to look right into your eyes. When your glances met, you smiled a little and stared in his unbelievable green irises for a longer moment before placing a soft kiss to his full lips as your hands moved to wrap around his neck.

 Hux murmured loudly and kissed you back, easily placing you on your back again, this time right under him. He pulled away from the kiss to look at you. "Tonight I will worship this body. I missed you so fucking much."

 Armitage started to move down your body, removing the nightdress and placing kisses on every inch of your bare skin.

 "General...," You moaned lazily with your hands slipped in his thick, ginger hair. Your fingertips tangled with his ginger locks as you gently tugged on them. "I missed you so much as well. Have no idea how much..."

 Finally, he throw the nightdress on the side and looked at your completely naked body.

"Beautiful as always and only mine," Armitage gently kissed and bite your soft skin as he got closer to your core.

 "No," you tugged on his hair harder. "I just want you in, no foreplay," you begged.

 He looked up and raised his eyebrow. "Oh, really? My wife missed me that much?"

 Hux moved up to tower over you, he pushed his boxers down enough to free his already hard cock. Just the image of your naked body affected him that way. Placing your legs around his hips, Hux kissed you gently, you could feel his tip poking at your entrance.

 You bit your lower lip and gasped eagerly, with smile that was saying you'll welcome him gladly.

You wrapped legs around his hips and rolled them, rubbing yourself against his stiffened length.

 He pushed inside you, going slowly inch by inch, trying to tease you with his slow movement.

 Immediately you pulled him into a kiss humming onto his mouth as well. You rocked hips a little and placed hands on his back, hugging him a little.

 Armitage purred loudly and kissed you back deeply, cupping your cheek with his palm. His moves became faster as he pushed his tongue into your mouth.

 You were humming for your husband.

His every thrust was giving you such a huge pleasure that you could only roll head back and moan loudly for him.

 Hux chuckled at looked at your face briefly before moving again to your neck.

"You like it, don't you?"

 "Hux," you looked back at him. "Don't bullshit me, you good know what I like the most," your hands slipped down his back and were placed on his buttocks, squeezing them.

 Armitage rolled his eyes, snapping his hips harder into you.

"You could at last pretend to be more innocent, love," he joked, his hand moved between your bodies and started to rub over your clit.

 You gasped and rolled head back again, his name was the only thing to roll out from your lips in a gasps of pleasure.

With head rolled back you parted your thighs wider a little, to provide Hux a better access.

 You were moaning loudly and turned face back to him only to spot some movement with a corner of your eye.

 Millicent jumped on the bed and started to rub over your face with her side.

 "Tfu! Millie!," You giggled. "Stop it!"

 Hux growled annoyed and grabbed Millie.

"As much as I love you, this isn't the right place or time," he said putting cat on the floor.

 You gasped loudly as Armitage shifted a little in you while putting cat down on the polished floor. "She apparently missed ya as well, general," you bit your lower lips and wrapped arms around his neck again. "So, where have we ended....?"

 "Oh, I know very well where we ended," he said with a smile and pulled you into a kiss as his hips returned to previous speed, his hand returned to your clit.

 You were nearing your peak so you used all of your strength to roll on top of Hux. As soon as you did, your hands were placed on his chest as you rolled your hips, back and forth. "That's it, my general. That's the right place for you to be, beneath me, moaning my name," you said and started to playing with your breasts, squeezing them gently.

 Millicent meowed loudly and looked at two of you from the floor.

 Hux got quickly distracted by the cat.

"Oh, for fuck's sake... Really? Go away, Millicent!," He hissed.

 Instead of listening to her owner, Millicent jumped on the bed again and climbed onto Hux's chest where she rounded few times only to lay down, yawning.

 You giggled and stopped your moves. "I'm sorry, darling, she's a little distraction," you admitted.

 "Tell me about it," Hux muttered taking Millie off his chest only for her to quickly return back on.

Hux only sighed deeply and rubbed his face annoyed.

 You leant down and kissed his forehead, then you slowly started to buck your hips for him again and kept going until you cum, moaning his name.

 "Well, that makes one of us," Hux muttered and looked at you, then at the cat which was purring on his chest. "She is a total turn off."

 "Come on, focus on me, not on her, she's just laying, doing nothing but purring," you told him as you slowly got off his cock only to kneel between his legs and wrap your lips around his shaft, head bobbing back and forth.

 "Love, please, don't. Enough, I really can't when she bothers me like this," Armitage tried to again put Millie away but she returned back.

 You pulled his cock out of your mouth. "Are you sure? I hate when I'm the only one to get the orgasm," you told him and reached out to stroke Millicent's ear.

 "Yes, more than sure. I went soft before you even finished," he sighed and gently pet the cat. "Next time we need to make sure she is out of the room."

 You crawled up the bed and laid down next to him, stroking his chest gently. "Don't be mad on her, she's just missing her beloved general, as much as I did," you kissed him. "And I'll make you cum, don't worry about this, won't forget it," you put head on his chest. "I love you so much.

 Hux nodded, scratching cat's head.

"I think I will start to bother her everytime she naps on your lap," ginger man mumbled and looked at you with a smile.

 "Oh, how wry you are, love," you said and pulled him into soft, passionate kiss.

 Millicent didn't like the affection you were giving to Armitage so she hit her paw on your face gently, in accompaniment of loud meowing.

 Hux only laughed and shook his head.

"Well, now we see the problem."

 "She's just jealous. I'm not surprised," you kissed him for the last time and rolled on your side. "Good night."

 Armitage stayed on his back.

"Good night, love," he told you, petting Millicent's back.

 Cat looked at him without blinking, she meowed few times and got up only to take few little steps and lay right onto his shoulder, nuzzling her face to his neck.

 "I love you and good night for you as well," Hux whispered, kissing kitten's head.

 Millicent licked his cheek few times and purred before closing her eyes.

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Double Dare || Part III

Summary: when mission goes wrong, James turns out to be very caring towards you

Warnings: none

Words: 1496

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It was almost a month since you started to work form James, it was something. He was providing you with whatever you need, you never suffered because of hunger, cold or sickness. You were safe from other scums who would gladly use your body to their own pleasure but there was James. Your boss, he protected you but still was hard on you.

It was really early morning, the fog was still visible on the streets. James entered your bedroom without knocking. “Wake up. Time to work.” He said and pushed you out of the bed.

You grunted deeply, waking up in such a harsh way was definitely not a pleasure. “What the hell, Mr Delaney?,” you asked as opened your eyes to glare at him. “Is there a fire or what that you pull me out of a dream?”

“I don’t pay you for dreaming.” He simply summed up and looked at you.

“You’re gonna put on the best dress you have and you’re gonna go and steal something for  me.” James said watching you. “Better hurry, you have your breakfast downstair. When you will be done come to my room and we will talk.”

“What? Excuse me, what? What shall I steal?,” you asked but he simply left.

You growled under your breath and went to get dressed. As you did, you went downstairs to have your breakfast.

James went to his room and sat down. He had to plunge someone who was highly against him. What was the better way then using a woman to get some embarrassing information? Sure he was kinda worried? That man was dangerous but still, he believed in your skills. He let out a deep sigh and waited at you.

That mission turned around to be a misunderstanding. You sneaked into the house and pretty easily found the thing James talked about during the breakfast. But getting out turned out to not be easy. You were caught stealing documents and punished badly for that.

James walked around in the kitchen. “Where is she, Brace? What takes her so long?!” He asked nervously.

Why was he even worried? He couldn’t explain it in any possible way. You were so soft and gentle, even too soft and gently for him but somehow those stuff were pulling him to you. Maybe that’s why he was so hard on you? He tried to push his feelings away. “I am going to look for her.” He growled and grabbed his coat.

You had managed to crawl back neighbourhood somehow, yet it was already too much for you. You simply fainted. Your body was struggling to recover, to repair the damages.

James opened the doors and immediately spotted you. “Shit… Brace! I will need your help!” James ran to you and gently picked you up.

“I am sorry.” He whispered and took you inside.

“Cold…,” you whispered with blue lips.

Brace opened the door wider, letting James with you in his arms inside. “I’ll bring water and rags,” he said, getting quickly to the kitchen.

“Ssshh, don’t speak.” He whispered. “It will be better soon. I promise you that.”

James placed you on the couch and inspected your body. “He did that to you?” He looked at you with disbelief.

You still had your eyes closed. You barely nodded your head. “Other things as well,” you added quietly as cold shiver ran along your spine.

“You are safe now.” He said quietly.

It took many hours to treate all of your wonds but both man made sure they did eveyfhing that was possible. Finally, James moved you to your room so you could get your rest. He spent whole night guarding your sleepilng form. You looked so calm and innocent, he felt sorry for this all. Thinking about all of this, he had to stop laying to himself. He was in love with  you and it was the most odd but warm feeling ever.

Fee days have passed. You rested properly, you wounds were healing slowly as well.

James was always somewhere around, it made you question his real intentions but you had to admit you liked his attention.

You never knew him from that side, a charming man, classy, highly protective.

Speaking of the devil himself, in that moment James entered your room. He was holding box with fresh bandages. “Time to cheek your wounds.” He said softly, looking at you. “May I?”

You looked at him, nodding. You sat up and slowly slipped stripes of your nightgown down your shoulders. You covered your front with sheets. “I can do it by myself.”

“Let me. I own you that.” He muttered sitting on bed, next to you. His hands moved slowly to take off old bandages and to put on fresh ones. “How do you feel?

"Much better. It hurts less, so I think it’s a good sign, isn’t it?,” you smiled sadly.

Surprisingly he smiled back at you. “It is, your body is healing what is a very good sign.” He nodded. “Listen, Y/N. I want to say sorry.”

“You, Mr Delaney? You wanna tell me you feel sorry for what happened to me? Stop kidding,” you summed up, shaking head slightly.

“First, it’s James. Not Mr. Delaney. Understand?” He looked at you. “Second. I really am sorry for this. I had no idea such thing will happen to you. I really didn’t mean to put you on any risk.”

A soft hum left your mouth. “I know all this. I know,” you whispered, “Yet you sent me there. What was in that documents?”

“They had to humiliate him, to make sure he will back off.” He sighed and placed hand on your back.  "Y/N. You may not believe me. I know, I am a bad man in your eyes. I indeed am a bad man but I would never put you on danger purposely. You are too… precious for me.“

"Did I hear you out correctly? Am I too precious?,” you turned your head with interest in your glance to him.

“Yes. Everything is fine with your ears, at last it was when I previously checked.” James gently placed hand on your cheek and pressed kiss to your lips. He looked at you. “Hope you will understand it now.”

Your eyes were glowing with sparkles of happiness. It was truly shocking that James Delaney himself was so open and emotional towards anyone else than his sister. You breathed deeply but second later your gently turned around and pressed your soft, warm lips to his rough ones.

James muttered softly but kiss back. He sighed deeply when looked at your face. “I was scared when I saw you there. I was scared we won’t be able to help you. I thought I lost you.”

“But you didn’t,” you put stripes of your nightgown back on, smiling at him gently. “I’m tough enough to survive.”

He took your arm and pressed where he knew it will hurt. “Now, you are tough huh?” James shook his head and kissed side of your head.  "Rest, I will bring you something to eat later.“

"No, no, don’t go…,” you instinctively grabbed his forearm. “I don’t wanna sit alone.”

He looked at you suprised. “After all of this? You want me to stay.” James asked and sat on the bed next to you. “Well, I won’t argue with you about this.”

You simply laid your head on his lap. “It feels safe with you,” you stated.

He smiled softly and moved hand trough your hair. “I am glad to hear it.”

It took few weeks to heal your body in most of your injurys. James was happy to see you walking around the house again.

One night was awful. You dreamt about that guy you had to infiltrate. He was chasing you, a knife in his hand. He caught you, he stabbed your forearms, chest. You slowly slipped down on your knees, feeling how void was filling your mind… You woke up, covered in cold sweat. Instinctively, you got up and went to James’ bedroom.

James was already asleep, he worked hard whole day to make sure some stuff were done properly. He was tangled in his own sheets with his face buried in the pillow.

You quietly slipped into his room, closing doors behind you. You simply walked to his bed and sat at the edge, nudging his elbow. “James… James…”

Suddenly he sat up and grabbed your arm tightly, pulling you to him. It was a simple self-defense move for him. He blinked, suprised. “Y/N… Sorry. What’s wrong?” James asked, sleep was present in his voice

You trembled and bursted into tears, simply trying to hide your head under his arm. “Nightmare…”

His kissed your head and hugged you tightly. “It’s okay now.” He whispered, wrapping you tightly in the quilt, James kissed your cheek gently.

You nuzzled to him, sighing with a deep relief.

James put head on the pillow and closed his eyes.

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Little Dreams || Arthur Morgan x Reader Smut

Summary: While being away from.the camp, you and Arthur enjoy the time together.

Warnings: Smut & Micah Bell

Words: 1237

Authors: Bear

"You know, Art, once I had a dream of a cozy place, a place where we could start a family, our own one" you told him as you were having your head on his chest.

 It was one of those evenings where you and him went outside the camp to spend some time in your own company. Now, you were laying on a grass, sky full of stars just right above your heads.

 "You have a new horizon, some kind of a melancholy town where we will build the new future together" Arthur said jokingly as his strong arm wrapped around your waist.

 You smiled at him briefly and hummed a song under breath.

"Darlin', I promised you once that I'll do whatever it takes to fulfill your dream which I also share with ya" Arthur put hat on his face, inhaling cold air of the upcoming night.

 The wind blew gently in your face and you giggled when you felt he tickled your side. "Mr Morgan, stop it now or I'll have to punish ya!" You warned him playfully.

 You knew your words caught his attention immediately. His large hand grabbed your hip and squeezed enough to leave bruise. He took hat off his face and grinned at you in the way he always did when he was teasing you.

 "Am I mistaken or are you messing with a dangerous outlaw, miss Y/N?" He teased kissing top of your head, his eyes on your features.

You rolled lock of you hair on your index finger. "I like to play with fire, sir" you told him firmly, licking your rosy lips slowly and raising head to look him in the eye.

 You loved it. Those intimate moments were priceless to you and they meant much more than feelings he was showing you while being in the camp. Of course, you were a couple and everyone knew the fact, yet Arthur Morgan was always getting a bit shy about being open if it came to his feelings toward you. He was type of man to rather kiss your cheek than make out with you when others were looking. And though you loved this romantic side of his, you also craved more.

 Arthur's palm slipped suddenly under your chin, he grabbed it and pulled you into a messy kiss. Your hands pressed his chest and you hummed happily, he was a good kisser.

 When you broke the kiss to gasp for air, he smirked. "Eager at her cowboy as always, duh?"

You served him a brief nod before climbing on top of him. "Always."

 You unbuttoned his shirt making sure to tease his exposed skin with nails. When his plain shirt was opened fully, you leaned to him and kissed his jaw, moving down his body. After jaw there was a time to caress his clavicles with your soft lips. Then you moved to his neck for a second to lick a trail down to his belly. You smirked when you heard a deep grunt - it was a sign you were doing a good job. As you were standing him, you could feel how hard he got, just  for you and it made you wet. You moved one hand to rub over his crotch and Arthur shivered, like he wanted to escape your touch because of unbearable pleasure.

 "Darlin', holy Christ, look whataya doin' to me" he whispered through parted lips as his hands moved to unbuckle his leather belt.

 You kissed him, your tongue danced with his as you did.

 He closed his eyes shut and grunted again when he pulled his already hardened cock out of his jeans.

 Your palm wrapped around the shaft and you pumped it, then spat on it to make him slick and more vulnerable at touch you served.

 "Undress, darlin'. I need to taste you" he almost begged while helping you with jerking his member.

 You licked lips and smiled at him but obeyed his ask. When you dropped your clothes off, you knelt next to him to kiss his lips. He gave you a wry smirk and grabbed your hips, pulling them hardly. You knew what he wanted and you let out a whimper. Soon, you straddled his face, slowly and gently and moaned his name as soon as his lips wrapped around your hit, already slick sex.

Arthur was so skilled, both his fingers and tongue were making miracles to your craving body. Everytime you were having sex.

 You tried to rock your hips but his strong palms were holding them tightly, preventing you from any kind of move. His tongue teased your entrance as his thumb rubbed circles around your swollen clitoris.

 You moaned again and bended down to wrap mouth around his hard shaft. You bobbed your head back and forth, sucking onto his tip and massaging his balls with free hand. He was grunting deeply and it was giving your pussy an additional friction, so in the end you were moaning for him, giving same in return.

 You both were pleasuring one another and there was no end to your mixed moans and groans.

 Finally, he cum in your mouth and you gladly swallowed everything he gave you. You pumped hand few more times around his dick and sucked briefly onto his balls.

Shortly after, you started to rock your hips hardly, grinding on his face, which he happily obligated. You supported yourself on his wide chest, digging nails in his skin. He sucked your pussy hard enough to leave you moaning his name as you cum and your wetness dripped down your parted thighs, right onto his bearded mouth.

 Then you moved yourself from him and quickly laid right on his side, nuzzling to his neck. "Oh, dear heavens, how good it was! You're freaking amazing, love" you praised him, stroking his jaw as he was looking at you.

 "Darlin', it's you who make me so hot, just look at yourself, fucking shivering from me eating that sweet pussy out" he grinned widely and handled you clothes. "Put 'em on, I don't want you to get sick."

 As you put your dress and coat on, you heard a nasty laughter from nearby. Arthur was buckling his belt again as he looked at that direction only to frown angrily. "What the fuck are ya doing here, you shit?"

 It was no one else but Micah Bell himself, he leant back against the tree, huffing on his cigarette. "Just having some nice views, night's early, I went to think about things and I was pleased by some interesting event" he smirked at you both nastily. "Y/N, I would never say you're such a dirty whore but as I see now, Morgan taught you some things."

 Arthur quickly got up and pulled to his back, pulling his revolver out from behind the belt. He aimed at Micah. "Get the fuck off of us and go somewhere else instead, duh?"

 Micah ostentatiously improved old jeans on his crotch, smiling wryly at you as he measured your features with his eyes. "Don't ya forget, darlin', one day you're gonna be mine." After these words he simply walked away.

You shivered and nuzzled to Arthur.

"Don't ya worry, I'm here and he won't bother you again, don't ya worry," Arthur stroked your hair and grabbed your palm. "Let's go back to camp. We need some rest before another duties will occur."

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