Fuck Me || James Delaney X Reader Smut Drabble

Fuck Me || James Delaney x Reader smut drabble

Summary: Just a brief smut between James & Reader.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex

Words: 897

Requests: @sebstan-is-bae & @sebastianowelove​

Author: Rouge

His hot breath bathed the back of your neck, and his deep gruff voice came out in a harsh whisper. "Sit down". You complied without a second thought, even though only two words were spoken your thighs were already slick. It’s amazing how his voice, when commanding, turned you on with such force. You rubbed your thighs together slowly on the chair, hoping James won't notice your small act of disobedience. However, you were not that lucky, his hand quickly caught a tuft of your hair, and he pulled back drawing a yelp out of your mouth.

James clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. "This will not due, two acts of rebelliousness already." James’ hand loosened from your hair and you bit inner side of cheek knowing he will devise a punishment that will deepen your submissiveness further. You knew that he owed you and you were nothing more than mere property. In order for this relationship to work smoothly you must have fully submitted not only in acts, but in mind too. You must have understood that James Delaney’s desires came before your own. Whatever sadistic need he had is my command, you must have fulfilled without hesitation. “Now, show me, how good girl you can be, Y/N,” he said firmly, his eyes on your features as you spread legs for him. A smile crept onto his rough lips as he reached beneath your dress, pulling a panties down your legs.

You let a little moan through your parted lips, your head rolled back a bit, revealing your neck for him to kiss. The touch of his bearded cheek already sent you on cloud nine.

As soon as your panties were tossed aside, James unbuckled his leather belt and pulled his pants down, his cock stood proudly when it was freed.

You licked your lips, your eyes on him as you went down on your knees. Few licks to his tip were only a beginning. You caught his shaft and pulled it to his lower stomach, teasing main vain with tip of your tongue.

James let out a shaky breath, his hands were slipped in your hair at that point. “Mmm, yeah, just like that, you bloody slut,” you grunted in his husky voice.

Soft hum escaped your mouth, sending that much needed vibrations to his length. James started to moving his hips back and forth, looking down at you. Oh, how much he adored you down there, just were your place was.

You sucked his tip, then spat on his cock, only to slip him back down your throat, humming happily around him.

James grabbed your head and kept it in place while he bucked his hips in a rough pace. His breath increased, he was grunting loudly at that point, and you felt how his cock started throbbing. You knew he was close already. When he pulled out, you simply laid down on the couch, your legs parted in a welcoming gesture. “Fuck me,” you whined, giving your clitoris a brief rub.

Delaney placed himself between your legs and simply pushed his cock in your already dripping cunt, James grunted and cursed at how tight you were just for him.

Your arms were wrapped around him, one around neck and other around his muscular waist. “Oh, bloody heck, yes, just like that, fuck!,” you were moaning right into his ear. “I want you to tear me fucking apart, I need your fucking cock to stretch me.”

“You like it, don’t you, my little, naughty whore?,” James asked in deep voice of his, his hips stuttered few times as he was nearing his orgasm.

Man cupped your breasts and squeezed them tightly, making you whimper his name loudly.

He bucked his hips into you, the pace was rough and unbearable for you anymore, so you screamed his name from top of your lungs, your nails dragged in his back, leaving bloody marks. You rolled head back and immediately, James attacked your exposed neck, leaving hickeys wherever he could.

Soon, he cum being buried in your pussy, filling you with his warm semen to the brim.

You moaned his name for the last time and let him lay down on you, pinning you to the couch with his weight.

You were tangled like that for few minutes, only then he pulled his cock out of your core, his seed and your juices mixed together dripped down your thighs when you got up, stretching hems of your dress.

“Next week as well?,” you asked, putting innocent smile on your face.

He improved his pants and zipped fly, then put his high hat on head, not even bothering himself with looking at you. “Yes,” he replied, “as usual.”

After these words he left the room, leaving you alone.

You walked to the window and peeked out to watch him walk to his horse and getting on its back, then riding away. You stayed like that until he’s gone out of your sight range.

You let a deep sigh and shook your head.

Though he was an arsehole to many people and you as well, you loved him. Even when he was with you only once per week. Even when he treated you wrongly many times. Even when you knew he was with Zilpha. You didn’t care though once per week he was your James Delaney.

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Holding Out For a Lover || Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff Smut

Summary: It's been a while since Natasha and Steve talked for the last time. One night, when flashbacks are hunting her, she's happy to find out that she has an unexpected visitor.

Warnings: unprotected smut

Words: 1521

Author: Rouge

A/N: This story was written for @pparkerwrites’ 5k celebration writing challenge. My prompt was "Still remember how I like my coffee, huh?" Thank you very much for letting me participate in your challenge, I hope you'll enjoy my work :)

They say once you have mastered being alone, you are ready for the company of others, that doesn't make it easy though.

 When everyone's life journey separated from her own, when the only heart beating in this house belonged to her, it wasn't something most could take.

 For the first time in her life, she found herself alone. A huddled heap of ripped jeans and torn coats, she sat alone and utterly terrified in the darkness. It was like that since months. Thanos came and wiped half of living beings within a snap of his disgusting purple fingers.

 When she heard knocking to the door, she frowned. She wasn't expecting any visitors, yet she decided to check who was it.

 Natasha put black, satin nightgown on her shoulders and went to the front door. She opened them and peeked on the corridor.

 It was no one else but Steve.

He was casually leaning his side against wall next to the wooden door of her apartment.

 "Steve?," Natasha whispered cocking her brow. "What are you doing here? It's middle of the night after all."

 Cheesy smile crept into his smooth lips as he rubbed his chin. "May I come in?," he asked simply.

 Natasha hesitated for a second but eventually shifted aside to make a room for him to step in.

When he did, she made sure to lock the door with a deadbolt.

 Steve followed her to a living room.

 "So? I guess it's too late for you to make a laundry," Natasha sent him a brief smile taking a seat in her favourite armchair and pointing couch to him.

 Steve smiled, yet his eyes remained sad.

"Apparently no, it wasn't my purpose," he said. "I missed you and I think it's a good reason to meet with a friend."

 Natasha shook her head slightly, tilting it a bit with her big eyes watching him carefully.

 Steve was downcasted since the entire action with Thanos happened. But almost 5 years have passed and Natasha still hoped he'll eventually return to a good condition.

And that night, he simply came to visit her. She had to admit it surprised her though it's been a while since they both talked for the last time.

 "That's a good purpose though," she smiled at him. "Something to drink? Vodka maybe? I won't lie, in our position this is the last thing that helps me forget... Even if it's only for an hour or so," Natasha knew she could tell him everything.

 Steve sighed. "Alcohol is not a solution, Tasha. No. Thanks. I had it too much in last week. How about coffee?"

 She got up and nodded. "Wait. I'll make you one."

 In the kitchen she let out a sigh. She was happy that she had an opportunity to speak up her mind. Yet she cut herself out from others. But Steve was not like them...

Unfortunately, everything between them has changed almost month ago, when after a casually meeting of Avengers, they ended up in bed together.

 She came back to the room handling him a cup filled with black, strong coffee. Without sugar. Just like he preferred the most.

 “Still remember how I like my coffee, huh?," Steve asked softly taking a sip of hot liquid.

 She nodded, this time she took a seat right next to him on the couch.

Natasha loved his eyes. From them came an intensity, an honesty, a gentleness. Perhaps this was what was meant by a gentleman, not one of weakness or trite politeness, but one of great spirit and noble ways.

 "I happen to remember," she whispered putting head onto his shoulder.

 He out the mug down onto wooden coffee table that stand in front of couch. Steve wrapped arm around her waist, pulling her into a tight hug. "It's gonna be okay, I promise," Rogers whispered into her ear.

 "Steve, please, don't make promises you can't keep," Natasha smiled at him weakly.

 Man brushed his thumb over her cheek. "We gotta live. You. Me. We all gotta live. Unless until we won't find a way to bring them back, sugar."

 She smiled sadly. She secretly loved when he called her sweet nicknames. Natasha moved her head up a bit to look him right into blue eyes. She parted her lips when he shifted slightly and leant down to kiss her.

Familiar tingling in her lower belly made her wanting more.

She let him kiss her however he wanted. Soon, her arm was wrapped around his strong neck as she pulled him closer to deepen the kisses.

 When he finally broke the kiss to gasp for air, Natasha cocked her brow with a mischievous smirk on her lips. "So I bet this is what you came for, huh?"

 She knew she got him as soon as blush hit his cheeks.

 Steve rubbed back of his head chuckling softly. "Well... What can I say? You know I like you very much. And last time was good, wasn't it?"

 Natasha laughed deeply. "Oh, yeah, it was, Steve. Especially when you got me kinda drunk. I'm not the Super Soldier after all," she shrugged cocking her brows at him.

 Steve licked his lips with his eyes on her. "I told you to stop but you said that if alcohol is free, then "you're gonna get drunk as fuck", Tasha."

 "Language," she couldn't help but giggled softly. "Your lines are far too cheesy, Cap."

 Without unnecessary words she straddled his lap and kissed him viciously, biting his lower lip as she sucked it into her own mouth.

 Steve gasped and narrowed his brows but soon his large palms were placed on her butt.

 Natasha unbuttoned his shirt slowly, placing little kisses to his sharp jawline. "You like it, don't ya?"

 Steve nodded eagerly looking at her from under his long lashes. He gave her butt a proper squeeze and little spank, Natasha moaned into his lips as they were kissing. Her hand stroked over bulge in his jeans. She gave him a look and undone his leather belt and unzipped the fly to slip hand beneath his pants.

 He gasped through parted lips while her fingers wrapped tightly around his squishy length. He tightened the grasp over her waist to pull her closer.

She pumped her hand few times and smiled a bit when she felt how hard he had gotten.

 Steve stroked curves of her body watching how she slipped her nightgown off her shoulders, exposing her naked body to him, just like then, after that significant party. "You're so fucking sexy, Tasha," he whispered kissing her neck and making sure to leave a hickey right on her pulse point.

 Romanoff only smiled at his words and rolled head back to provide him an access to her neck.

She pulled his cock out of his jeans and shifted aside to spit on her hand before pumping it around his shaft again.

 Steve was already grunting at that point, his blue eyes were glistening with pleasure and unspeakable desire.

 Natasha straddled him once again and kissed him while he guided his member right into her already soaking pussy.

 They both let out loud grunts when their bodies connected again. Her hands were placed on his shoulders while his were holding her hips.

 She kissed him and moved down a bit to kiss his chest while lowering herself into his cock fully. Fuck, he filled her perfectly. "Oh, God," Natasha couldn't help and groaned deeply, hugging herself to his chest, slowly rocking hips in his hands.

 Steve's lips were parted all the time, he grunted everytime she was lowering herself on him, letting his cock deep into her core.

 She kissed first drops of sweat that formed into his forehead, salty taste on her lips felt so good.

 He was kissing wherever he could reach, massaging her butt and spreading her buttocks for more friction and better access to her soaked pussy. Steve rubbed her entrance from behind as his cock got deeply into her and he slipped his middle finger into her to fill her completely.

 "I'm gonna cum," she cried quietly and kissed him passionately, increasing her pace.

 Wet noises of two bodies hitting each other filled the room as Steve bucked his own hips to her to meet Natasha's moves.

 Soon, Steve cum deep inside her when her inner walls clinched around his throbbing cock.

 Natasha, shivering all over her body, pressed her front to his chest, gasping for air.

 Steve, still being buried in her pussy, stroked her nape and kissed her temple. "It was definitely worth waiting," he stated finally.

 She laughed shortly and nuzzled to his shoulder.  "Yeah." Natasha kissed him once again and got op slowly, letting his cock slipped out of her cunt. She bit her lower lip feeling his glance on her naked body and blushed as soon as she felt his warm semen dripping down her inner thighs. "You can stay for the night," she said casually. "If ya want."

  Steve improved his clothes and buttoned his shirt. "With a pleasure, Nat. At least tonight neither of us will be alone."

Barista || Steve Rogers x Reader Fluff

Summary: Reader works in the café as a barista. During one of her shifts she meets Steve Rogers himself. A certain sympathy develops between them.

Warnings: None

Words: 1465

Author: Rouge

A/N: This story was written for @somethingtoavenge writing challenge. Congratulations on 1K!

It's been half a year since you were working in the café as a barista. You enjoyed your work and workplace. You even made friends with other girl, Hannah, which was working at the same shift as you.

She was always nice and kind towards you and heard you out many times when you were having problems of any kind.

 It was another night shift, this time on Saturday, and you were cleaning your workplace, setting cups into cabinets, washing a coffee machine.

 You had to take additional hours, bills were overwhelming you and truth was you needed some extra money.

The bell hanging next to door rang informing you that a new customer stepped in.

 "How can I help you?," you asked sweetly polishing one of the cups, not even looking at the newcomer.

 "Black coffee, please," strong, manly voice answered and it was when you raised eyes on the customer.

 How huge was your disbelief when you saw Steve Rogers himself leaning elbows against the counter top.

His blue eyes were watching you carefully, his brow was cocked a little and head tilted aside.

 "Uhm..," you couldn't form any sentence and suddenly you felt a strong poke aimed right into your left side.

 It's no one else but Hannah, who came to help you.

 "For here or to go?," she asked with a little smile, awaiting for his answer.

 You shifted aside to make her a room around the coffee machine.

 "To go," he answered simply but sent her a little smile. He looked over you and smiled again.

 You felt a blush hitting your cheeks so you smiled back messily and turned around to put cups into the cabinet.

 Hannah prepared his order quickly and handled the covered cup to him.

Rogers paid and walked out of the shop.

 "Fuck," you whispered, massaging your temple. "I froze. I didn't know what to do, I never knew someone like him would visit us," you explained yourself briefly.

 Hannah came to you and stroked your shoulder. "Don't worry. He comes here every weekend to grab a coffee, sometimes with muffin," said she. "You never met him here before probably because you were working only during the week."

 You nodded. "I feel so stupid!"

  She laughed at your words. "Don't worry. He's Captain America after all. The greatest hero. It's okay to be surprised."

Hannah was right.

 You met Rogers again one week later, also during Saturday's evening shift.

 This time you were aware of his presence since the moment the bell rang.

 Steve came to the counter and took a seat at hooker staying in front of it.

 "Hi," you whispered hesitantly. "Black coffee? To go?," you asked quietly.

 Steve nodded, smiling a little. "Yes, please. I see that you remember."

 You smiled back and in the silence prepared his order.

 "I haven't seen you here before," Steve said out of sudden. "How long do you work here?"

 "Uhm, six months now," you stated. "I study as well and you know, every coin is important," you added quickly.

 Steve smiled at you. "I understand perfectly."

 "I'm sorry for the last awkwardness," you rubbed the back of your head. "I was just surprised..."

 "Don't need to be worried about it," Steve said as he got up from the high chair. "It's a human thing to be caught off guard sometimes."

 When he left you sat on your chair and slipped hands under chin, sighing loudly.

  Hannah came to you and handled you a mug of coffee. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and never deserve that boy," she said. "I know the way you look at him, Y/N. Forget it. He'll never look at someone like you nor me."

For the next few weeks you were always meeting Steve on weekend shifts and your conversations evolved in that time.

 You were always happy to see him entering café with that disarming smile of his.

 And then Thanos happened...

 Half of living creatures were wiped off the world. It was very sad and bad days, yet you and Hannah survived the snap. To not lose senses from sadness and grief, you both decided to continue leading the café.

There were only a few clients per day, but it cheered you and Hannah up. Even the shortest talk with other human being was priceless.

That evening he came in as every previous weekend.

But this time he ordered two coffees to go.

 "Oh, so you meet with someone? A friend or someone else?," you teased him a little, preparing cups and covers.

 "Actually yes, I am."

 "May I ask with who?," you asked sweetly.

 "Someone who has turned out to be a good friend of mine. Who heard me out many times. Who have given me a shoulder I could lean on."

 You nodded head and put two covered cups on the counter. "Here, your order is ready. Be careful. Hot," you smiled.

 Steve grabbed cups and turned around to walk off the shop but stopped at the door. "What are you waiting for?," Steve asked, looking at you above his shoulder.

 You blinked. "M... Me? You meant ME?"

 "Yes," Steve replied. He offered you his shoulder. "Shall we?"

 "I...," you blushed and coughed. "I have shift.. I.."

 "Don't worry, Y/N."

You looked around to see Hannah leaning casually against the door to the back of the café.

 "May I...?," you asked hesitantly.

 "Of course," she nodded happily. "Go. Just be careful!"

 Steve giggled loudly. "Don't you worry, I'll lead her back home."

You walked at Hudson river. You took a seat at one of the benches at the promenade and watched the rising moon on the sky. Few stars were peering through the clouds.

 That early night was brisk, easterly wind blow gently ruffling your hair.

 "Thank you, that's so kind of you," you said, taking a sip from your cup. Coffee tasted delicious.

 "Thanks goes to you, Y/N," Steve said after taking a deep breath. "You know, everything's changed and I still didn't get over it."

 "I understand, neither did I," you replied softly and quietly. "It was so sudden... And it has left a huge pain in everyone."

 "Yeah," Steve nodded. "I try to do whatever it takes to... I don't even know. I'd gladly turn back time."

 "Hey," you turned to him and put a hand to his shoulder. "It wasn't your fault. We talked about it. No one could have stopped him."

 "I could have tried harder," Steve grunted and sipped onto his coffee. He slipped a hand into his bangs, pulling it up. "I wish I could do something. It's not right. There has to be something I can do."

 He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you closer so you were leaning head against his wife chest and he rested his chin over top of your head.

 "Don't worry. I believe you'll figure out what to do. You ain't alone in this. I'll support you, whatever you'll decide. I know I'm just an ordinary person but I can help, I'm hard working."

 Steve giggled and slipped two of his long fingers beneath your chin, forcing you to raise your head and look into his eyes.

"I know. Thank you for being so good to me. If not you, I don't know what I would do," he stated.

 He looked into your eyes. His blue eyes sparkled from moon's light that went finally through clouds. Steve leant down to you and his lips were pressed to yours in a soft kiss.

You blinked but gave kiss back, you closed your eyes and touched his bearded cheek.

 "Uhm...," you whispered in shock. "Oh... I... Wow...," you blushed hardly and immediately slipped head under his shoulder to hide it from his eyes.

 Steve smiled and stroked your back. "So as I see, not only I was hesitating before doing it," he joked briefly.

 You nodded your head and turned to him. "Yes," it was nothing but a soft whisper. "It was so nice," you couldn't find proper words to describe how were you feeling.

 "Maybe I can ask you for a dinner tomorrow, Y/N? What do you think?," Steve asked openly.

 You nodded eagerly. "It will be a pleasure to me! I just hope that Hannah will give me a few hours off."

 Steve got up from the bench and waited politely for you to join him. As you did, he wrapped an arm around your waist.

 "So. I'll lead you back home now, as I promised to your friend," Steve said. "It's a nice meeting. Thank you for this."

 You smiled and nuzzled to his chest. "I'll do whatever it takes to make you smile, Steve. Always."

Warm Me Up || Arthur Morgan x Reader smut

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

Warnings: smut

Words: 1641

Author: Cass & Rouge

The weather in the mountains was terrible.

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

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

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

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

Arthur was currently busy, writing something in his journal.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Arthur sighed and looked at you sadly.

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

"These are too gently words to describe him."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Warnings: smut, threesome, double penetration

Words: 2471

Requested by: @porgswillrullgalaxymotherfucker

Author: Cass & Rouge

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Jealous, Morgan?," John teased him.

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

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

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

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

"Pull her up." John said to Arthur.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Soon John tried to join him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Y/N?" John asked quietly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I love her too," Arthur added lazily.

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

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Late Evening || Alfie Solomons x Reader Smut

Summary: You visit Alfie at his office and things get pretty steamy.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 1297

Request: @ihavealwayslovedcass

Authors: Cass & Rouge

A/N: Hope your girlfriend will enjoy it! 💖🐼

It was late evening and Alfie was still stacked in his office, busy with his own businesses. He didn't expect any visitors, it was until you knocked on the door oto his office.

You stepped in without waiting at reply, you looked around and let out a sigh. "Good evening, sir."

He looked at you briefly from over some papers. "You start with this "sir" shit again? I think we talked about this already, Y/N," Alfie muttered and returned to looking at the paper in his hand.

You scoffed loudly, taking a seat at chair in front of his desk. "I try to be polite. Later I hear I have no manners," you summed up, crossing legs.

"You never had any manners, being polite now and calling me sir won't fix it, darling," he summed up without looking at you. Even when you both were in a relationship for quite a long time now, he still was harsh sometimes.

"I thought I told you to not come here? Is it so hard to understand that you have to sit home and wait at me?," Alfie asked and then looked at you.

"Yes. I got bored. I roamed through city and decided to visit you and check if my man is fine," you stated angrily. Why he was always so tough to deal with? You still loved that block, no matter how huge arsehole he might have been toward you.

Alfie put the paper away and leaned back in his chair, observing you carefully. He noticed that you had your new dress on, so for sure you weren't here just because you were bored. "You put on new dress," Alfie pointed softly and pat his lap. "Come here, darling."

You shifted in your chair, you rubbed your thighs together as his voice already made your core twitched.You got up but instead joining him, you walked to the window and peeked outside, at the dirty street. "You sit here for hours, all alone. Or maybe shall I start be worried that you meet someone here during all that long evenings, when our bed is lacking your warm?"

Alfie rolled his eyes and got up, he knew you were teasing him. He walked to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you tightly against his chest. "Are you seriously accusing me of a fucking affair?," Alfie growled against your ear. Suddenly, a hard slap landed on your ass. "You are a bad girl right now."

You bit your lip and slipped out of his grasp with quick movement. "Look at you," you stated, "You're such a handsome man. You think I am deaf? I heard not once and not twice how girls were gossiping about you in bar," you walked to his desk with swing in your hips and bend over it.

Alfie growled annoyed. "Are you fucking kidding me? I don't care about some bloody whores talking in the bar."

He muttered and walked to the door and locked them. "They talk about everything," Alfie summed up and moved to you, he grabbed you and sat you on his desk properly, standing between your legs. "I hate how fucking long that thing is," his hands grabbed the skirt of your dress to lift it up.

"You didn't deserve it," you said grabbing his hand and pushing it off your legs. "You were an arsehole, leaving me alone in house for hours!"

Alfie grabbed your wrists tightly and pinned them to the desk. "Listen to me now!," he growled at you. "I risk my skin every bloody day so you will have every fucking dress you want, so you can go to your fucking friends and brag about your new shoes or this fucking makeup. So don't you fucking dare to tell me what I deserved and what I didn't because when you sit in home pampered, I risk my life making businesses."

Your legs wrapped around his hips, you pulled him closer to you and kissed his bearded jaw. "That's why I love my fierce block that much," you whispered right into his ear.

"And your behavior is highly annoying, you are like a spoiled brat. I think I need to stop buying you so many things. What time it is?," Alfie asked and looked at his pocket watch. "Fuck this," he said before pushing your skirt up to give him access to your soaked pussy. "I can tell you are wet for me, woman," Alfie smiled and unbuttoned his pants before slipping your panties aside."Sadly, I don't have much time for you sweetheart,” he whispered into your ear before pushing harshly into you.

You rolled head back parting your lips as you weren't slick enough to take him fully. "Oh God," your arms wrapped around his waist and legs tighter around his hips. "Fuck, just like that, Alfie," you prized him, nodding.

"Don't prize me like I don't know what I am doing," he said and thrusted hard into you. He kept his harsh pace, one of his hands wrapped around your neck, squeezing it lightly. "You can be a really good girl but sometimes I have to remind you about your bloody place."

You looked at him with wry smile, your hand moved to his arse to squeeze it when he slipped his entire length into you. "I like to be your bad girl, and you like it too," a giggle left your lips.

After moment you pushed him strongly back, so his cock slipped out of you. You got off desk and turned around, sticking your bun to him.

He grabbed your hips and pushed back into you, fucking your roughly again. "Wonder who told you that. You risk losing a lot of stuff by pissing me off, girl," Alfie growled into your ear and used his body to pin you down to the desk. "You are always so fucking tight,” he muttered pushing even harder in you, his arm wrapped around your abdomen and his hand traveled to your clit.

 You moaned his name, closing eyes aa first waves of unbearable pleasure started to hit the right spot. Your breasts pinned down to counter of his desk hurt but you didn't mind it as long as he was doing all those things to you. "Only for you, once and for all...," moan escaped your parted lips as you tried to meet his thrusts.

"I hope that only for me. I wouldn't appreciate my woman fucking whoever she wants,” Alfie muttered more to himself but loudly enough for you to hear. Soon, his thrust became more sloppy. "Come on, little one. Come for your man," he purred into your ear.

You slipped hand between your thighs, giving yourself messy rubs, also trying to tease his length every time he was moving backward. Soon, your inner walls started to clench around his cock, slick juices streamed down your thighs as you cum hardly around him, his name was the only thing you were moaning about.

"Fuck," Alfie growled loudly pushing his cock deep inside of you and filling you up with his seed."Such a good girl," man muttered and kissed your nape and then your neck. "But now you will have to go," Alfie informed you quietly before moving away from you.

You tugged hems of your skirt down, trying to improve your clothes as much as you could. With rosy cheeks burning of blush, you looked at him. "Are you expecting someone?"

He nodded, improving himself and his pants. "One of those fucking Shelby’s have to come and talk with me. I don't want any of them to even look at you."

You gave him a nod and kissed him briefly before leaving. “Don't overwork yourself," you asked before you had closed the door.

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