Late Night Visit || Joel X Reader Smut

Late Night Visit || Joel x Reader Smut

Summary:  Joel pays you a visit late at nigh while seeking for a shelter.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 3340

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Area 4. Boston zone.

Night there was quiet and calm as much as it could be with all the soldiers patrolling the streets.

It was way past the curfew so there were two options.

One was to sit in one place like an idiot and not get spotted by the military, or second -  to find a safe place to spend the rest of the night.

Joel groaned deeply annoyed, rubbing his face. He was on his way back from another smuggler job and he was stuck. Fucking pissed, dirty, beaten up and tired. He really wasn't in a mood to deal with this now and there was still long way to his flat.

Joel thought of what to do and he got one idea -  not the best one but surely working for his favor.

So there he was, trying his best to get to one of the  buildings without getting spotted. Somehow he entered and now he stood in front of your door.

You were his old friend. He worked with you few times and apparently you liked him much enough that you offered him help whenever he will needed it. Joel looked around and hoped that whoever else lived there had a deep sleep and you aren't asleep yet. Letting out a deep sigh, he knocked at your door using his fist, just to be sure you hear him.

You were awakened by knocking to your door. Lazily, you opened eyes and yawned. Rolling on your side, you reached to a nightstand to pick a watch up. 1:17. "Fuck," you murmured unhappily, yet you got up slowly.

You had a silky, pink nightgown on, an old one actually, but the only that was still in a good state. It was maybe too loose now as you have lost a pound or two, but you still like your reflection in a mirror with this one on.

You hair, loosened, were messy, so you ran fingers through them in an attempt to brush them a little.

Hesitantly, you left bedroom, walked along the corridor and stood in front of the main door. "Who's there?," You asked, raising voice a little.

"Maybe don't raise your voice, girl. It's enough I risk my ass being here. Open the door, it's me, Joel," he muttered, looking around still being careful to not draw too much attention to both of you. "It would be nice if you hurry up, it's curfew time. Unless something has changed and I don't know."

You blinked as soon as you heard his voice. You clenched hands in fists; you felt how anger started rising within you.

After moment of hesitation, you opened the door for him, yet didn't move aside to let him in. You measured him with a cold glance. "Joel. How long has it been?"

Joel was getting more and more annoyed just by waiting for you to open the damn door. Last thing he really needed was your mood swing, but it was who you were. He already got used to it after working with you. "Long and don't give me that look. I have enough of everything and I just use the invitation you had gave me," Joel explained with a frown.

With a roll of your eyes you shifted aside, making a room for him to enter. As soon as he did step into your little flat, you made sure to lock the door with key and a little chain.

You looked at him above your shoulder; he indeed looked like an old, tired man that was overwhelmed with the world itself.

Joel nodded and walked past you to your living room. He took off his backpack and put it on the floor next to the couch.

"Sorry for coming here that late, it wasn't in my original plan. There was this or trying to get to my own flat," he muttered stretching his back. "I won't be much of a bother, I can crush on a couch and maybe use a shower."

You stopped in a threshold, leaning your side against a doorframe. "Yeah, I bet it wasn't your original plan," you said theatrically, and walked to the little kitchen to pour him a glass of whiskey. Thankfully, you had a nice magazine of those.

As you returned with a glass, you passed it to him, and took a seat in an armchair, crossing legs nicely.

"It's been half a year. Without any sign from you."

"Yeah, I planed to get home but I fucking failed due to some fucked up shit I had to stumble upon," he explained and turned to you, looking a bit suprised at the fact you offer him a drink.

Joel gladly took it and then sat down on the couch. He downed drink quickly in one big sip. It was a nice change than the simple water, apparently he needed it more than he though. "I know, been busy. You know, trying to somehow earn my living in this shithole.”

You didn't reply to his words, you simply listen to his story, nodding from time to time. "Still, you could have informed me. I was dying of stress."

Joel let out a sigh, did you try to guilt trip him or something? He wasn't really sure what you tried to achieve, he was tired. "Well, I couldn't. There was one job after another. I also never saw you bothering yourself with coming to me," he shrugged, rubbing his eyes. "Can I use the shower or not?"

"Feel free to use whatever you want," you informed him as you got up, and walked to the door. "I'll bring you a blanket and pillow. You can find a fresh towels Inna cabinet in a bathroom."

"Yea, I remember where and don't worry. I will be gone as soon as the curfew will be over. So I won't bother ya too much," Joel explained before getting up from the couch and simply walking into your bathroom.

You returned to your bedroom, initially you left the door open, just in case Joel would want a hand.

You climbed to your bed and placed head into the soft pillow.

"Oh fucking hell... This is what I needed," Joel muttered to himself at the feeling of water washing off a 4 day worth of a dirt, blood or whatever was covering him at that point.

He rested his head against the shower wall, simply enjoying the pleasant feeling. Joel made sure to check himself in case he needed to tend any wounds. As for a hit with a fucking metal baseball bat, I am surprised my ribs are still intact, he thought to himself. Only thing that kinda bothered him was a wound on his leg.

It took him half an hour to get himself to somehow permissible state. After drying himself he redressed and left the bathroom. Sitting down on the couch he started to dig through his backpack to find the aid kit to tend the wound on his leg.

You got awakened up by Joel again. It was probably caused by the fact you were having a light sleep.

Your eyes opened slowly, you rolled on the other side and looked at Joel through open door, yet you didn't get up from your bed.

Oh, how jealous you were of him. You knew you two were only colleagues but you counted for something more, and always were trying to do anything for him to notice you. He never did though, that's why you gave upon him.

Joel could feel a chills ran down his spine as he felt someone's eyes on him. It wasn't extremely unpleasant but for him it was simply unnecessary. Man looked over his shoulder right at you. "Have someone ever told you that staring is rude?," Joel asked and then turned his attention back to his leg.

"I am just checking if you don't need a hand," you replied and nuzzled to your pillow. You tried to hide the blush.

"Do I look like I need it? I'd ask for help if I would need one," Joel summed up, ribbing the bandage in half before tying around his leg and hiding the rest in his backpack.

You turned on the other side with a loud gasp. "Like you wish, Joel. Good night."

"Night," he said simply, getting comfortable on the couch. All he used was the pillow you gave him.

The anger raged within you. You couldn't believe that he has simply came to take a nap on your couch.

You grabbed your pillow and got up from bed, you walked on your tiptoes to stand right next to the couch, then you hit him with a pillow. "How could you left without a fucking word, Joel?!"

Joel nearly jumped out of his skin because of this sudden assault from your side. Probably if not the fact he knew where he was and who you were, he would punch back. For sure not with pillow.

"What the fuck, the hell is wrong with you, girl?!," He growled sitting up and turning to you.

You hit him few times with pillow. "You told me you'll come back. You never did! Only now! And only because some time ago I offered you a safe place!," You screamed at him.

He got up from the couch and stood in front of you. Joel was two if not three times your size, he was way bigger than you so disarming you wasn't much of a problem. "Seriously? Pillow? Try harder next time," he muttered and threw the pillow over his shoulder. "I told you I was busy, besides, since when you want me to be around?"

"Since the day we met, eh?," You snarled, and looked him hardly in the eyes. "You good knew that I have a feeling for you, even despite the fact you and Tess...," You gasped. "It's not important now, anymore. It's not important. I'm sorry for my outburst, it shouldn't have happened."

He looked at you with a frown, deeply confused at you confession. You had feelings for him? Was that even possible?

"No, it is important. Explain it now. What me and Tess?," Joel asked. He was curious what he will he hear from you.

You clenched palms in fists. "You and her are a thing, I'm not an idiot. You live together. You have common stuff to which you both are fully committed."

Joel chuckled and shook his head. Everything you just said was a complete nonsense.

"Listen..," he muttered and rubbed bridge of his nose. "Me and Tess, we were never a thing. Not even in the sightless degree. Sure, we worked together and she slept in my flat but that's it. Nothing more, nothing less," Joel explained.

"Yeah, yeah, if you think I'm going to believe this, you're mistaken," you told him, then went to the kitchen to pour yourself a glass of whiskey, but instead of downing the glass, you downed the bottle itself.

Joel rolled his eyes and followed you. He took the bottle out of your hand and put it down on the countertop away from your reach. "And why would I lie to you, Y/N?"

"Because I'm only a colleague of yours, you don't need to tell me the truth," you shrugged.

"Oh, is that so?," He leaned on countertop, looking at you.

Joel did promise to come back to you but he indeed never did. There was few factor that made him stay away. You were younger, less experienced. That meant you deserved some as young as you, someone who isn't as broken as he is. Joel indeed cared about you but what was the point for him. “What If I tell you that you are really mistaken?"

"I don't care anymore," you grabbed the bottle he took away from you and downed it. "I don't care. Past few months have taught me that I can only count on myself, as everyone around is lying on purpose to gain something," you told him and ran fingers through your hair.

"Now I call it bullshit, Y/N. Because if you truly didn't care anymore, you wouldn't try to murder me with a pillow," Joel said crossing arms over his chest. He got a really stupid idea. "Okay, listen. I care about you, I really do... That's why I didn't come," Joel said, facepalming mentally.

You shrugged. "Good to know. After half a year," you went back to the little living room and flopped on the couch, you wiped a drop of whiskey that have left on your lips with the top of palm.

Joel rolled his eyes and joined you. "Well, you weren't much better. Just now I found out you have feelings for me because I really had no idea you were jealous of Tess," he chuckled and poked you on the ribs.

"Don't touch me," you snarled and shifted aside. "You were a dumbass then, how was it possible for you to not realize that I had a feeling for you?," You chuckled on your own words.

"Y/N. I am an old, broken smuggler," he sighed and looked at you. "You know me, you know everything. Can you blame me for this?"

"Yeah, I kinda can," you chuckled coldly and laid head on the pillow you borrowed him. "You might be old but with your age a wisdom should come along."

"Oh, for fuck's sake," Joel rolled his eyes and grabbed your hand to pull you up and onto his laps.

It was a mistake probably and it was wrong. You deserved far more than him but it wasn't a point then. He grabbed the back of your neck tightly and pulled into a kiss only to pull away as soon as he ran out of the air in his lungs. "Will this make us quit this smart talk?"

You licked you lips after the kiss he offered you.

Your heart rate increased, you were taken off your guard by his sudden movement.

Without questioning your own actions anymore, you started kissing him, while rolling your hips a little, to rub your core against his crotch.

He kissed you back, placing hand on your hip while the other moved under your silky nightgown. His rough hand caressed your soft, warm skin.

Soon you were flipped so Joel was hovering over you. His kisses moved down to your neck and even lower, he quickly found himself between your legs.

Joel looked up at you, checking if you didn't change your mind.

You tried to rub thighs together while moaning quietly for him. "And don't try to tell me that you didn't want this before," you whispers and bit your lower lip, observing man's movements. "I've dreamt of it."

Placing your legs on his shoulders Joel moved nightgown up, exposing your belly.

"Well, I can see that just by the fact you're wet already," he hummed before giving your pussy a one big lick, after this he wrapped his lips around your clitoris.

Joel played with your bundle of nerves and soon his thick fingers started to slowly slip inside of you.

You grabbed one of his hands and placed it on your boob. "That's it, handsome. Just keep going," you praised softly and tangled your fingers with his hair.

You rolled hips gently to get a little more friction.

Despite the fact you didn't want to manifest it, he was right; you became wet as soon as you've seen him at your door.

He smiled against your flesh, his fingers slipped inside of you. They moved in fast pace, curling inside of your from time to time while his lips never left your clit. "Come on, princess. Don't hold it back, I know you want go cum."

"I... Want... To... Cum... Around your... Cock," you gasped and cupped his face with both of your hands, rolling hips faster, fucking yourself against his bearded face.

Joel continued to eat you out until he decided it was enough. He moved away only to sit up and removed his shirt along with his pants, he pushed them down enough to free his cock. There was no time for playing around. Joel grabbed your legs and pulled you closer. He took his cock and teased your clit with it. "Are ya still sure about it?"

"Yeah," you murmured, biting your lower lip. You traced your hand right between your thighs to rub your pussy. You were soaking wet, indeed.

"But hands we keep up here," he said and grabbed both of your hand, Joel moved them over your head and kept them there using one of his hands.

He lowered himself and kissed you, pushing his cock deep inside of you without any warning. Joel started to fuck you hard and deep.

You ached your back and wrapped legs around his hips, you did it to deepen his pushes.

His cock stretched you nicely, and you moaned lowly, gasping a little when his tip hit the back of your pussy.

He moved faster, thrusting deeper and deeper with every move. Joel groaned lowly at the nice feeling of your warm walls squeezing his hard cock.

"You like it, huh? Is this what you wanted?," He snarled and his free hand moved between your bodies to pinch your clit before rubbing it in a slow circles.

You closed your eyes, and parted lips, a moan escaped them, and you rolled your hips a little more for Joel.

Joel hummed satisfied, looking down on you. You looked so beautiful, just a whimpering mess under him, just because of him.

He released your hands so he could wrap this arm around your waist to deepen the thrusts as much as possible, Joel moved down to place few kisses and bites on your neck.

Your hands rapidly went to scratch his back where you scratched a little. You loved the way he was hovering over your figure, you felt secured, in his arms you felt like in home.

You let him do whatever he wanted, you felt how desperate he was for your touch as well, but you knew he would never admit it

He hummed nuzzling to your neck, placing few more kisses there. Oh, how he loved the feeling of your small fragile body trapped right under him.

"Come on, princess. I know you want to cum, I can feel it," Joel purred deeply right into your ear.

You nuzzled to his bare, naked chest. You trailed your lips along every scar on his body, you moaned in a rhythm of his thrusts.

But when your climax has came, you remained silent. Only a little gasp of yours and tightening grasp of your legs wrapped around Joel's hips determined the moment you've reached your peak.

Joel gave you few harder thrusts before cumming deep inside of you. "Fuck," he growled and nuzzled to your neck with a happy hum.

He stayed motionless for a moment, trying the gain back the control on his own breath. Suddenly, Joel chuckled, kissing your neck and cheek. "Honestly? I expected more sound from you, princess."

You gasped and blushed oh so hardly, you didn't expect him to be so open. "Joel," you gasped. You blushed harder when you felt how your mixed cums dripped down your thighs when he slipped out of your core.

He hummed and gave one one more teasing thrust before moving up to look at you. "What is it, princess?"

"Don't go... Please, Joel, don't go... Don't leave me... I won't survive..."

He hushed you, pulling out slowly and laying both of you in comfortable position on the small couch. "I ain't going anywhere. Now, try to get some rest, okay?," Joel whispered, kissing your forehead.

"And when I wake up, you'll be still here?," You asked, letting your eyes closed.

"Yeah, I promise. Cross on my heart," he said hugging you tight.

You quickly drifted into sleep, being flanked by a firm grasp of the arms you loved the most.

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The Angel Lost Her Wings ||Rafe Adler x Reader Smut

Summary: What will happen when an innocent girl that wants to have some fun meets a cocky millionaire on her way?

Warnings: Smut!

Words: 3617

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Request by: @grossograsso​

Short dress, stilettos, smoky eyes, straight hair  - you looked like a goddess that evening. You walked into the bar all alone, and immediately few people looked at you, most of guys have been riding your tail, yet you didn't mind it.

You walked to the bartender and ordered whiskey with ice cubes. That evening belonged to you, you felt it in your bones. Unfortunately, there was no one you could lay your glance on.

"Bartender! This drink is on me and make it two," a male voice said.

Rafe visited this bar to take his mind off of treasure hunting and all of this. What was better than a night out in the bar with a drink? Alcohol smoothed all the problems and beautiful ladies helped to relax and relase the tension.

Rafe saw you as soon as you walked in and he knew that you will warm his bed. Sooner or later.

You followed the voice and turned your head to see a well built man of average height and beautiful eyes.

Some unexpected tension has built up within your abdomen. You took a deep sip of your whiskey to distract yourself from glaring at this particular man.

"Well, some 'thank you' would be polite," Rafe said sitting next to you with his glass. "What such a star as you is doing in this place?," He asked before taking a sip of his drink.

"Thank you," it sounded more like a whisper but you shrugged your own tone off. "I'm just chilling, as you can see," you told him. "The real question is what the heir of fortune is doing in such a place," after these words you looked at him.

"Heir of fortune?," Rafe chuckled lowly and shrugged. "Oh, you know. As a heir of fortune I need to relax from time to time. Beautiful company and whiskey are the best ways to do it."

You nodded. "I've seen an interview with you in Forbes lately," you told him and finished your drink. "You must have very interesting life. All the travels you've had, all the places you've been to," you switched a little to face him, crossing legs nicely.

Rafe smiled and nodded. "Oh, yes. It is really interesting I must say, but it can be tiring just as much," he said and offered you his hand. "I am more than sure you know my name but I'd love to know yours."

"Y/N," you said dispassionately. "My name is Y/N."

"It's a pleasure to meet such a charming person as you, Y/N," Rafe said, taking your palm and placing a little kiss on top of it. Just like a real gentleman would.

You were surprised by man's behaviour. He seemed very chivalrous which had deeply touched you. "So you're not only the heir of a great fortune but also a true gentleman," with a little smile dancing in the corners of your lips you gave man a long glance.

"Well, it's kinda programmed in me. Heir of a great fortune needs to behave," Reafe shrugged and ordered two more drinks. He took the glasses and offered you one. "So? Maybe let's drink for this wonderful meeing, and please, call me Rafe."

"Rafe," his name rolled off your lips tenderly. "Rafael Adler," you added and took a glass from him. You took a sip and hummed at the burning taste on your tongue. "To this meeting then," you raised your glass and smiled at him. "When I went out an hour ago I didn't think I'd meet such a big star like you."

"Well, it must be your lucky day too, angel. Also, it's mine lucky day, indeed. I never expected to meet a cute girl in such a place," he chuckled and took sip of his drink. "And I am not a star. I am just rich."

You couldn't help but chuckled softly at his comment. "Whatever you say, dear," you told him and leaned forward a little. You opened your little purse and pulled out a pack of slim cigarettes. You offered him one.

Rafe smiled with a soft frown at your offer. He was in a cheap ass bar that was filled with people who weren't on his level, so he decided to stay withdrawn. "No, thanks, I don't smoke," he lied.

You lit a cigarette and inhaled the smoke, keeping it for a moment in your lungs. "Well," you gave him a look, "So what are you up to now, Mr Adler? Are you seeking another treasure?"

"Yes, actually. I am looking for Avery's treasure and for a nice company," Rafe told you honestly. "But I am more than sure I already found the second one."

You cocked your brow and tilted head a little while sending him an innocent grin. "Oh, did you? Mmmm, I bet she needs to be very fancy if she's gotten your eye."

Rafe hummed wrapping arm around your waist. He placed his hand on your thigh, playing with the fabric of your dress. "Oh, yes, she indeed is a very fancy lady," he smiled at you.

You wrapped arm around his neck and let a quiet hum of appreciation. Oh, he was spinning your head round! "Do you tell this to every girl? To make her land in your bedroom?," You scratched his neck with your nails gently.

Rafe laughed and shook his head. "Not really. You know me, I don't have time to fuck around. So only special girls hear this," he hummed, enjoying the feeling of your nails on his neck.

Your nails aggravated his skin for a longer while. "To fuck around, you say? I never would've pegged you for a womaniser type," you made a little fun of his words while exhaling the smoke right into his face.

"Because most of girls follow me because of the money and I can tell you are more than that," Rafe shrugged and gently touched your cheek, his thumb slowly caressed your soft skin.

You placed your palm on top of his and brushed your lips against his thumb, only to suck on it briefly. With a cocky smirk on your lips, you looked him in the eyes.

Rafe's smile grew when he watched you. "Yeah, you definietly are different," he cupped your cheek, moving closer to you. His lips hovered over yours. "Maybe I should take it to a nicer place than this ugly bar, huh?"

You brushed your lips against his cheek and moved forward to reach man's temple. There, you placed a little kiss and moved to his neck where you teased his pulse point with the tip of your tongue.

You didn't care that few people were watching the two of you with consternation and undoubted interest.

"Oh, you are the frisky one, huh, angel? Naughty girl that doesn't care about people watching?," Rafe asked, looking around a little. It all was much easier than he though.

You took a hold of his face by holding his chin and french kissed him, humming softly. After that, you got up from your spot, smoothening your dress.

Rafe watched you, licking his lips. He quickly finished his drink and moved from his bar stool. Wrapping his arm tightly around your waist, he whispered into your ear. "You are coming with me."

Rafe was more than sure that he won't be able to drive either because of an arousal and  alcohol.

One of many perks of being rich was chauffeur. Rafe walked to a huge, almost limousine-like car and opened back door, gesturing at you. "After you, angel."

You got into the car and took a comfortable place, crossing legs and putting your purse next to you. You waited politely for him to join you. You were already hot and all this thanks to this dangerously handsome devil.

Rafe joined you soon. "Maybe I should open a window for you, beautiful. You look hot in here," he joked softly and looked at the driver trough the little window. "Take us home. Tonight our lady choosed bed with breakfast."

The car drove off and Rafe reached into the little bar to pull out a bottle of expensive champagne.

You smiled at him innocently, just like you did in the pub. "I think I should pass," you told him, resting your head on a headrest. "How it is? To be a wealthy man?"

Rafe opened the bottle and simply took a big sip. "No drink, no answers, angel. We are having fun so let's really go for it," he stated offering you a bottle.

With hesitation written on your face you accepted the bottle however and took a sip. The champagne tasted amazingly good, the little bubbling on your tongue felt nice and refreshing. "Maybe let's play a game," you offered.

Rafe watched you, taking in every inch of your body. He hummed, nodding his head. "Okay, let's play."

"Truth or dare?," You dropped the simple question.

Rafe thought for a longer moment before smiling at you. "Truth."

"Is it true that you have collaborated with Samuel Drake?"

"I did. Sadly he is no longer among us. Great lose," Rafe said, taking the bottle from you to take a big sip. "Truth or dare."

"Truth."

"Just so I know with what am I dealing. Bush or clean shaved?," He asked sending you a nasty grin.

You couldn't help but blushed. "Clean shaved of course," you replied nonchalantly. "Truth or dare?"

Rafe laughed at your blush. "I need to make you blush whole night. You look cuter then, and truth."

"Is it truth what they say?," You asked innocently. "That you have had more girls than found treasures?"

Rafe almost choked with champagne he was drinking. "Oh fuck, no. Of course not," he shook his head while giving you the bottle.

You took a deep gulp and smiled at him while handing him the bottle back.

"Truth or dare?," Rafe asked simply.

"Dare."

"Suck my cock," Rafe ordered while playing with the bottle in his hands.

You ran the tip of your tongue along your upper lip and sent him a grin. "You're not fooling around, huh? You're simply getting to main things," you admitted and moved to take a place right next to him. Your palm was placed on his crotch and you massaged him there. Then, with your skilled fingers you undone his belt and fly and slipped hand within his pants to free his already hard cock out.

Rafe looked at you and shrugged. "No, main thing is your sweet little cunt. This is just a foreplay, angel. Get to work," he ordered.

You leaned down and wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock. You worked your tongue while moving your head down, taking his entire shaft into your mouth, almost gagging yourself. You bobbed your head back and forth, also pumping your hand around his shaft.

Rafe groaned and let his head roll back, enjoying the feeling of your lips around him. Despite the nice feeling, it quickly got boring, so he grabbed your hair tightly to keep you still and started to thrust his hips.

You moaned loudly at sudden contact but when he started fucking your mouth, you let him do that. You kept groaning to send some vibes to his cock. Also, you massaged his balls through his pants while still bobbing your head. You were working your tongue around his shaft, your saliva mixed with his precum was leaking down his cock, making the fabric of his pants wet.

"So you like having your throat fucked, huh?," He asked with a smile, making sure to push himself even deeper. "Guess I met a whore, not an angel."

You sucked him hardly, and when finally you managed to free yourself from his grasp, you spat on his tip and spread your saliva along his cock. "You met a girl that likes sex, that's all," you told him while jerking on his shaft until he throbbed and cum in your hand.

Rafe took a deep breatch and looked at you with smile, humming and nodding. "More like a girl who likes to stain my cock with her lipstick," he chuckled, running his hand trough your slightly messy hair. "But I need to admit, you are good at this."

"Been learning from the best," you replied and licked his cum off your lips. "Truth or dare?"

Rafe didn't bother to improve his pants and he wasn't going to give you any satisfaction, too. "Truth," he said, relaxing on his seat.

"Are you attracted to me?," You asked simply.

"Yes, I am attracted to you. You wouldn't be here if I wasn't attracted," Rafe said honestly. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

Rafe looked at you, thinking for a longer moment before sending you smile. He could tease you a little. "You want to feel my cock fucking your sweet, little pussy?"

You blushed and took a lock of your hair behind your ear. "Yes," you told him openly. You put hand to his upper thigh and leaned to him, just to brush your cheek against his slightly bearded one. "I want you to fuck this little cunt that was never touched by anyone before. Truth or dare?"

"Oh, well, well, well, I have sweet virgin here," he stated, pulling you on his lap. Rafe's arm wrapped around your waist, securing you in place. "I would never say that about you. Especialy after stuff you said and did. Virgin in those time? I was lucky enough to find a valuable treasure and it's all mine. Truth."

"How many girls have you had?," You asked and traced your fingertips along his cheeks. He smelled so good, his cologne had to be a mix of mush, cedar and mint.

"A few, angel," he shrugged, telling you the truth, in some way.

The car stopped and Rafe kissed your cheek. "The game time is over. Time to have a real fun."

Adler wasted no time. He left the car with you still in his arms, he wasn't doing it for the first time.

Rafe's mansion was huge, with a beautiful garden surrounding it. Man took you inside and immediately pressed you to wall right next the door.

You groaned lightly at sudden action of his. Your arms wrapped around his waist and rested on his back where you stroked him slowly. "Hi there," you whispered and rolled head aside to provide him with better access to your neck.

"Less talking, more doing," Rafe laid you on the floor, still trapping you between his arms. "Undress. Now."

Looking him in the eyes, you moved up a little to reach your back where the zipper of your dress was placed. You unzipped it and slipped the dress off your arms. Then, you moved your hips up and tugged the dress down, throwing it aside. Still wearing underwear, you reached his face and kissed his jaw gently, while unclasping your bra. You took it off and slipped your panties off as well, obeying his order happily.

Rafe took off his shirt and threw it somewhere on the floor. He was tired of playing with you; you had a nice ass and boobs, but he already wasted so much time on you.

"Now, we will really play, angel. I am done with waiting," Adler groaned, removing his pants along with the boxers. Picking you up a little, he gave you a nasty smile, moving tip of his erected cock trough your soaked pussy. Without unnecessary words nor warning, he pushed roughly in you.

You closed your eyes shut and kept your breath in as he thrusted into you. Even though you were soaking wet for him, it hurt like hell when he roamed inside with his hard shaft. Finally, you gasped lightly and rolled head back resting it on the wooden floor. You parted your legs a little only to wrap them around his hips, deepening his thrusts.

Rafe didn't intend to go east with you, even if this was your first time. He didn't care much about this fact, his own pleasure was more important for him; you only made him waiting longer than it was neccessery. Rafe's hand wrapped around your throat. "I want to hear you."

You were trying to relax muscles of your pussy but it was so hard to do with his cock in. When he wrapped his palm around your throat and when his fingers burnt on your skin, you gasped for him and moaned loudly, his name was the only thing to roll from your parted lips. "It hurts, Rafe," you gasped a little yet your hand moved to cup his nape where you scratched him.

"Good, this means I am doing this right, angel," he growled making sure to give you even stronger and hursher thrust than before. "There is no pleasure without some dose of pain. Today you will learn a lesson," Rafe hummed, squezzing your throat a little harder.

He moved away just a little to focus on movements of his his and the beautiful view of his cock sliding in and out of you, glistening from your juices.

You felt na urge of crying yet you managed to cool down a bit. You were gasping for air feeling the knot building up within your abdomen. Desire overwhelmed you; your blood circulated faster, rustling in your ears.

There was a moment when his cock buried deep enough in your pussy with such a rapid thrust that it made your hymen to break finally; thanks to this your muscles relaxed enough to let him slip in you fully. You kissed his jaw again and moaned his name; it became different this way and the sexual intercourse turned out to be pleasant, feeling your womb with wetness and heat like never before. "Oh, God...," You mumbled softly and let your hand slip between your bodies so you could rub little circles around your pussy.

He grabbed your hand tightly and moving it away. "Oh no, angel. Want this hand to stay in one piece? You rather keep it away," Rafe ordered and started to circle your clit with his skilled fingers. The faster he went, the tighter his grasp on your throat became.

Moaning, groaning and screaming his name, you started to roll hips for him, you just desperately wanted to meet his thrusts and to gain some friction, the pleasure was almost unbearable. "Fuck me, oh God, it feels so good...!," You cried out and dutifully moved your hand away, resting it on his forearm like you'd be securing yourself from falling into an invisible hole.

"You see? I told you. Now, be a good girl and don't hold it. Cum for me, Y/N," Rafe growled, giving you particularly violent thrust, also not stopping with your clit abuse.

You wrapped arms around his neck and legs around his hips. His thrusts deepened and you rolled head back, screaming his name loudly. "Oh, Rafe!" Your pussy was clenching rhythmically around his shaft and that feeling sent you on the edge. You arched your back and moaned loudly as your body shivered when you cum around his dick still buried within your cunt. Your thick juices poured down on his throbbing member, covering him in hotness.

"Good, you can be useful," he muttered and nuzzled to your neck, soon he cum with a loud growl. Rafe filled you up with his warm semen, he looked down at you, improving his messy hair. "That was nice," he informed and pulled out of you. He wiped the drop of his cum that formed at his tip before getting up to his feet.

After puting his boxers on, he grabbed his jeans and pulled out the phone. With a frown he looked dowm at shining screen and let out a deep sigh. "Listen now, I have stuff to do. You can stay or leave, I don't really care. My servants will help you if you need assist," Adler informed you, still looking at the phone.

You hung your mouth open; it was definitely not what you had expected. "Uhm," you gasped and closed your parted lips. The awful feeling of being used overwhelmed you and occupied your mind. "I...," You tried to form a sentence yet wasn't able to.

As quickly as it was possible, you got dressed. Even if you were embarrassed to the brim, you didn't want to manifest it in any way.

Rafe rolled his eyes. "Always so dramatic, you women are impossible sometimes. It was so nice to make the angel lost her wings though," he hummed lowly and moved a little closer to grab your chin to steal a little kiss from your lips. "Like I said, my servants can take you to guest room or my driver can take you home."

You let him kiss your lips yet this time you didn't give the kiss back to him. With melancholic smile on your face, you shook head briefly. "I can find the way out, thank you."

"Suit up then," Rafe smirked wryly and walked away, returing to his phone.

You moved your glance after him and your heart skipped a beat when you heard him answering the phone with hi, no, it's nothing important, was busy with work.

You wanted to scream, you wanted to rip both his heart and dick off.

You walked to the huge door and opened them, walking out of the mansion. You closer the door behind you and leaned your back against them, rolling head back to rest it on the door as well. "Fuck," you cursed quietly letting a single tear to roll down your cheek. "What the fuck have I done?"

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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...?

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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Trouble With Double || Sam Drake x Reader x Nathan Drake Smut

Summary: Choosing one of the brothers is a difficult choice. So why not choose both?

Warnings: Smut!

Words: 2350

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Request by: @drakesfortuneseeker​​

You came to the bar along your boyfriend. Well, ex-boyfriend now.  

He was mean as always, putting you on display only. You were a toy to him, but you were clenching your teeth and tried not to complain. Yet, he had crossed the line this time when he started struggling with you for not giving him all of your attention. After a huge argument, you left the lodge, your ex-boyfriend and his already drunk friends and walked right to the bar; all you needed was a drink.

Why didn't you tell him that you're leaving with the men that you met at the bar that you already like 20 times more than him? Because you found it unnecessary. He was done to you.

And the best pick-up line was a tight dress, which you wore that evening.

You met two men at the bar; they claimed to be brothers. Taking fact you were bored and slightly drunk, you started flirting with them, and you didn't even realize when the three of you had left the pub.

"So," Sam hummed wrapping his arm around your waist pulling you closer to his side. "I would suggest for us to go visit my place. I have a nice, big bed, perfect for a queen like you," the older brother purred into your ear.

"Yea, sure. The bed with a mess and cigarettes scent filling the room,” the younger brother laughed. "I have a nice, cozy flat. We can go there," Nathan hummed.

Boys were back from really hard journey. They wanted to relax and have some fun, so it was normal that when the said fun was stuck between them, they were going to fight over it.

"Oh, so now I'm a queen instead of a doll, huh?," You teased, slipping hands into man's thick, brownish hair.

His grasp on your waist tightened but you didn't mind.

You looked at younger man who you were holding hands with. "Where's your flat, handsome? I suggest us to go to the place which is closer."

"You are both, a doll and a queen. You are everything," Sam hummed pulling out the pack of the cigarettes. The older Drake growled annoyed at your idea with the closer flat when the younger man laughed loudly.

"Well than! We go to my flat," Nathan said proudly when Sam rolled his eyes, letting out some smoke trough his nose.

You squeezed Nathan's hand and slipped out of Sam's embrace. You hugged to Nathan's side and slipped your hand right into back pocket of his jeans, squeezing his ass.

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Soon, the three of you got to a Nathan’s place. It was a cozy flat indeed. All clean and ready for any kind of visitors.

"Looks like a your wife cleaned it well, Nate," Sam said walking inside; his brother wasn't married but at this point the older Drake was ready to do whatever he could to get your attention.

The younger Drake frowned. "Someone is jealous,” he almost sang.

"Boys," you chuckled as soon as you entered the flat and out your purse on the hanger. "Don't need to be jealous, you're brothers after all, so I bet you know how to share," with a cocky smile on your red lips, you dropped your leather jacket down, to the floor.

Sam blinked and laughed. "Share? With him? Doll, my brother is so innocent that I bet he doesn't know what to put where and I am not in the mood for the talk about bees and flowers," older brother shrugged.

"Oh, shut up! You were in the prison for so long that for sure you forgot where the pussy is!," Nathan barked, pointing at Sam.

"Oh, I can show you some of your own teeth, smartass," Sam growled at Nate.

Two drunk men and a beautiful lady wasn't a good mix. Both boys wanted to have your full attention.

You observed their little argument, smirking; the fight over your attention made you felt special for the very first time in a great while.

You simply entered the living room you found on the right side of flat. "Guys. If you're going to argue some more, I'm afraid I'll have to play with myself on my own!"

Both men looked at each other and huffed angrily. Nate and Sam wanted your attention, so if there was no other way, they indeed would have to share.

"Well... If you put stuff this way, doll. We'll share," Sam chuckled moving closer to you.

"But only if you drop a bit more than just a plane jacket," Nathan hummed following his brother.

Furrowing  your brows and curling lips in a wry grin, you walked to older man and grabbed hems of his jeans jacket, pulling him into a deep kiss. He tasted like beer and cigarettes, and you had to admit you loved it.

Soon, you broke the kiss to grab his palm and pull him behind you, right to the couch. You pressed on man's chest, forcing him to sit down.

Then, you tilted head and approached younger Drake. You wrapped arms tightly around his neck, slowly kissing his jaw line. The strong scent of his cologne hit your nostrils, and you hummed.

Nathan laughed softly and looked at you. "Enjoying yourself? I want to remind you that there are two of us, sweetheart."

Sam got comfortable on the couch, licking his lips and enjoying the little show. "Exactly and the time we spent in the bar was enough for us. We are honestly tired of waiting."

You kissed Nathan's lips slowly, gently biting his lower lip in the end.

After that you moved away and dropped your high heels off your feet. Then, you reached to your back where the zipper of your dress was located and you unzipped it slowly, licking your lips with a tip of your tongue.

Nathan walked to you from behind and pulled your hands away from to zipper. He took it in his hands and unzipped the dress, quickly pulling it down your body.

"Well, like I said we are getting bored of waiting, doll. If we would need a tease, we would pay for the whore to serve us," Sam explained and got up from the couch. He walked closer, admiring your body.

You leant your back against Nathan's chest, still covered beneath a fitted, blue t-shirt. You licked your lips and smiled at older man, pushing your hips forward to him. "I'm not teasing, at all," you mumbled quietly. "I just like when men are getting all hot for something," you grabbed Sam's hand and pulled him closer, locking his mouth with yours.

Sam kissed you back and slipped his tongue past your lips, deepening the kiss pretty quickly. His tongue dominated yours easily.

Nathan kissed your neck and shoulder as both of his hands moved under your lacy panties to cup your heat.

You hummed in the kiss with Sam as you felt other man's fingers playing with your clit. The sensation built within your abdomen was unbearable; you got pretty wet already. Pressing your butt to Nathan's crotch, you hummed again as a bulge could be easily sensed, even through material of his jeans.

Your hands moved down Sam's chest to rest in his belt. With skilled fingers you unblocked it.

Sam looked at you with smile. "Good girl, pay equal attention to us or your will have to play with yourself alone,” he warned.

“We are more than sure you do not want us to only watch you," Nathan said with smile.

You turned your head to Nathan and kissed him while one of your hands was placed right onto the bulge built within his jeans. You hummed at the kiss, then turned to kiss Sam.

You unzipped Sam's fly, and turned to do the same with Nathan's pants.

When you were done, Sam gently pushed you down to your knees. "Don't play around," he said pushing his pants down together with his boxers.

Nathan removed his pants and boxers as well.

You looked up at Sam at first, then you moved glance to Nathan, smiling innocently.

A quick look at their manhood and you already knew Sam will not enter you as easily as Nathan will.

You grabbed both cocks, and gave them few strokes. At first, you wrapped lips around Nathan's shaft.

Nathan moaned softly. "Oh fuck, just like that. Oh, these lips of yours feel so good around me. I hope your pussy will be just as good," he hummed.

Samuel only chuckled, pulling your hair in a ponytail. He held them like this tightly in his hand, pulling on them a little.

You hummed deeply as Sam caught your hair.

Nathan's cock slipped out of your mouth with loud, wet noise. You took a moment to kiss his tip, then your attention went fully to older man. Tip of your tongue touched his tip, and shortly after you bobbed your head back and forth, sucking on his cock. Meantime, of course, your other hand was jerking Nathan a little.

Sam groaned and hummed happily, enjoying the feeling of your lips around his cock. He used the opportunity and started to thrust his hips, pushing his member further down your throat. "Let's see how much you can take."

You relaxed your throat and jerked Nathan harder, swallowing entire cock of Sam, gagging yourself a little bit. Then, you pulled it out of your mouth and sucked younger Drake some more, deep-throating him as well.

Nathan moaned. "Fuck, if you keep doing this I will fill this pretty mouth of yours with my cum," he hummed.

"We do not want that. Not yet. Come here," Sam pulled you away from Nate and picked you up, looking at you. "So, now it's up to you. Who gets the front and who gets the trunk?," He joked, squeezing your ass.

You licked your lips and kissed him, sucking on his lower lip. "I want you to get the pussy," you informed him, almost moaning. "But I don't know if this..," you touched his shaft with your fingers, "… will fit in. I'm pretty tight."

"I can see you take the best stuff, girl," Sam hummed and kissed your cheek gently. "Don't worry about that. I bet that this tight pussy of yours got wet enough for my cock to slip in and... A little bit o stretching won't hurt that much."

Nathan rolled his eyes. "She is worried about her pussy. What about this ass?," He said, rubbing your back. "Bet it's tight as well."

You looked at Nathan above your shoulder and blushed. "Apparently I prefer anal sex and I've done this few times before, so, you know," you winked at him and undone clasps of your bra, taking it off.

Nathan chuckled and spat on his hand to make his cock nice and slick. "You prefer anal, huh? We'll see about that," he said, moving closer.

"We will see how you can handle two man, fucking you nicely," Sam commented and set you down for a moment to remove your panties. Soon, you were pressed between two men.

"Ready?," The older one asked.

"From the day I was born," you replied and kissed his jaw. You slowly straddled man's lap and lowered yourself on his cock.

It took a second or two before his cock started to slide in your wetness. You rolled head back, moaning.

Sam smiled watching how nicely his cock moved in and out of you. "Ha, ya see, it wasn’t that bad, now it will get fun, love," his hand moved down your belly until it reached your clit.

"Yes, it will," Nathan hummed, pressing the tip of his cock to your second hole. Soon, he was pushing slowly in, inch by inch.

You pressed your boobs to Sam's chest and let him take over control. As soon as Nathan entered you, you moaned loudly, the pleasure was almost unbearable. You parted lips and gasped loudly. "Fuck!," You grunted quietly.

Both men started to move slowly. Sam's fingers kept dancing in your clit while Nathan's hands cupped your tits to play with your nipples.

Gasping quietly, you turned your head to Nathan and begged him to place a kiss to your lips. When he did, you hummed happily and tried to roll your hips for them.

Men started to move a little faster as soon as you relaxed a little bit. "No need to be so quiet."

"We want to hear you, doll," Sam said giving you a stronger push to earn the whimper of you.

You gasped loudly and clenched hands in fists on the sheets you were supporting yourself on. "Harder, harder!," You begged and a single tear strolled down your cheek as your pussy started clenching around Sam.

"You heard her. Move that ass, Nathan. Don't make the lady wait," Sam muttered.

"Shut up," Nathan barked back and both men granted your wish.

Soon, your pussy squeezed Sam that tight that he could move back of you. You rolled head back, and asked Nathan to kiss you. As he did, you cum around Sam's cock.

Both man followed you shortly. They filled your both holes to the brim with their warm cum.

"Fuck...," Nathan muttered, nuzzling to your neck. "Fuck indeed," Sam chuckled, placing kisses on your chest.

You chuckled and your hand traveled to Nathan's neck where you stroked him. A little kiss was then placed to Sam's cheek. "Thank you, boys, it was fucking amazing," you informed them.

"Thanks to you and your amazing pussy," Sam breathed out. "And that ass," Nathan added quickly. "So? What now? Do you wanna stay for tonight?," Younger brother asked.

As you got off Sam's lap, you turned around and nuzzled to Nathan. "With a pleasure, Nate," you whispered into his ear.

Sam smiled and quickly found his pants. He pulled out the pack of cigarettes and the lighter. "I will go to the window to smoke. I don't want to irritate your little nose, brother," Sam joked.

"Bite me," Nathan said, hugging you.

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Little Talk || Sam Drake x Reader Drabble

Words: 891

Summary: just a little teasing that happens between Sam & you after failed mission in old temple

Authors: Cass & Bear

You groaned loudly flopping down on the bed in the hotel room that you and Sam shared.

Your body ached with the slightest move, all thanks to many scratches that you've earned while climbing some pretty sharp rocks, not to mention the gun wound that nicely decorated your leg.

It had to be an easy job, some old temple. Everything was fine until a group of mercenaries wanted to get there too, just to get whatever was there and get se cash after selling it on the market. Of course, you and Sam were a simple obstacle.

The whole action would go perfectly if not the lack of knowledge from your opponents, thanks to them the whole temple had collapsed.

You were believing that it was all your fault. You getting shot had only slowed Sam down.

Pulling the pillow closer you growled into it loudly. "I fucked up, Sam!"

He threw you a short glance as he stepped inside the room, closing door right behind him.

"How many times I have to remind you it was none of your fault, huh?," he asked angrily and shook head slightly. "There was no other way out and we were trapped, it could have been me," he sat on the windowsill and lit a cigarette.

You let out a sigh and looked at him. "If I wouldn't get shot, you wouldn't have to stop to help me and we would get out fast enough," explaining you nuzzled to your pillow but soon you got up from bed to slowly walk up to him. "Give me one," you said and sat next to him.

"Are ya kiddin' me, kiddo?," Sam chuckled and ruffled your bangs. "Ain't you too young to taste the cigarette?," he teased but offered you a pack.

You rolled your eyes taking the cigarette and putting it between your lips, smiling at him. "Aren't you too old to follow me around, oldie? I live in continuous fear that people will take you for my father," you teased, snatching the lighter from him to lit a cigarette.

"I still feel bad about failing this job."

He choked himself at your comment and turned head to peek outside the window only to hide his blush.

"I told you, it wasn't your fault so stop thinking about it."

You laughed taking a drag of the cig, watching his reaction.

"You see? I can bite back, Drake," letting out a sigh you looked out of the window.

"Come on, how can I not? We were so close! A few steps away from the treasure, actually."

"And what it'll give you to be worried about thing that we both fucked up?"

"Maybe my leg will hurt less," you hummed and laughed softly. "So? Where to next, boss?," You asked, taking one more drag of your cigarette with a smile on your lips.

"Let's think," he hummed in response. "We can't go back south due to certain situation and fact that we have been seen," Sam stated and hummed in thoughtfulness.

"That's true," you nodded and opened the window enough to throw the end of the cig away.

"Maybe time for a break, just a little one. You always told me that your little brother has a nice house somewhere. I mean, look at you," you said and touched his cheek that was scratched.

"You don't look better than me, I mean. You have one bullet wound less."

"Did you just say that my look is making me less crushable?," Samuel asked and cocked his brew.

You rolled your eyes and laughed, resting your forehead on his shoulder. "No, I didn't say that. I just said you look like a mess. Hot mess but still a mess," explaining this you put your cheek on his shoulder to look at him.

He glared down on you with his eyebrow still cocked.

"You're the pain in the ass, you know this?," he asked.

You giggled and gently kissed his inked neck.

"I know but you still love me, Sammyboy. So, what do you say? Month free from work so we can recover, if not then you will have to carry me everywhere because my leg hurt so much," you said and faked a whimper full of pain and suffering.

"Like I'd care if you are whimpering. If I'd, I'd be gone long time ago because you whimper constantly," he told you and grabbed your arm to pull you closer. "Especially during nights."

You gigled and setteled yourself on his lap, wrapping arm around his neck. "Those whimpers are your favourite after all, Samuel," you teased.

“You know, I've heard some better," he teased back.

You gasped and slapped his shoulder, quickly getting off his lap. "You sleep on the floor, Drake," you informed him with a frown before returning to your spot on the bed.

"Okay, at least I'll massage my back," he joked and got off the windowsill to approach you. Sam's hand slipped in your hair and he massaged your scalp.

You hummed and purred at his touch like a happy kitten. "You see... I take good care of you and your body, old man."

Sam nodded briefly.

"You do. But for now," he poked your shoulder, "I'm taking the bathroom! I need shower!"

You immediately sat up.

"Oh, no, you don't! You spend hours in shower!"

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