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The Encounter || James Delaney x Reader SMUT

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Summary: James Denaley accidentally meets a young lady in distress. He learns quickly that help might just pay off in a very pleasant way. Voodoo łudu czary mary, Tom wychodzi zza kotary.   

Warnings: Smut

Words: 3683

Authors: Cass & Rouge

James was walking through the city. It was day like every other, streets were full of passers and stalls were full of annoying sellers who were screaming about freshness of their products, when in fact, they were rotten since the day before.

His boots were sinking into a soft ground. It was raining few hours ago, not a surprise that ground on this street changed into mix of mud, shit and dear Lord knows what else.

He turned around to go back home, passing a little, almost claustrophobic alley. After few heavy steps, he heard a scream coming from that exact alley.

"Leave me alone, bloody bastards!" You were screaming as loudly as you could.

Two huge men were holding you by forearms, twisting them back in an attempt to have you obeying their orders.

You spat at one of the men. "I'll never be yours, airhead!"

Why would he even react to that? It was none on his business. Just another whore simply getting into troubles because of her too welcoming cunt, James thought. "Ah fuck it," he muttered deeply and decided to help this poor damsel in distress.

"Ey, you two! Don't you have better things to do? You need to assail this poor woman?," he growled. One of blocks threw him a mean glance, laughing briefly before answering. "Is this cunt yours? No? So get the fuck out of here, sir!"

Other man grabbed your throat, squeezing it hardly, choking you.

Enough was enough, no one will disrespect him in this way, James muttered in his mind.

Janes punched the closest man right in the face and positioned himself behind the man only to one arm around his neck and other now wielding a knife around his waist. "Ey you!," he growled, "Better listen to me now, friend. You better leave this girl alone or I will gut your friend and force you by myself to pick up his insides and eat them on my own eyes," James warned.

Other block left you alone, tossing you on the sidewalk like a paper bag, then he ran to the stranger and picked his handy knife out of pocket of his coat. "You're dead already!," he yelled loudly, taking an aim.

"Well, then. If you want this so bloody much…," Jamesmurmured and cut open his hostage's stomach before pushing him away. "Now you."

Man stacked the blade of his knife straight into stranger's shoulder. He laughed deeply, some of saliva has dropped onto his collar.

James looked emotionless on a blade stacked in his shoulder and simply pulled a pistol out from under his coat. He shoot man in the head and then looked at corpse and laughed. "Who is the funny fella now, huh?" James shook his head and simply pulled knife out of his shoulder, he tossed it aside and looked at you.

You shivered as you laid on dirty ground. Your long, green dress was covered in mud and dirt, you raised your head, eyes full of tears as you looked stranger in the eyes.

He grabbed your forearm and drugged you up to stand on your own legs. "You okay?,” he asked. His voice was so deep that it almost sounded like a growl.

"Yes, sir," you whispered, trembling.

"Now...," he muttered before dragged you out of the alley. "Now you will go back to your brothel. It should be that way," James pointed into the direction right behind you then he turned around and started walking opposite direction.

"Sir!," you screamed after him. "I am not one of those girls!"

He rolled his eyes and turned back to you. "Then go home, woman,” he growled.

"Sir," you approached him, tugging onto his sleeve. "Please... I don't have a place to go to," You exclaimed. "I owe you a favor."

He frowned, looking down on you. James let out a heavy sigh. "Come on,” he muttered and showed you to follow him.

You whispered quietly and slowly followed him. You tried to not pay attention to other people who were staring at you.

James took you to his house. Yes, it was an odd idea but right then he had no other choice. He knew that your poor, little, sad whimpers would hunt him forever if he would abandon you.

The walk wasn't too long. On the place James opened door for you. "Inside,” he muttered.

You hesitated.

He was a complete stranger to you after all.

After a brief second, you stepped into his house.

"One more second and I would push you in myself. You wanted to go with me, so better don't hesitate now," James muttered taking off his coat and high-hat.

You looked around.

The old house must have been little more than a glorified shed even in its hay day. But now it looked for all the world like a giant had sat on the roof, for it sagged terribly. The windows were gaping holes for the wind to rush in and out through and the door hung on its hinges at a jaunty angle, although now it was really just a frame. It was a rotting heap, bowing down, subservient to the elements.

You bowed a bit. "Thank you for saving my life, sir. Yet, I believe I still don't know your name."

"James," he muttered and walked past you into the living room.  "Brace! Where are you?! I will need your help!," James said loudly, looking around.

An old man walked down the stairs and tilted his head slightly on the side as soon as he spotted you. "Another whore, sir? Just to make sure, I won't get the fire going, sir. We are slowly running out of wood," He said, his voice was firm.

"She is not a whore, Brace," James said, sitting down on a the couch. "This lady is a poor damsel in distress that I saved from rape," James informed, taking off his boots and tossing them thought the door to hallway.  "Please, take her upstair and prepare the bath for her, please. On your way back bring me Brandy and some bandages. My shoulder hurts."

Brace shrugged with a slight roll of his eyes, which didn't get out your attention. "As you wish, sir," Man said as he sent you a fake, polite grin and turned to get upstairs. "Follow me, ma'am."

You picked the hems of your dress and started to climbing up the old stairs.

"I never thought I'd live to see this shit going on around. Rest in peace, Mr Horace Delaney," old man muttered quietly to himself, making the sign of cross over his heart.

"Thank you! And don't forget the Brandy and bandages!," James reminded as he slowly got up and took off his shirt to look at the wound.

Meantime, old man has showed you a room.

There was something in the darkness that was like a promise, like the world before dawn. It was a room as a canvas rather than a finished work of art, and to you, it was all the more exciting. With each movement something new came to your hand, a tiny fragment more of the furniture and antique ornaments took form, as if they were waiting for you to make them real.

"Make yourself comfortable, ma'am. Your bath will be ready soon." Old man smiled emotionless at you and he went to other room.

After, Brace came downstairs again and handled a bottle of brandy and few bandages to James. "Is this necessary, sir? New woman every week? I am afraid I'll get to the point where I won't remember their names," Brace said, crossing arms over his chest. "Your father was leading many sinful ways of riotous behavior, but I believe you wouldn't have to continue all this."

"Like father like son, as they say," young Delaney laughed shortly, it was more a sarcastic laugh. "I will need help with this little thing," James tappet his shoulder. "One of the attackers thought it's a good idea to attack me with a knife."

He looked at Brace. "Oh don't look at me like this. I saved her life, I wanted to be a good man for once and you still have problem with me."

"Me having problem?," Brace rolled his eyes again, "Not at all, Mr Delaney."

Man pulled little wooden chair closer to place where James was sitting, he cleaned man's wound carefully. "I have to admit she's beautiful," Brace added casually.

"Maybe. I didn't really look at her to be honest,” James shrugged softly. "She will stay here at last two day. Later she can go wherever she wants. You are enough to me."

Brace moved a bit away from James. "Sir, I treat you like a son I haven't ever had but sometimes I question myself how is this even possible for me to keep up with you after all this."

"I have no idea but like we both see you do a bloody great job. Let's make it quick. I need to check if she is still alive and we need to feed this poor little bird," he muttered. "I don't really want her to die here after things I had to go through to safe her."

"Only to have someone to accompany you in cold, empty bed, sir?," Brace wiggled his brew.

"First I would have to sleep in bed, Brace," James rolled his eyes and laughed shortly.

James was sitting on the attic reading through some old document and notes. Right then, he was wearing nothing more than his big shirt. Some tattoos on his legs and chest were clearly visible just like bandages on his shoulder. He was deeply focused and the surrounding silence was helping him.

You couldn't sleep. For an hour or two you were beating along the bed.

Finally, you got up and went to bathroom to wash face with cold water.

I was when you saw a dim light on the corridor, and decided to go and check what was the cause of it.

James didn't move, he was too focused to even hear the smallest noise around him. He put away one paper only to take the other one.

You gently knocked in a wall. "Excuse me, can I bother you?"

"Don't you think you bothered me enough today, miss?," he asked. His eyes didn't move even an inch away from the paper he was currently holding in his hand. "What do you want? You should be long time asleep."

"Oh, how I wish to dream again," you whispered quietly and smoothly as you dared to step into the room. "My nightmares are haunting me."

James put away the paper and looked up at you. "And what you expect me to do, miss? Save you like from those man this afternoon?," he asked crossing arms over his cheats.

You rested your hip against old door that were wide open. "No. I just want to thank my savior for his dedication," you said, maybe using a bit too formal tone. "My father, God bless his soul, happened to know your father, sir."

"Well, like a lot of people," man smiled softly. "I just wanted to save your poor little ass from those bad man. I didn't plane to do anything else," James shrugged and watched you carefully, maybe Brace was right after all.  "What's your name, little one?"

"Y/N, sir," you bowed head slightly. "It's a pleasure to meet you," you added out of sudden.

What the fuck are you doing, stupid woman!, you bit your tongue after things you've said a moment before. That man was having a huge impact on you already. Was it a sign?

Your eyes slid along his features.

James let out a short laugh, watching you carefully. Yes, Brace was definitely right, you were indeed beautiful little thing. Maybe somehow you will be his new way to calm himself, to calm his demons and desires. Something was pulling him to you. "Come closer little one," James purred deeply.

You cocked your brow and instead walking to him, you turned around so you were facing him with your back. "I'm afraid I cannot, sir," You whispered lightly, "I am not another whore who'll succumb to your magnetism."

James smiled softly and got up from his chair. "Well, if you don't wanna come to the devil…," he walked closer to you and wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, "Then the devil will come to you, little one," James whispered deeply into your ear.

You bite your lower lip as your body twitched under his touch. You tilted head slightly to look at his face. Yes, he could have been considered as a handsome block, without question.

"Devil? Ha!," you smiled, closing your eyes. "I can't see any devil within this room, sir."

He laughed and sat back on his chair, pulling you on his laps. "Well than you are the first one in this bloody city. You are beautiful you know?," he muttered and nuzzled to your neck.

A cold shiver ran down your spine, you smiled sweetly at him. "Of course I know," you claimed, "There were times I was using it against men," you explained.

You reached out and touched his sharp jawline, your fingertips gently danced along his harsh skin.

"Well, that explains why you get into troubles so easily. Just like today," James murmured before kissing and biting soft skin of your neck.

You smiled proudly and giggle when he placed kiss to your neck. You cupped his face into your hands and simply pulled him into a kiss.

His beard scratched your lips and chin, yet you hummed passionately in the kiss.

James growled loudly into the kiss, he kissed you back. His hand moved to back of your neck to keep you in place, while deepening the kiss.

You broke the kiss to throw head back, gasping for air. Then you looked him in the eye, licking your lips.

Oh, he was so handsome. Smelt like a cigars and strong alcohol.

Though his lips were pretty, it was the feel of them that sent your mind into a sensual state of intoxication. That's why you reached toward man's face and touched them lightly before the urge to kiss him took over control.

"I think we’re gonna have some fun, little one," he said before kissing you deeply again. His hands reached behind you to grab the hem of your dress and simply ripped your dress in two parts.

You moaned loudly and blushed when your ripped dress fell on the floor.

He exposed you so easily. And the worst thing was you liked it.

You got up from his laps only to present yourself to him. Your glance feel on a wide bed with four wooden pillars.

You walked to it, the sweet swing in your hips. You turned around when you reached it and bend over the mattress.

He smiled and followed you. He walked behind you and gently traced your back with his big hands, letting out few quiet growls.

James took off his shirt and throw it across the room. He wrapped one arm around your stomach and pulled you closer, pressing your back against his cheats. You could feel his hard cock pressed against your loves back.

You smiled lovingly, letting out a soft groan. You reached behind, giving his cock few strokes.

"So it's easy to get you horny, sir," you turned your head to kiss him again.

His colossal, rough hands moved to your clit to give you a quick rub then his fingers moved even lover to your center. "I would say the same about you, little one."

You made yourself comfortable in his arms, resting your back against his chest. "I love your tattoos," you whispered, rising your chin up to kiss his jawline. "You're so manly."

He muttered in agreement, not really focused on your words but on your body.

James sighed against your shoulder and kissed it before slowly slipping two of his big finger inside you. His other hand wrapped around your neck. He was moving his finger in and out, gently squeezing your throat from time to time. He was doing this for a longer time before removing his fingers. "I think you are ready," James purred into your ear before slamming his whole cock into you, without any warning.

You were slowly rocking hips while he was fingering your cunt. You moaned lovingly when he slammed himself right into your core.

"Dear God...," you grunted, reaching hand behind you to grab his neck. "That feels so amazing!"

You rest all of your body against him, letting man take all of the control over you.

James smiled wryly and used his full strength to pin you down to mattress. He was thrusting deep and hard into you, kiss every inch of your skin that he could reach.

The speed and force of his thrust soon become merciless. In that moment one of his hands traveled between your legs. He decided to fill your pussy even more by pushing one of his fingers inside of you.

"Oh my Lord, oh my Lord...," you were a whimpering mess at that point.

He was stretching your inner walls oh so nicely, sending wonderful shivers all over your tensed body.

"Let me take care of you, sir...," you managed to whisper as you squeezed your own breasts.

"You are taking care of me now, little one," James purred into your ear. "You take care of me by taking my cock so well. Your cunt feel so nice around me, this is all I need," he added another finger into you and his thumb started to rub circles on your clit. “You’re gonna make me cum, Y/N. You know that, right? I’m gonna fill you up, little one,” James growled deeply against your shoulder.

You closed your eyes, focusing only on blissful pain in your dripping core. You grabbed sheets tightly, biting your lips until you felt a metallic taste of blood. "I wanna be on top when this will happen, sir!," you turned head to look at him briefly.

James laughed softly. "If you will be a good girl and tell me when you are close. We will see what we can do about your little wish."

You let the man fuck you senseless. You were slowly becoming a moaning mess, whimpering loudly at each of his thrusts. "I will come, fuck!," you cursed.

"Such a beautiful girl too bad you have filthy mouth," he muttered and flipped you both so you were on top of him like you wished.

You moved up a bit and slipped hand between two of you to slipped his cock deeper into your cunt. Your hands rested on his tattooed chest as you started bouncing on him.

He smiled at you, watching your beauty on top of him. Indeed, the most beautiful view on Earth. James propped himself on his arm, to watch you even closer. He planted few kisses to your chest.

You pushed him back on the bed, starting to move faster and harder. You rocked your hips back and forth, letting him deep inside of you.

He licked his lips and put his hands on your hips, holding them tightly. His grip was strong enough to leave bruises on your soft skin.

"Oh Lord, James...," you whispered, slowing your movements down and kissing all over his chest.

He grabbed your cheek and pulled you into aggressive kiss as he started thrusting into you. "Come on, cum for me," man whispered against your lips

You bit his lips until you felt his blood, you grinned at him and got a rough pace again, going up and down his trembling cock. "I'm cumming!," you moaned loudly, cupping your breasts as you rode your orgasm off.

His hand moved up your body. "My good girl," James praised you as he started to thrust faster in you.

It didn't take him long before he cum. James held your hips tightly as he pushed himself as deep in you as it was possible, filling you up nicely.

You trembled, breathing shakily, your body was tensed and covered in sweat, your cunt was clenching rhythmically around James' cock. You threw head back and licked your lips as you rode his cock further. "You're truly a devil, sir."

"I told you," James whispered before removing himself from you. James wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer to himself. "I think now we should rest now," he said before nuzzling to your warm body, it was nice and new feeling for him.

At morning James got up first. He put on some pants and walked downstairs. "Brace. Awake already?," he asked with fake shock.

"It was hard to sleep during night, sir," Brace threw James a mean glance as he poured hot water into cups, making a tea. "I decided I won't lose my time for something as unnecessary as sleep. I cleaned basement."

"Hard to sleep? I wonder why? It was such a nice night. Even our lady didn't have any problems with sleep," James laughed softly. "Since we talk about her, this little bird stays here," he informed casually.

Brace put the kettle on the table with loud noise. "Dear Lord, James! Another lady will be calling me her servant? I am sorry, sir, but it frustrates me. Like it wouldn't be enough to have myself on your service," man said simply, scratching his head. "And I am sure she didn't have problems with sleep because you have had her tired!"

James smiled and patted Brace's back. "No, she won't call you her served. She still call you master? Or something, I hope you are happy that you will have some apprentice."

Brace was about to comment something but in the end he bit his tongue and remained silent. "What are we going to do now?"

Delaney shrugged.

"I will go wake her up in a nice way. Then, we will see," James and rubbed over his beard

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Learn to forgive || James Delaney x Reader

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Summary: You live by James since few months now. Unfortunately, your relations go bad way recently. After huge argument and outbursts of jealousy, two of you make things up.

Warnings: Smut, mental and physical abuse

Words: 4959

Requests: Hurt James for: @peter-sommer Voodoo Smut for: @vegemania More James for: @misafiryanki & @leven-and-ashley

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It was a shame. What his life has gone to? What was he even doing there? Beaten up, stabbed at last two times, covered in mud, sitting in some dark alley, completely hopeless.

Even murmuring some old prayers wasn't helping at that point. Maybe it was the time to simply close eyes and let the death embrace him in peace?

Meantime, you heard some noises around the house. You put on a coat and went outside to look for the source.

How huge was your surprise when you saw James sitting in a mud of the alley.

"Dear God, Delaney!," you covered mouth with palm as you approached him.

James opened one eye and looked at you, breathing heavily. His lips still were moving as he was whispering an unheard prayer.

He looked terrible. James still had his coat on but his shirt was covered in blood from two big wounds on his stomach. His face was covered in bruises and minor cuts.

You knelt down and slipped arm under his shoulder. "C'mon, James. We get up, I take you home," you informed him loudly. "What happened to you?"

James growled deeply as you picked him up. "Some... People.... Attacked...," he muttered and put his whole weight on you before spitting out a cloak of blood.

"Fuck!," you cursed. You knew it didn't speak well about you as a lady but you didn't give a fuck at the moment.

Though Delaney's house was only several meters away, it was one of the hardest roads you've been through in a lifetime.

James' weight was pinning you down to the muddy path, you had to use all of your strengths to keep the balance.

"Fuck off...," he growled and pushed you away, trying his best to walk alone.  "I don't need you!," James yelled at you before collapsing onto the ground.

You clenched teeth. At first, you’ve wanted to snap something viciously but finally you resigned. Deep inside you knew his manly pride got hurt more than his body.

Patiently, you helped him again.

James didn't want your support to get him home, he tried to crawl there by himself. Finally he let you pick him up with a loud growl, this time he let you lead the way, he was simply too tired to protest.

You banged at the solid door. "Brace! Brace! Wake up, you old piece of junk!"

You heard some noises inside the house and you knew it was Brace. The light of his lamp ignited in the main hall and older man opened the door.

"What the fuck this time, Miss...," man didn't end his sentence because his glance fell on James. "God, what happened!?"

James only growled deeply, holding onto you tightly. "Got... Attacked," was all he could say.

He could feel how his body was slowly giving up, with every minute he was feeling weaker and weaker.

"C'mon, help me get him on the couch, quick!," you ordered Brace.

Man put his arm around James and together you led Delaney to living room.

"Dear God," Brace said, "What even are these times that James Delaney himself lets anyone attack him?"

"Shut up," Delaney ordered, sitting down on the couch. His body was even too weak to hold him in sitting position, so he laid on his side.  "Stomach...," James growled out, trying to undress himself.

With a careful movements you slipped his shirt out of pants, revealing huge cute running up from left side of his lower stomach, reaching almost right part of his chest. "Dear God...," you whispered, looking at Brace. "Bring some brandy, now!"

"Oh, no, no, we won't let him get drunk. The block had enough for last week," man replied as he shook his head.

You frowned. "I need to decontaminate this wound or he will get blood infection!," you explained coldly.

"CAN YOU FUCKING DO SOMETHING?!," James yelled, looking at both of you. "Fucking useless cunts. Both of you!," he grunted.

Somehow he sobered up. James forced himself to sit back up and looked at the wound. "Bring me this fucking brandy. NOW!," He yelled at you.

"Don't ya fucking yell at me! I already ordered Brace to bring it, you shit!," you simply shook James' shoulder, trying to push him back down. "Lay down like a good boy."

He grabbed your hand, squeezing it hardly. "You. Move your ass too!," James frowned and then pushed your hand away.

You growled at him through clenched teeth, yet moved to obey his order. Within minute you came back with bottle of alcohol.

"Finally," James muttered, taking the bottle from your hands. "Did you get other stuff?" he asked before opening the bottle.

Brace entered the room, also holding the bottle of brandy in his hands. "What the fuck! Why did you order me to bring this fucking shit when you did it by yourself? Stupid cunt, we only lost time and supplies!"

"This one is for me," Delaney pointed at bottle in his hand and then at other one. "That one is for her. Move your ass, Y/N,” Delaney ordered before taking few big sips out of his bottle.

You hung mouth open. "Brace! You let him!?," you asked with a disappointment in your voice, glaring at older man above your shoulder.

Brace only shrugged, tilting head slightly. "He's my master, after all."

James looked at two of you, frowning. "Are you gonna stand there and talk? I am bleeding out, woman!," he snapped at you. "Brace! Bring her a needle and bandages. I though you already learned that from Brace," James murmured and took next few sips, glaring at you.

You looked at him coldly and sat right next to him, pressing some fresh rag to the wound. You put a bit too much strength into it, making him hiss. "What? Does it hurt? And it should. Where the fuck were you even roaming through? Another visit to that brothel?," you growled at him and took a needle from Brace, who just came by and passed it to you.

He smiled nastily at you. "Maybe, even if yes? Why do you care? You don't visit my bed for months now," James finished his bottle and threw it across the room, broking it into pieces against the wall.  "I should have left you back in that alley. Brace would eat less of his nerves, so would I, too."

He was a complete asshole right then but he didn’t mean any of it. In his weird way he fall for you and would never hurt you. It was blood lose that had such an impact on his behavior, finally it’s also a pain and alcohol speaking through him.

However he managed to hurt you. All the words he said felt like a sharp blades that cut your heart open.

You swallowed but kept your poker face. You didn't look at him anymore, only focusing on patching the wound up. Your skilled fingers were moving quickly until you finished.

"What? You are gonna cry? You used me to get here. To get yourself a nice place to live and then? You were ignoring me. Sleeping in other room. You’re no one but slut," James said, watching you. "I claimed you!," he hissed loudly.

Brace was standing still in the shadow of a fireplace, he knew that stepping in that argument would only bring more nerves to anyone.

Meantime, you looked at James, almost emotionless. "If I'd have done this to get a nice place to live, trust me, my dear, I'd have aimed higher than you," you said simply as you got up, stretching your dress.

He grabbed you and pulled you back on the couch, ignoring the pain from fresh wound. His hand wrapped tightly around your neck. "If not my help, you would end up raped and gutted out in that alley. You should be grateful, woman. You are mine now," James muttered into your ear as he pulled you closer.

It was enough for you. He has just crossed the tiny line of your anger.

You simply slapped his cheek, strongly enough to leave a red mark.

"Now you ain't better than them. Leave me!" you slipped out of his grasp. "I am not your fucking toy, Delaney!" After these words you pushed him hardly, slipping out of his grasp. You got up and ran out of the room and then upstairs, trying to hide your tears.

You've never been more offended in your life than in that moment. Few hours has passed since the moment when you helped James with his wounds. You were in your tiny room, brushing your hair and looking into a mirror on the wall. Truth was you were highly jealous of James, even when you didn't want to admit it. The slight possibility of him getting laid with one of those whores was filling you with disgust and hurt heart.

James was also annoyed. The problem was that he didn't know why he was like this. Did he missed you? No! Yes... Yes?

James shook his head, getting up from his chair and walking to your door. He sighed heavily, he didn't want to do this, but everything was pulling him to you. He rubbed his face and knocked at your door.

Lazily, you got up from your bed, putting brush on the night table and you went to open door.

You cocked your brow as soon as you saw James. "If you again want to tell me how awful I am, go ahead. I don't care," you informed him and closed the door in front of his face.

"Y/N....," he tried to stop the door with his hand. "Y/N... Can I come in? I want to apologize," James said softly, resting his forehead against your door.

You were leaning your back against them still, listening to his voice. You heard his sadness, but you still had in mind how much he hurt you previously.

"I don't need your apology."

"Y/N, please, I need to apologize to you,” he said. "I never meant any of this. Let me explain, stop acting like a fucking child!," James growled.

"Oh, here we go again! Great!," you screamed through door, walking back to your bed and laying down on it.

He rolled his eyes and opened door anyway, not even waiting at your permission. "You could at last let me in by yourself. I wanted to talk about... Things that happened."

You raised your head, giving him a brief look. "Don't even start. All these things happen because of you. You don't know your limits, dear."

"Because...," man blinked, looking at you for a moment. It wasn't the first time he saw your body but he missed it oh so much. James wanted to touch you, hold you... Or even more. Man took deep breath. "Because you didn't let me explain anything before. I never did anything against you."

"Everything inside you is dark and twisted," you stated as you sat up, covering yourself with sheets. "You think I am an idiot? A fucking toy in your hands?," you asked angrily.

"Y/N," James whispered, moving closer to your bed. "Don't hide yourself from me," he purred and moved your sheets away. "I never said you are an idiot or just a toy. I am deeply sorry for what I did, I never meant to hurt you," James murmured and nuzzled to your neck, sighing deeply. He needed you so much right then.

"Don't touch me!" you slightly pushed him away, then you got up, trying to pull your nightgown down when it moved up your thighs. "You were fucking other cunts, weren't you? I'd even forgive you if it would have been only those whores from brothel. But I know you were visiting THAT CUNT as well!"

He blinked and looked at you confused. "What are you talking about?" he asked and followed you.

"I know you were visiting your fucking, delusional sister," you smirked wryly at him. "Brace saw you walking out of her mansion few times."

"She is my sister. Isn't it normal for me to visit her?" he frowned, watching you closely. "Besides, since when Brace is your informer? Huh?" James asked angrily.

"Since I asked him," you growled looking up at him. "You thought I'll sit here, closed, all alone, and that I'll be gladly watching you maintaining contacts with her?" you asked. "She has bad influence at you."

"She has a bad influence on me?! You must be joking now! She is my sister and you? My friends saw you in the docs, what you will tell me about that huh? You go there every morning. Maybe you also have someone behind my back, huh?" James growled back at you.

"I am not a whore like someone else in this room," you clenched hands in fists. "I have my thing there, and it's none of your business."

"How can I be so sure, huh? My friends see you talking to a man. How will you explain that?!," he yelled. "Zilpha is my sister, it's a normal thing that I want to meet with her from time to time."

"As normal as the fact she once straddled you in the fucking church?!," you raised your voice. "Zilpha. Is this even a name?"

"It's none of your business," James growled and left your room.

You were impossible to talk to. He wanted good, but you of course had to be stubborn. "Better move your ass to work! Brace! Prepare my horse!," he yelled.

You simply hit the mirror on your wall with fist. The glass broke into thousands of pieces. You grunted sadly and sank down on your knees, resting your side against the wall.

In meantime, James dressed up and went downstairs. "Is my horse ready?" he asked. "And where is she?," James hummed, looking at Brace.

"Yes. Your horse is ready, master," Brace replied. "And if you ask about miss Y/N, I haven't seen her since few hours."

"Then better go get her. She for sure sits in her room," James said, pulling on his gloves. "I go to visit my sister."

"Get lady Y/N? Why, sir...?," Brace asked hesitantly. "Ain't sure if making a visit to your sister is a good idea."

"Remember? I told you she will work with you. Force her to move her ass," James summed up, putting on his top hat. "Then this will be my not good idea. Y/N can go where she wants, so I can too and please. Work for me this time and don't tell her," Delaney said and left.

Brace smiled sadly watching James riding away.

He was torn between you and him, he knew James was having some certain feelings for you, yet he couldn't lead his master down.

James returned few hours later but what an AMAZING few hours for him it was. Simple few hours filled with his lust, touches, moans. Those hours were a real fire. Everything he wanted and needed, he simply got everything.

James looked at you and Brace. "I see you finally made her work. I am proud."

You simply ignored his vicious words. You and Brace were working in the kitchen together. Older man was peeling potatoes for a dinner, meantime you were cleaning the floor.

"I see you're in a better mood now, sir," Brace smiled politely at James, gently bowing his head.

He bowed his head a little. "Yes, I am in better mood now. I went to take care of some businesses, this really improved my mood," James said with soft smiled, then looked at you. "And you? Less moody now?"

"Brace, tell our master that I ain't moody like he is," you replied simply as you were scrubbing the wooden floor with a brush.

Brace cocked his brow at you and then moved his eyes at James. "She is less moody, master."

James blinked confused. This was more than just weird. He sighed softly and nodded. "Well, tell our lady here that I am glad to hear it but she can start acting normally," James said to Brace, still watching you.

You looked at Delaney above your shoulder, your muscles were tensed. "Brace, tell James that I AM ACTING just like he deserved. Tell him also that he is not who he think he is!"

Brace stopped peeling vegetables, looking helplessly at James. "You ain't who you think you are, sir."

James rolled his eyes and shook his head, looking a Brace annoyed. "Tell her that she is acting like a child. She can use her own mouth to speak," he said, frowning.

"Brace, tell James that…," you started, anger raging in your voice, but you were cut off by Brace himself.

"I AM NOT YOUR FUCKING MESSENGER! GOD, TAKE ME AWAY SADDENING WELL OF TEARS!," older man raised his hands up, then he threw a knife at the table and left the kitchen, murmuring to himself.

You blinked, then looked at James. "Congratulations. You pissed Brace off."

"Excuse me?," James walked closer to you, he looked down at you. "You are the one that did it. You started this silly game. He cut you off first," James pointed out.

"Yeah, yeah. Wouldn't have started anything if you would behave like a grown up man, not like a horny teenager!," you replied.

You realized that he was towering you while you were on your knees; you laughed in your mind as the situation was odd to you.

"Tell me, was she good, huh?” you snapped viciously. “Was it worth it?”

He smiled, now he exactly knew what were you thinking. He grabbed you by arm just like the day he saved you. James pulled you up and quickly pinned you to  the wall.

"Listen to me, woman. Look at yourself. First, almost raped and killed. Now? Cleaning floor, for me. Probably the most hated man here. How low you could fell. Not to mention you love me,” he sighed. "You can't even fuck with me. Don't be surprised that I need to look for pleasure with other woman," James claimed.

"I'd rather be raped than be stacked here with someone like you, Delaney! You're a fucking rat who thinks that when he gets some coins, he can have whatever he wants. Truth is you maybe have all the stuff but you're fucking alone," you growled deeply, you hated the way he was holding you, but you swallowed your pride. "You ain't better than any rapist because every fucking day you're raping my fucking soul with that behavior of yours!"

You used all of your mights to push him back.

There was no more use in holding you, so he simply let you go. Maybe you were right, maybe he really was all alone. James kicked one of the chairs and went to him room.

You also went to you bedroom where you fell on the bed and nuzzled to pillow, letting tears fall down along your cheeks.

When your heartrate calmed down, you fell asleep.

Meantime, in his room, James undressed himself and sat in front of the fireplace. He smiled to himself, he know what to do. He closed his eyes and started to whisper some magical formulas.

You were having a strange dream.

At first, you saw some faces watching you from above. Then, they have gone and thick mist has surrounded you. You reached your hand and touched a flesh, warm, strong flesh.

You frowned, was anyone right in front of you?

You took a step further, trying to see the figure but there was no one.

James was sitting in his room, keeping everything under control with his quiet whispers and mumbles.

You could feel ever little touch he imagine on your skin. Every move, every kiss. He wanted to show you what he really felt, he wanted to show you the fire he kept deep inside his soul.

You could feel his hands on you, moving up and down. Even when he was in another room, despite all bad words he had said to you, despite his sins, he couldn't stop thinking about you. He wanted to have you.

As asleep as you were, you let your own hands travel around your body. You were cupping your own breasts to massage them slightly, only to let the Wander down your figure, just between your thighs.

You have never felt like this before. You could even feel how your inner walls were clenching around… Exactly. Around what?

James made sure to give you every type of feeling. From gently kisses on your neck to harsh thrust of his cock inside of you. He was worshiping your body in every possible was, he wanted you to feel everything.

James smiled to himself, he knew what he was doing to you. It also had an effect on him. His cock got rock hard and was already leaking the precum, all because of the image of your heated body.

You were touching yourself oh so nicely. You were also moaning deeply, James' name was leaving your mouth from time to time.

It was until you woke up out of sudden, covered in cold sweat, completely undressed and exposed. Your breath was shallow, you put hand to your chest.

"What the hell…," you whispered to yourself and got up, quickly putting your nightgown back on.

James opened his eyes and looked down at himself. "I am a fucking mess," he muttered getting up from his floor.

It wasn't too comfortable to move around in his state but he had to force himself to go to bed.

Your instinct was leading you this time. You went to James' door and opened them without knocking.

"What the fuck, James?" you asked and blushed away as your glance fell on his naked body.

He smiled and looked at you. "I should ask you about that. You come to my room. Without knocking. Rude, miss Y/N," James said and licked his lips.

You threw him a glance, your cheeks were burning red. He was half covered in ashes, but you didn’t care. At first second you wanted to withdraw but soon, your hesitation was gone.

You stepped in, closing door behind you. You reached to hems of your nightgown and simply took it off, tossing material on the floor.

James watched you carefully with small smile. "I thought you are mad at me, little one,” he said and sat up.  "You enjoyed your sweet dream?"

"I knew it was you. I just don't understand how…," you mumbled.

You walked to him, grabbing his hand in your palms. "Why haven't you told me from the beginning about your expectations?," you put his hand to your hip.

"I though you heard enough stories about what a devil I am. If you haven't then I have no idea where were you hiding for all this time, doll," he said.

James grabbed your hips and squeezed them. "You also didn't tell me a lot. Next night after our first time, you ran away to your room, you were ignoring me for months," he sighed.

You simply straddled him, wrapping arms around his neck. "I thought you'll show some effort. You know, women love to be reached," you explained, kissing his left temple.

"Sorry, but I am not this kind of man," James whispered and looked at you, cupping your cheeks into his rough hand.

"And now, be honest with me. Did you fuck her?" you asked, sparks of jealousy in your eyes.

"Are you jealous, little one?" he giggled, kissing your cheek. "Even if. You are the most important for me," James said and kissed you deeply.

You instantly broke the kiss. "Tell me. I need to know. Just some psychological purposes," you made the sweetest of sweet faces you only could, letting your hands move down his bare stomach.

He growled loudly, his erection was killing him and you weren't making stuff any easier. "Yes! Yes I did. Now, please. I need you," James whimpered, moving his hips against you.

You ran hand through his short hair, looking him deep in the eye.

As you were straddling him, you pushed onto his torso strongly, forcing him to lay down on his bed. You moved a bit up and forward, leaning to him a little. One hand supported you onto his strong chest, while other one reached for his cock, slipping it into your already wet pussy.

"So I'll show you what you've missed, Delaney."

"Try me, little one," James growled at you, grabbing your hips tightly. You could be sure he would leave bruises on your soft skin eventually.

He laid down comfortable and watched your body moving on top of him. James had no idea what was so special about you, but your body was more hypnotizing and beautiful than Zilpha's.

You threw your head back as you slowly rocked your hips for him. He was filling you nicely, your pussy and his cock were meant to be together. You rested both of your hands on his chest, slowly increasing your pace. "I know you better than she does. I can make you feel better than she can. I can take you right to the stars while she can't," you moaned. "Oh, James!"

James growled in agreement. He wrapped his arms tightly around your waist and quickly moved you onto your back.

He grabbed your hands and held them over your head. His other hand moved your legs onto his shoulder. James decided to fuck you the best he could, to make you feel like in heaven. Like no one has ever before him. His moves were deep and rough.

You blinked when he rolled on top of you. Later, the only thing you could do was moaning loudly for him. Though his grasp on your wrists hurt like hell, it was the most wonderful feeling in a lifetime. His balls hitting your pussy while he was getting oh so deep in drove you crazy. "Harder, James!," you begged.

He fulfilled your wish and fucked you harder. James nuzzled to your neck and growled. "You like it, huh? You like when I fuck you? No one can fuck you like I do," man whispered, then bit your neck hard enough to break your skin and make it bleed.

You tried to form some words but you simply couldn't. Instead, you moaned his name louder. "Yes, Mr. Delaney! No one can fuck this pussy as nicely as you do, so please, don't stop! I wanna touch you, please...," you mumbled.

The sight was so beautiful. James on top of you, dominating every inch of your body. You could of done anything for that man.

He sat up and pulled you up with him, still fucking you as hard as you wished him to. "Come on, little one. Say to whom you belong to. Scream it! I want the whole London to hear that you are my slut! Tell them how good I fuck your cunt," James growled, not stopping even for a moment. He was so close, still notthere, but really, really close to his peak. "Fuck, little one!"

You wrapped arm around his neck, using other hand to support yourself on his knee. You also started to rock your hips, back and forth, back and forth, meeting all of his thrusts.

Your breasts were bouncing along with your movements, you were kissing his jawline, moaning loudly.

"I belong to James Keziah Delaney and he's my master!" you screamed, getting down his thick, throbbing member with your slick, dripping core. "I am his fucking slut!," you moaned, rolling head back. "No one has ever fucked my pussy as good as he does now, fuck! I'm his fucking whore...," you nibbled onto his earlobe. "James, James...," you whispered when you felt how your pussy started to clench rhythmically around his dick.

James listened to your moans and screams, they were like a pure symphony to his ears. He never heard sweetest and more beautiful sounds than your voice screaming his name.

He held you tight against himself, kissing and licking still bleeding mark on your neck. James wanted everyone to see that you belong to HIM and to no one else. That he was the only one that could fuck or touch you.

"You are so good to me. So beautiful... I’m gonma come, little one," he whimpered against your shoulder.

You cupped his cheeks and kissed him deeply, your tongues danced together for a shirt while. Within few next thrusts of James, you felt a wave of pure wetness and heat feeling your pussy and you knew you just cum for him. You couldn't stop yourself for screaming his name as you were riding your orgasm down, pinning your nails into his back.

James moaned with you. With few deep trusts he pinned you to his pelvis as he cum deep inside of you. He rested his head against your shoulder, trying to catch his breath. "Fuck...," James whispered, stroking your back.

You whimpered few more times and as soon as he cum deep inside of you, you screamed again. You both could hear strong knocking onto the wall. "QUIET THERE, DELANEY, OR I'LL COME AND KILL YOU BOTH!," it was no one else but Brace, he probably couldn't sleep properly.

You couldn't help but giggled shortly. You were still shaking and trembling, nuzzling to James.

He laughed as you did, and he and gently placed you on the bed, kissing wherever he could reach. "I missed you so much, little on," James purred into your ear.

Instinctively, you nuzzled to him. "Next time tell Zilpha who is your rightful lady," you smiled at him, kissing his neck, then chest before falling asleep.

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The Sweet Punishment || James Delaney x Reader Smut

Summary: You fight with Brace again. James gets pretty mad about this and he decides to provide you a proper lesson in manners.

Warnings: Smut, bun spanking, fingering, vaginal sex

Words: 2166

Authors: Cass & Rouge

".... so stop cursing on me!," you growled at servant.

Brace rolled his eyes. "How can I be calm! When you don't even try to obey my asks! Mr Delaney let you stay here as long as you'll be useful! And this is the third time you use all of our coffee supplies!"

You snorted at man and crossed arms over your chest. "We'll see. James! James!"

Maybe letting you stay in his house was a mistake. Sure, it was nice to have someone else to help around but your incessant fights with Brace were seriously tormenting his nerves on daily basis.

Everyone knew that Delaney was a man with short temper. As soon as he heard you calling his name, he threw papers on his desk and went downstair. "What the hell is this commotion?!," he roared loudly stepping into the room.

You looked at him with relief. "Ah! James, Brace forbidden me to use coffee, again. He hid everything from me! It's getting out of control," you explained politely.

Brace chuckled darkly. "Sir, she uses everything in too large portions. In the end, we're running out of our supplies."

James looked at both of you in disbelief, it was shocking to him because after all these years he was sure that nothing is going to surprise him anymore. Well, he was wrong.

"Are you really calling me here... Because of a FUCKING COFFEE?!," James shouted looking at you with a frown. "Are you out of your fucking mind?!"

Little smile that was on your lips quickly faded away. "I mean... Yes! Because you're the owner of the house and... And order Brace to give me coffee back!," you asked, rising voice a bit.

Brace rolled his eyes and spread his arms in disbelief, looking at James.

"DON'T you dare to rise your goddamn voice on me, woman! I have enough of your whining, you are working here, don’t forget about it. You aren't lady of the house," he said pointing at you. "Brace is above you, He says - you do. He decides - you follow. End of fucking topic!"

James rubbed his face trying to cool off a little bit before looking at you again. "Brace, keep working. You, with me," he muttered and turned around to return to his room.

You blinked. When he was screaming at you in that strong voice of his, you felt oh so small. You were shivering like an animal in a trap.

You looked at Brace when you were leaving the kitchen and was shocked when he smirked brightly at you. You stacked out your tongue at him and follow James.

"Where are you leading me? What? Now you're gonna be mad? I know, I know, I might be problematic sometimes but, no offence, your servant is rather unpleasant to me from beginning."

You were scared and he could feel it. It wasn't his intention to scare you but your behavior was driving him crazy even more than he already was. If that was even possible at that point.

You were a fine woman and he had to admit, he liked you a lot but you being moody was simply too much even for him.

Inside his room he ordered you to stand close to his armchair. "Now. I have simply enough of your behavior, woman. Time to do something with this," James muttered as he walked behind you. He grabbed your hands and tied them up tightly behind your back with some material he found on his desk.

You blinked few times, your heart rate increased. "James, what the hell are you doing?," you asked him. "What's that? James, what the fuck?," you asked again, looking at him above your shoulder.

He pet your hair. "Calm down, little rabbit or your heart will jump out of your ribcage."

James sat down in his chair and made himself comfortable. Suddenly he grabbed your waist and laid you across his laps. "What shall I do with you now, huh?," he asked as his hand rested on your ass giving it a gently squeeze.

You giggled nervously, turning head to face him a little. "What the hell, James!," you asked loudly, blushing hardly.

You were shocked by his actions. It was definitely not what you were expecting him to do. "James!," you squeaked as he squeezed your bun.

Suddenly a loud smack was placed on your left buttock, after that his hand massaged your butt. "I said something downstairs. Don't rise your voice on me, woman," after these words he smacked you again, a little harder this time. "Do you understand?"

You bit your lower lip, your cheeks were burning from the blush. You nodded quickly, trying your best to calm your breath. "Yes, James, I do understand."

"That's more like it. You see? You can be a good girl when you want," he smiled softy before smacking you once again. "But... You were a bad girl today. Annoying me. Just because of stupid coffee,” James sighed deeply and looked at you. "How many, how do you think?"

You tried your best to roll on your side to face him, it was hard to do and you quickly failed. "Yes, yes, I am bad girl by nature," you explained as you calmed your breath enough for blush to fade away from your face. "Can you put me down, it's uncomfortable."

James shook his head. "I think ten should be enough. Maybe this will teach you something,” he muttered and pulled your skirt up enough to revile your ass. "So, be a good girl for once and count." After these word you could again feel his hand getting into contact with your ass, harder than ever before.

By fourth smack you squeaked loudly. "Ough! This hurt! Put me down, Delaney! Who do you think you are! I am not a puppet on your strings!," you growled but clenched hands into fists.

You counted to ten, trying to stay as quiet and polite as you could.

James watched your laying across his laps, you looked mesmerizing. Completely helpless and on his mercy. He already could feel his pants getting tighter. "So? How was it, hmm?," he hummed as his hand traveled up your back.

You shivered, letting out anther nervous giggle. "Harsh," you replied. "Can you put me down now? I promise to be a good girl. But excuse me, your actions are an insult to me!"

"Nah, I am not sure. I like to have you like this," Delaney muttered and his hand moved into your hair. "Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it."

You were tensed, yet some nice excitement was building in your lower stomach. "I... Maybe I do. Or maybe I don't. Find out by yourself, Mr. Delaney," you dared him.

He nodded in agreement. "Let's see."

James’ hand immediately traveled to your panties and pulled them off. His hand sneaked between your legs, exploring the sensitive skin. "Well, nice and wet,” he stated shortly.

You bit your lip again, closing your eyes shut, humming at his touch. His rough palm was burning your inner thighs but you didn't care. You simply shook your butt a bit. "Feels nice," you agreed.

James pulled you up so now you were straddling his hips, his hand still between your legs. "You have no idea," he wasted no time, two of his colossal fingers slipped inside of you. James moved his fingers in and out, curling them inside your pussy. He kept observing your face.

You quickly lost balance and almost fell off of his lap. That felt oh so good!

You struggled with your hands tied behind your back but with the adrenaline fulfilling your veins, you managed to finally free your palms.

"Don't you dare to tie me, ever fucking again," you whispered, resting hands on his chest.

"Oh, I don't need to do that, sweetheart," he whispered before moving your arms behind your back and locking them there by wrapping his arm tightly around you. He was strong enough to keep you fully under his control. He added third finger and tried to reach even deeper, he leant over to kiss your neck and jawline before moving to your lips to kiss you deeply.

You were moaning deeply, licking your lips at his every action. But when he slipped another finger in your core, you cried his name as loud as you could. You tried to rock your hips for more friction but the position you were at prevented you from this. "C'mon!," you almost growled. "Stop being a fucking scum, Delaney! Lemme go!"

You were oh so desperate to touch him that you bit his lips when he kissed you.

He hummed, thinking "No. You forget your lesson too quickly, sweetheart. You are a brat and you rise your voice on me again," James sighed. "If you want something... You need to behave."

"God!," you snorted through clenched teeth.

You calmed yourself down a bit and leant more to him, kissing his bearded jawline. "Please, sir, let me go and I promise to be a good girl and do whatever you'll want me to," you offered.

He only pushed harder. "You know that things like this don't work on me. Show me you can be good and we will see," his thumb started to circle your clit roughly.

"It's really hard to do, sir, when you have my hands behind my back," you murmured into his ear and gently rocked your hips to him, deepening his fingers into your cunt. "You're too good to be true."

After a moment of thinking he removed his hands, letting you free. "Show me what you got, girl."

You leant fully to him, french kissing him. You quickly unbuttoned your flannel shirt you were wearing and slipped it off your shoulders, tossing it across the room. You pressed your chest to his, undoing his belt with shaking hands, still kissing him.

At first, James kissed you back but then he removed his hand and moved it to your lips. "Suck," he said shortly before helping you with his pants.

You looked at him, blushing again but you took his hand and at first, you licked his fingers, only to slip them in your mouth shortly after. You sucked on them, your eyes were still on him as you hummed, sending little vibrations to his palm.

"Such a good girl," James growled deeply, he pulled his fingers out before kissing you. He picked you up slightly to remove your skirt and his pants completely. James sat you back on his laps, his cock was already hard, standing proudly against his stomach.

You smiled at him, your brow raised as you spat on your palm before grabbing his cock. You pumped your hand up and down his already hard shaft. "I told you I can be a good girl, you just need to be nice," you whispered, kissing his jaw. Then you got off his lap to wrap your lips around his member.

He watched you. "No one said I will be nice," James growled at the feeling of your hands on him

You were sucking on his cock for a longer moment before getting back onto his lap. You straddled him, one of your hands wrapped around his neck while other one guided his cock straight into your hot, wet core. "Mmmm, yes...," you moaned, rolling your head back

"Such a good girl," he growled and bucked his hips hardly, wrapping his arms around your waist. "So warm and tight... And only mine."

It was such an amazing feeling, it was exactly what he needed. If he could be honest, he wanted to fuck you so hard. Almost torip you apart but he still tried to control himself as best as he could.

"So tell me now, James, who does it better to you, hmmm?," you teased him, rolling your eyes. "Me nor Zilpha?"

You kissed his jaw and lips, your hand was slipped into his short hair, tugging on them.

"You are too sure of yourself sweetheart. First finish, then be proud and ask questions," James muttered and kissed you back, moving his hands to grab your hips.

His pace become faster and harder, taking total control over your movements. He made sure to push as deep as he only could, his hand moved to your clit.

Soon, James’ moves started to be less rhythmical, you could tell he was getting closer.

You were holding onto his shoulders. "Yes, harder, I wanna feel your fucking cock, Delaney. Show me what you got in that pants of yours!," you grunted deeply, bouncing up and down his shaft.

James growled loudly and nuzzled to your shoulder while gently biting your soft skin.

Few more deep thrusts and James cum deep inside of you. He held you down tightly.

You cum too, your cums mixed together, you panted, rolling your head back.

"My good girl," James whispered, kissing your cheek and jawline.

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A Hostage || James Delaney x Reader Smut

Summary: Injured and left alone on the battlefield, you were found by James. He never knew you're working against him. Having you as a hostage, he tried to understand your motivations, which eventually ended in a very nice way.

Warnings: smut

Words: 2604

Requests: @ihavealwayslovedcass

Authors: Cass & Rouge

This spreading purple with yellow blotches was only the surface wound. The real one was within, that feeling of betrayal, that breaking of trust when soldiers of East India Company have left you on a battlefield during fight against Delaney and his men. And now, you were his hostage. Being locked at the attic of his mansion. And you knew, you felt it in your bones that he'll want to pull such important information from you.

When James found you on battlefield he couldn't believe his own eyes. He knew you for a long time, since you two were kids. James even met you few times after his return but he never knew for who were you working.

For your own misfortune, you have been abandoned by other soldiers. So James decided to take you and pull some information out of you.

James opened door to the attic.He looked at you with soft frown. "Of all the people I didn't expect you to work for East India Company," James muttered, locking door behind himself.

Since your wrists were tied to back of the chair you were sitting at, you only shifted a bit in your place. "I won't talk about my work," you shrugged his statement off, turning head aside to look at old, tiny window. You hated the situation you found yourself in but truth was James was a ruler in the place.

"Y/N," James said softly walking closer to. He pulled out his knife."Let's not make it harder than it already is okay?," he asked and cut the ropes, freeing your hands. James knew you well enough to be sure that violence won't affect you in good way.

You rubbed your swollen wrists, avoiding his gaze as much as you could. You got up and quickly walked to door, yanking a doorknob. How huge was your consternation when you found out they were locked.You swallowed, turning head slightly to him. "Key. I wanna get out and forget about this bloody mess. Give me the fucking key."

James showed you the key and went to open the little window. He threw the key outside. "There is no key sweetheart. We both are closed here. Together,” he told you.

You raised a brow at his action and rolled eyes as soon as he threw key out. "Seriously, Delaney?," you leant back against door and gave him a mean glance. "So what? We'll be sitting here, locked, just for what? I won't tell you a fucking single thing, you bloody liar."

"Y/N my dear," James hummed softly moving closer to you."You should know by yourself that I mean no harm to my friends. Simply tell me what you know and I will let you go or even more."

"You will get nothing from me," you snorted, stepping closer into his direction. "You don't deserve fucking anything from me. You left me alone and sailed to Africa. You didn't give me any sights of living for fucking years," you grabbed his collar, pulling him closer. "So I owe you nothing. I had to work hard for living, don't be surprised I tangled my destiny with only people that took care of me."

James grabbed back of your neck and pressed his lips to yours to hush you. He looked at you when he pulled away. "I know I did hurt you but I had to sail there,” James explained and looked at you confused. "I was sending you letter every two weeks. You were the one that never answered any of them." James frowned.

"Don't touch me," you growled, showing clenched teeth. "And stop lying! You have never written to me, like ever. I thought you were dead so I sacrificed my life for idea of power of our country."

"I WAS WRITING EVERY TWO BLOODY WEEKS, WOMAN!," he growled, "I am the one that never received an answer from you!" James laughed."And look! Where it brought you. They left you there to die, look at your wound."

"The wound you had gotten me," you snapped walking in the other corner of attic. "They're still better than you. Everyone's always been better than you."

"I would never leave you wounded," Delaney commented.

"But eventually, you did leave me. I begged you, I cried, I hoped you'd have taken me with you. And what did you do, you fucking sucker? You fucking left me!" You let out deep, sad sigh, your vision got blurry so you sat down on the wooden chair again."Once I thought I knew the man I loved."

"Y/N," James whispered and crouched in front of you. His hand gently moved a lose strand or your hair away from your face."Look at me. I am here. I am back and I saved your life, you own me do you like it or not."

"It doesn't change anything now, are you deaf?," your eyes locked on his face.

You missed that block much. First few months after he was gone were a torture. Sleepless nights, hundreds of tears, pain both mental and physical. You were a wreck back then. And it was when you met sir Strange and he pulled you out of a gutter. It wasn't important what he made you do.

James sighed deeply. He missed you so much and he hoped you will take his side in this conflict. "Very well, sweetheart. I will come back tomorrow," he got up and kissed your cheek.James walked to door and knocked on them.As soon as door opened he left the room making sure to lock them back again.

Week has passed so quickly. Day by day James was visiting you. Your conversations were becoming longer. Was the trust getting back into your soul? You weren't sure yet. Since you weren't tied to chair anymore, you were keeping yourself busy with reading some old books you could have found on the attic.

James didn't trust you enough to leave the door open for you.James enjoyed meetings with you more and more, all he wanted from you was your trust.The trust he had lost so many years ago. James still didn't let you out but made sure you have whatever you needed, food and fresh clothes.

He opened the door and walked inside one day. "How do you feel today, Y/N?," James asked looking at you.

"Normal, as always." You were changing clothes so he caught you half naked, you stood there facing him with your bare back covered in many scars.

James smiled softly at the view but he couldn't forget why he was there. "I remember what you said about letters, I asked a few friends to investigate a little bit," after these words he showed you a few letters."Your father made sure you won't get any of them. That's why you never get one and I never got an answer."

You turned to him as soon as you put a shirt on. A brief nod was your entire answer to the certain matter. "He knew Strange years before I met him by myself. He probably warned my father about you," you rubbed your temple and sat on the mattress that was laying on the floor.

James sat next to you and handed you one of the letters. "Read it, sweetheart,” he whispered into your ear and moved away

The letter he gave you was the very first one he ever had written to you.It was filled with words of love, explaining why he had to leave and telling you many different stuff.

James sat a bit away from you, watching you carefully.

Without any excitement you opened an envelope and pulled piece of paper out, starting to read it soon.The further you were reading, the roughest it became for you to keep face straight. Did he really mean all the written things? You raised head and gave him a look.

James looked back at you, he nodded his head like he would read your mind.He hoped to get all your fillings and trust toward him back. "I still mean all of this,” he said quietly.

"James Keziah Delaney has feelings for a simple whore, how cute," you said, no smiling nor anything. "And you think that what? I'll jump right into your arms? We're not teenagers anymore."

James frowned and looked at you. "You are not a whore, Y/N. Never say anything like this,” man growled and gently smacked you on the back of your head."No, you aren't teenager for sure. You are a beautiful, young woman and I feel so bad I couldn't be here with you."

After he smacked your head you blinked, your big eyes on him in disbelief. As he was sitting almost next to you, you simply moved and straddled his lap, cupping his bearded face in hands and kissing him strongly.

James was for sure surprised by your action but he gladly accepted it, he missed this for a long time now. His arms wrapped around your waist and held you tightly against his body. He kissed you back, pushing his tongue into your mouth with a soft growl.

You squeezed thighs a bit, pressing your body to his sides and rubbing your crotch against his.

He tasted amazingly, like brandy and fags but truth was you were dreaming about it. He smelled good as well.You pulled out to catch a proper breath.

He wasted no time and kissed your neck, pulling your shirt off your shoulders completely. One of his hand grabbed your breast and kneaded it gently, pinching your nipple from time to time. He gently moved you onto the mattress, hovering over you still playing with your breast. Soon, he moved down, removing rest of your unnecessary clothes.

You didn't say anything to stop him. You wanted it so much for such a long time. And now, you were about to get him again, like it used to be before his trip to Africa.You reached your thirsty hands to his belt undoing it, your eyes never left his. Conditions weren't too high, the old matters, that dusty attic. But you didn't mind it. HE was with you.

"I won't leave you ever again, sweetheart,” he whispered against your skin, James got up for a moment to remove his own clothes presenting his full body to you. He quickly joined you and kissed you once again. Then he quickly moved between your legs and without any warning he dived between your legs to eat you out just like you deserved it.

"You know, all these tattoo get you few more point to attractiveness," you smiled at him softly, shifting on the mattress to find a comfortable position when he was eating your pussy out.You spread legs for him tangled your fingers in his short hair. "Oh Gosh," you were panting deeply, your eyes rolled back at the pleasure you received.

He grabbed your hips and pulled your closer, stopping you from moving. "You taste so wonderfully, Y/N. How could I ever have left you alone?," James purred against your entrance before, wrapping his lips around your clit Soon, two of his fingers slipped inside of you. He thrusted them slowly at first but soon picked up the pace,reaching deeper into you, spreading his fingers from time to time to stroke your inner walls.

You played with your breasts, your eyes were still down on him while he was fingering you.You grabbed his head and stroked his cheeks before you had rocked your hips lightly, riding his face slowly but continuously. "You see? Was it a good idea to leave your little cunt all alone in London, huh?," you asked through parted lips. "Fuck!"

James bite your clit gently to shut you up.He added the third finger to make sure you are ready to take him. The last thing he wanted was to hurt you after such a long time.James hummed between your legs before moving up. “I think you might be read now, is my sweetheart ready?," he asked, looking down on you.

You gave him a brief nod and reached out to stroke his cock's tip before helping him in your pussy. As soon as he entered it, you nuzzled to his tattooed chest, whispering how much you love him.

James growled at the feeling of your soft, wet pussy wrapped around his length.

"You feel so good, Y/N,” James hummed against the side of your head. "You’re such a good girl, taking my thick cock so well,” James praised you as he started moving his hips slowly.

You wrapped legs around his hips, rocking them as well, meeting all of his thrusts.You hugged tightly to him, moaning right into his ear. "Oh, how much I missed you. I dreamt about you stretching my pussy so good and now? You've improved your technique as I see," you nibbled on his earlobe, dragging nails down his spine to spank his buttock.

James hand wrapped tightly around your neck and squeezed it hard but not hard enough to hurt you.His pace and strength picked up, ever thrust was deeper and harder than the other. James started to growl with every trust, watching your reaction is the search for this one most sensitive spot. "You look so beautiful, whimpering and moaning under me. I hope to see this view more often," he panted before kissing you while his hand tightened a little bit around your neck.

You used all of your mights to roll with him, so you straddled him again. You reached back and grabbed his shaft in hand. You gave it few strokes before guiding it back into your hot, slick core.You rested hands over his chest and rolled your hips back and forth, wiggling your bun for more friction.

James grabbed your hips, controlling your moves. "Keep on doing things like this and you’ll make me cum,” man grunted with a smile, thrusting his hips a little bit to meet your moves. James moved his body into sitting position, his hand grabbed your breast to massage it while his lips wrapped around a nipple on your other breast.He hummed happily looking up at you.

You scratched that one sensitive point on his neck and ruffled his short bangs. "Fuck you, Delaney, fuck you and whatever you were doing for those years. You're fucking mine." You leant to kiss his lips and moved to neck, leaving a large hickey at his pulse point.

James growled loudly and laughed at the feeling of your lips on his neck. "My little girl is marking me, I didn't expect that," he purred before starting to move his hips again in his hard and harsh pace.

Soon, he slowed down and his thrust became sloppy and irregular.James nuzzled to your neck, his teeth sneaked into your skin. He was marking you, at the same time as he filled you with his cum, your skin muffled his growls.

You moaned his name loudly enough to let Brace know that you both were a thing again.You pushed his chest hardly so he laid back on the mattress.

With his cock still buried in your folds, you pressed your chest to his, kissing his jaw. "Who have you became that you're able to tame me that easily?"

He laughed and kissed you head. "I don't know but you do realize I’m still not gonna let you out right, sweetheart?"

"You'll. But you don't know it yet," you said kissing his forehead and getting up like nothing had happened, his cock slipped out of you with a wet noise. You put shirt on and looked at him. "But for now, go rest. You deserved it."

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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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