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A heart to be broken

Paring: Billy the kid X fem! reader

rating: 18+ NSFW MDNI

Warnings: Swearing, Horse dying, Mentions of death, Alcohol consumption, PnV (wrap it up guys) Praising, Talks about taking reader away for himself, Outside smut (behind a tree, no one can see) No description of year, no Mentions of y/n, No happy ending (Billy's heart gets broken) Not proof read, I apologize for any typos

summary: Billy was out on the roads along with his horse, when suddenly the horse fell i'll and sadly passed. Stuck Billy continued on foot to his destination. Until A group of two friendly people take him and promise to bring him to the nearest town. Finding out The lovely woman had a special place with horses and treated them when asked he fell instantly.

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The hot, flaming sun beamed down onto the land around Billy as he walked. He was hot, sweaty, and tired from walking since his horse had passed. There was a breeze here and there, but all he could do was walk to the nearest town. In the distance of the horizon, a wagon begins to slow down, approaching him.

"Sir, are you alright?" The voice repeated itself twice before Billy shook his head and looked at the man. "I mean, not really," he said, shaking his head with a shrug. "Oh, comon' Fred, let the poor man aboard." A woman's voice suddenly spoke. Looking over, Billy sees you. A warm smile was placed on your face. with a book that you held onto with your hands.

You gesture for him to climb up and join you and Fred. Smiling as he climbed in and sat down with a sigh of relief. "Might I ask how someone like you ends up walking by foot, especially in this heat?" Tilting your head and closing the book, placing it on your lap. Billy looked at you with a slight smile before adjusting himself. "I, uh, my horse sadly passed, so I was forced to continue on foot."

Frowning upon his words, you offer him a sincere look. "Well, I'm very sorry to hear about that. I wish we'd met sooner; perhaps I could've seen what was wrong." a silent pause sat for a bit before you continued. "Forgive me; I didn't even ask for your name." letting out a huff of breath out of embarrassment "No, it's alright; I should have said it in the first place." giving his hand out to shake.

You'd started to enjoy his company as you promised Fred would take him to the nearest town. Carrying suspicions as well that he was 'Billy the kid' But held it deep down for now. Looking over your shoulder, you notice two people standing by a horse, lifting its leg as if it were hurt. "Fred, stop; I want to see what the issue is." Immediately jumping down from the carriage as you walked over. "Gentlemen, is everything alright?" Both heads look up before going back to the horse. "Afraid not, miss. It seems our horse, honey, hurt her hoove."

"Here, let me see." Carefully shoving them away and kneeling down to take a look. As you continued this process, Billy jumped out in case anything happened. "Ah, I see the issue." Bringing a white rag you held before wrapping it around the horse "I'm not sure if you guys ran too fast, but it looked like she possibly sprained it. I suggest taking her to your destination and making sure she rests." Standing back up before nodding and walking away. "Thank you, miss," one yelled.

Billy helped you back, which you thanked kindly. "So now I understand what you meant by when you wished you'd met me sooner," he said, smirking as he leaned back, his legs slightly spread. "Are you some vet for horses?" Tilting his head to the side, he was intrigued to know more about you. "You could say that... But Fred and I travel to see if any horses are properly healthy.” Billy thought for a moment. Learning so little yet so much of you drives him more towards you more. the way your heart cares for anything that stands within the planet. "That's wonderful to hear Miss, t's good to know there are people on this planet with human decency." Stating as he nodded his head in approval.

The ride has been lasting for four days. Billy silently prayed that he'd met you and Fred. He could possibly be dead on the floor from a heat stroke or dehydration; double points if both. Perhaps it was a gift from above, he thought as he watched you fall asleep as the carriage moved. You've both grown closer during your trip. Fred stopped the carriage at some hidden, not-so-hidden area to rest for the night. Billy offered to keep watch for a while, which Fred gladly agreed to.

Early in the morning, the sun rises on the horizon. The heat is slowly coming through as the sun makes its morning call to the universe. Feeling a tap touching his shoulder, jolting awake, looking up to see your face. holding a meal cup, which he assumes to hold coffee, you hand it out to him. "It seems you need your energy back, cowboy." You softly smirked at him.

"Shit. I was supposed to keep watch. It's been a while." Turning his neck out of discomfort. "That's okay." Sitting beside him. "We really are in the middle of nowhere, so it should be fine." Turning your head to look back at Fred "He needs more sleep. Let's try not to be loud." Biting your lip out of instinct. "What'd we doin' to where we need to be quiet?" Raising his eyebrow in amusement. "You tend to be loud whenever you think I'm funny. And he tends to be a person I call somebody who loves beauty sleep." Giggling while observing Billy's features

The way his eyes and lips drag you down. Like a man sent from heaven just for you. He was kind, as you learned. Unless he was making an act, you acted blind if so. "Have I ever said you were good-lookin', Billy?" You question him with a tilt in your head.

"Fraid not miss; unless you did, I have a terrible memory" he smirked before taking a slight sip of the warm coffee. Looking back at him before opening your mouth. "Well, then, if I haven't, then now is the time I'd tell you." Billy, now looking at you as if you just placed some type of spell on him. You looked divine to him, and he wondered how you felt around him. "You playin' tricks on me of some sort?" Shaking his head before once more taking a sip.

"No tricks from me; I'm practically an angel." Smirking, placing your hand on his shoulder. "With all your sweet words, it makes me feel special, y'know?" A silent pause between both of you, slight breathing heard, and Fred's distance snoring. Before you could speak, Fred awoke, angry at the both of you for the fact he "overslept." Causing you to roll your eyes before preparing to hit the road once more, but not before checking onto the horses.

Within another two weeks, Billy had been a real help. Especially by the time two men tried to rob you three, with a quick wrist of his, both of them were on the ground bleeding out. It made your little crush grow deeper within you. But at last, you all reached the town, a place to relax and get Billy his own horse once again, and, sadly, part ways. But you ignored that deep sadness as you looked around the town, admiring the people and the children playing. It seemed like a safe town. "It looks nice, don't you think Fred?" turning to look at him.

"Yeah, you could say that." Stopping the wagon before getting off. "I'm going to see if anybody needs help with horses. You do whatever you need. Say goodbye to Billy, and then we'll leave." You feel your heart break at those words, knowing it'd be hard. "Whatever you say..." Before walking off to the saloon to where Billy was. He'd gotten off at the entrance of the town to see if any jobs were available. Upon noticing him, you walk toward him before tapping his shoulder with a smile. "Well, how was your search so far, cowboy?" Taking his drink from his hand to take a sip of the gross whiskey. Billy sighed before shaking his head. "Not very many good finds... but someone is thinking of offering me something to start out." His head down, staring at his boots

"Don't doubt it; I'm sure you'll be fine." You were quiet again before speaking up. "You do realize that this will be our last time together... We have to continue our journey to our next location for those who need us." Fiddling with your hands as you spoke in a low, quiet tone. Billy's head shot up to look at you, intensely staring at you before taking a last sip of his drink before dragging you out to the back. "Billy?! Where are you taking me?" A little hesitant on following him, his strength leaves you no choice either way. Feeling a hard tree behind your back as he softly placed you. Looking at him in confusion. "Billy, what are you doing?" Questioning him before getting to complete your words, his lips slammed onto yours. The heat was building up between both of your bodies as you quickly comprehended what was happening before he pulled back to look at you.

"Doing something I wish I did sooner... I can't let you go... I'm deep for you." Placing his forehead against yours, noses brushing against each other. "Please just let me," Billy said, asking for your approval to continue on. "Yes," you breathed out before kissing him deeper as his hands wrapped around your waist. Hands travel around his body before finding their place around his neck. Rushing his hands to bunch up your skirt and wrapping your legs around his waist, he desperately needed to know how you felt. The feeling of him sliding into you made you moan, the back of your head hitting the bark of the tree. " 'Shit.. your so tight and wet for me." He groaned out as you tightened around him. Taking your hands, you place them on his cheeks to kiss him deeply as he slowly begins to thrust into you to build up pace.

You let out whimpers and moans as he began to hit the right spots, both of you moaning into one another's mouths, the heat getting stronger as his pace grew faster. The only sounds heard were moans and skin slapping together. "Billy, I'm so close..." You pull back to breathe out, moanings slipping out through every word. "Go on.. cum for me.. you're doin' so good f'me." Groaning, feeling you were close, slowly bringing him to his orgasm. By seconds later, you release your orgasm. Moaning into your hand, you quickly slammed over your mouth. 'Yeah, there you go, amazing." He moaned before pulling out quickly as his white, sticky cum landed on the inside of your thigh. Heavy breaths were only heard before Billy spoke.

"Stay with me, please." I'll keep you safe and do anything you ask. Please, I need you with me." He begged as his hand softly stroked your cheek. Frowning at his words, you place your hand around his wrist. "Billy, you know I can't. Me and Fred have to do our jobs. We love meeting new people and taking care of horses." Fighting the tears your eyes held. "But you could do that here... There will be many to take care of." Carefully pushing him away and speaking again. "As much as I'd love to, you know I can't." Kissing him once more before stepping back. "I pray we meet again, Billy, and perhaps next time we can be together." You smiled softly before giving him one of the rings you held before walking away.

Billy watched you as you walked away. His heart was breaking at the sight of you walking away. His heart told him to chase after you while his body held him still. Fiddling with the ring you gave him, he silently prayed you'd meet again.

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A/N: My plan was to get this out sooner but I badly injured myself.. oops.

#billy the kid #billy the kid smut #billy the kid x reader #billy the kid 2022 #william bonney #william bonney smut #cowboy smut #western #wild west #tom blyth

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flw3rrr · 2 months

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I got something cooking for you all💖 Since it’s now the weekend i have time. 🤭

#billy the kid smut #billy the kid #billy the kid x reader #billy the kid 2022 #william bonney #william bonney smut #cowboy smut #tom blyth

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flw3rrr · 2 months

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Life hit like a bitch rn. but i promise im going to start writing i have the layouts in my drafts 😭🙏

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UGHH I LOVE THAT YOU LOVED ITTT 💖💖🫶🫶💖 🤭🤭

Ruined by me, known forever

Paring: Billy the kid x fem!reader

18+ Mdni NSFW

Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Choking (not hard), Blood, PnV (wrap it up yall), Oral (Fem receiving ) short Alcohol usage, cream pie, degrading, whore shaming. (please be free to let me know if anything else is needed to be added💖) No description of reader

(I've never written full on smut only like shorts so this should be a fun way to learn, NOT PROOFREAD sorry for any typos)

word count: 2.3k

Summary: You've known Billy for quite a while. Knowing him best, and him knowing you. You've both seemed to have something deep within you both, desperately seeking to know one another's feelings. Until Billy hears your father had put you in an arranged marriage with some wealthy man. leading him to Take you to bed.

Billy was walking down the dirt road, face all bloody after a fight in the saloon. His face was all sore, possibly even with a broken nose on the side. The fight started after someone tried framing Billy as cheating during a game of poker, which led to a messy fight.

Walking down, the crickets made their common noise. stinging feeling around his jaw after being punched to the point of blacking out. Getting up onto his horse, Billy had only one thing on his mind to ease this aching pain he felt. He wanted to see you. wanting to feel the warmth of your body and hear your sweet voice, which he so much admired.

He got up on his horse and began to start his journey to your house. It wasn't far, but it took some time to arrive, just in time for him to gain a bit of his consciousness back. In order to see you, it had been some time since you both were with each other. Billy had been busy with his own things involving Jesse and his gang. doing whatever work needed to be done, getting money, or getting beaten the shit out of over the smallest things.

As for you, you just did whatever society lets women do. It wasn't much, of course. There were book clubs reading silly romance books, doing embroidery on the side, or some parties you were luckily invited to. But nowadays, life doesn't offer much; the only thing that was set for women was marriage, becoming a school teacher, or, if you were brave enough, becoming an outlaw.

Just then, Billy sees the faint house across the horizon. The only light to be seen was the one around the house. porch lights on and near the farm house that carried the horses. As the minutes passed and he got closer, he could feel his desire grow more and more. the desire to see you and to hold you in his arms.

Leaving his horse in a hidden spot away from eyes who may see his horse, those eyes being your father, who didn't really like Billy and wanted him to be as far away from you as possible, but that never worked out as you both found a way to be within another's company. Enjoying every little moment, even if it was a quick hello or a wave across the dirt road from the small town. Nothing really happened between you both, like romance or something. but you both could feel the thick tension between you both. A little stare into one another's eye for a hot moment, but nothing went as far as you both quietly prayed for.

Seeing the outline of your body through the lace curtains, he threw a tiny rock at the wall, gaining your attention. He couldn't knock at the door; if he wanted to, your father would hear and possibly come with a shotgun, leaving Billy with a hole through his head. No, he didn't want to risk that, especially if you would have to see it. So while waiting, you opened your curtains along with the window, looking down at Billy. Gasping at the sight of him seeing his bloody face almost dry up, looking more ruined than ever.

“Billy, Oh my god what has happened to you?” you uttered out. Looking in a state of shock and concern.

Billy looked at you as he sighed, moving his neck around in discomfort. "Just some silly fight. No reason to be worried," he groaned as he started to climb up to your window. Meeting you face-to-face and giving you a quick peck on your cheek before moving you out of the way carefully before he sat on your bed, inhaling as he relaxed. As you hurried out of your bedroom quickly, returning with a wet rag, taking his face with your hand, and carefully dabbing it over the blood. Hissing as it stung, you let out a quiet apology. His blue eyes were looking into yours as you tried to be as careful as possible not to hurt him anymore.

"Well, you know how I feel when you get injured like this. breaks me every time. You know how I feel about you. when seeing you like this." Stopping your actions as you looked at him for a moment, silence loomed over both of you, the heat outside looming in. "I know, but both of us know we can't stop what happens," he said softly. Glancing at your ring finger as you continue working on cleaning him. A shiny engagement ring sits, looking as if it were expensive. and it possibly was.

Leaning up, Billy takes your left hand into his, looking at it, staring deeply, then looking back up at you with confusion all over his face. "whats this?" looking at you intensely. You stayed quiet. Ashamed to come forth about your recent engagement Your father had put you up with. It was to some young fellow man your age who was in the business and had money. He saw it as an opportunity to gain more money for both sides. "Uhm, Billy, I'm engaged. It wasn't my choice; it was my father's. I didn't want it, but he said I had to go through with it." You uttered out, looking at him ashamed. It hurt you deeply knowing your heart belonged to Billy and Billy only, yet he didn't know that.

Looking at you with Sympathy, then back down to the ring that sat there, looking back at him, mocking him Then back to you. "Do you love him?" He asked. He seemed heartbroken. Some would take it as if he felt upset that he'd be losing a friend, but no, he would lose someone he loved. You let out a huff, shaking your head. "Are you mad? Of course I don't, because I know he would not love me. It is not fair that I was put into this thing." Looking at him, quite offended that he'd ask you such a silly question. "Listen," he stuttered, trying to find his words and the correct way to word them out. "I'm not really sure how to say this, but I'd be damned to see you marrying another man. I just cannot stand the thought of you loving someone who's not me."

Becoming stunned by what you hear, your heart starts to beat faster than ever. wondering if your ears heard what you heard, or just deceiving you. Billy looks at you with desperation. Taking his hand to cradle your cheek, he looks into your eyes, filled with desire. "Billy, you know we can't," you whispered, feeling the heat and tension grow thicker. "I know, but I can tell from the way you look at me that some days you feel the way I do." Slowly moving your hand up, you wrap your hand around his wrists, looking at him, frowning but sighing. "Billy, please..." you beg. wishing him to give you the memory you'll keep in your head forever.

"As long as you agree, I'll give you whatever you want. I'll make sure I'm known forever. That way, you'll know who was the one who took your innocence." His finger is grazing across your lip. Looking at you with an intense look of burning desire Getting tired of waiting, you slam your lips against his. His tongue is fighting against yours as he guides you to straddle him. his hand

moving to your waist, holding them tightly as you place your arms around his neck, pushing the kiss deeper and deeper. A moan slips from your mouth, leaving Billy to gain more motivation, flipping you over the bed, the skirt of your nightgown lifting up as he holds himself above you. His hand slid down, pushing the skirt up more, revealing nothing underneath.

Smirking to himself, he moves his hand to slide down your folds. Letting out a soft cry of pleasure, "I haven't even done anything yet, and you're already soaking for me, hm? Who knew you were a dirty thing?" He let out a huff before slowly lowering his head down to your core. Holding yourself up on your elbows, you watch him as his mouth lands on your folds. Your head is falling back immediately, and you are putting your hand around your mouth to silence any sound that may appear. "No, don't. I want to hear from you. I need to," Billy said as he began to suck onto your clit area. Your hand is immediately grabbing onto this hair.

The pleasure was intensified by the second, as he moved his tongue around your folds. Your moans fill his ears, and he feels himself getting harder by the second of your cries of pleasure. Feeling the heat and intense bliss of ecstasy slowly building up. "Billy im..." You said, Barely able to get a word out of you gripping onto his hair more as he began to slide his tongue more quickly against you, guiding to your release. "Let go for me, Cum for me," he said. The vibration of his voice reached your slick folds, finally making your cum around his face.

Out of breath, you watched him lean up. The glow of your orgasm on his face was sticky and wet. He kisses you deeply, tasting yourself on his lips. Moaning into the kiss, you feel his hardness against you, grinding into You slowly, letting a deep groan out. Pulling away from the kiss, you look at him, desperately wanting to feel him inside you. "Please, I need you so bad." You whined. never thinking you'd be begging like this one day in your life. "What was that? I couldn't hear you that well." Billy smirked to himself, loving the way you begged. Rolling your eyes, you huff up the courage and speak out. "I want you to fuck me, Billy. I love you so much that I need it now or I believe I may die," you say, the blush appearing on your face.

Your words left Billy completely astonished, never thinking such words would come out of your mouth, yet they did. Quickly undoing his belt and pulling his pants down, he revealed his hard-throbbing cock. He slowly pulled you closer to him, pulling your nightgown Off exposing your breasts. Leaning down, he sucked on your breast as his other hand worked on massaging the other. Letting out another cry of moans, you tried to discreetly try to control not to awaken someone. His hands guiding your legs to wrap around his waist. Feeling him rub himself against through your soaking folds

lining himself to your entrance, looking at you once again, fully looking if you are ready and still wish to go through with this. Giving him a nod, he slowly slides in. You tightly squeeze around him, making his head throw back, biting his lip, and groaning. slowly bottoming fully out, waiting for you to adjust fully. Once you give him the sign, he starts to thrust into you hard. You let out a loud cry, praying your parents didn't hear such a dirty sound come out of you. "Yeah, take that like the dirty whore you are," his words filled up with arousal and sexual desire. Your back arches as his degrading words bring some type of feeling in you. Enjoyment? Yes, you absolutely loved it.

His hand wrapped around your neck tightly, not tight to the point where you weren't able to breathe. No, it was at the perfect tightness. "Fuck, Oh my god... right there." You sob out as tears fall from your eyes. It was the most pleasure you felt in your entire life. You've masturbated here and there for something, but no, this was more than that. It was everything, and you didn't want it to ever stop. "How would your family be if they knew how much of a dirty slut you are, hm?" he cooed mockingly. His thrusts began to go sloppy and rough, bringing his thumb to rub your clit in a circle. "Billy, don't stop, please. Right there, I'm so close." Looking down, he sees the white, creamy ring forming around his cock.

"Come on... Cum for me. I know you want it badly. Don't hold yourself back."He huffed out, sweat forming on his temple. His eyes were staring into yours deeply. Eyes full of love—the type of love where he would never let you go and forever call you his. But he knows that will never happen. and it is broken. Your back began to arch once more, stuttering your words as you came, with him following behind you and cumming inside of you. "Fuck..." He quietly spoke, the warmth filling up your womb. Both of you lay there, catching your breath, sweaty and sticky. Looking at each other once more before kissing him deeply. "I loved you for a while, and it hurts to know it took us so long to express our feelings." You watched him as he slid out of you before putting his pants back on.

Billy took a bottle of whiskey you hid sometimes for when he came over to drink and complain about things in life. sitting back next to you before taking a swig and hanging it on you. "Truly, but let this moment of the night be my gift for you to never forget me," he stated before whispering in your ear. "And that every time he fucks you, you'll be thinking of me instead." Kissing your neck and looking at you with an unspoken agreement between you both, you'll never forget this moment.

hoping you and he will one day be able to do this, as your future husband will be out on a business trip. You know he has a mistress anyway, so it would be fair, you thought. Kissing him once more, you'd know he'd be your safe place.

#your the best

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flw3rrr · 2 months

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I just got this best writing idea for Coriolanus Smut obviously. and like i’m hooked on the idea of writing it. but like i’ll have to see since my heart rn is for Billy💔 (good chance it will be written cuz it’s on my mind)

hint: reader is at a party that coryo is at and he like only talked to you ever during like assignments and things. and he sees you talking to someone… long story short you both end up in the bathroom and Ya🤭

(if this idea has been done by already forget anything i just said and i’ll be in the corner crying)

#coriolanus smut #coryo x reader #coriolanus x reader #young coriolanus snow #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tom blyth #coriolanus fanfiction

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flw3rrr · 2 months

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omg tysm!!😭🫶💖

A little love on the side

Paring: Billy the kid x Fem!reader

18+ NSFW MDNI

warnings: alcohol usage, swearing, secret lovers, Talks about marriage and having a family (it doesn’t though) Smut, PnV (wrap it up guys) praise talking, Just full on soft smut. no description of reader

(this is my late valentines to y’all its a short one sorry😭💖)

word count: 794

Summary: Billy hasn't seen you in a while—almost a month—so he visits you to make up for it. having a nice drink on the side, leading him to show you how much he truly loves you.

The sun was slowly setting as you cleaned up your mess in the kitchen. having an hour of baking just for fun and for the kind old lady that lived nearby. Alice was her name; she was a widow after her husband died from tuberculosis. have given it to her; this gave you time to just relax and focus on yourself, perhaps getting a nice bath. As you finish cleaning up you look out the window and see a Silhouette of a man riding a horse towards your house.

walking out the front door to get a closer look, waiting for the person to get closer, you inspect it was Billy, your long lover, and in secret. stepping down from the wooden steps to walk to him as he got off his horse, embracing him in a deep, warm hug, his arms wrapped around your waist tightly as your arms wrapped around his neck, afraid to let go in case he faded away. You feel him place his face into the crook of your neck to take in your scent and feel your soft skin.

"Billy, is it really you?" You whispered still. not willing to let him go. getting the courage to look at his face. He was still was the most handsome man you've ever met. He just smiled softly before leaving a small peck on your forehead. "Don't worry, it's me. I'm here to make up for being gone for half of this month." He spoke softly. Smiling back up to him, you crash your lips onto his, placing your hand on his cheek before pulling back. "Good. We can have a drink.. to cool you down from your ride."

"I think I'd like to have another ride, if you know what I mean, but I'll take your offer." Gasping at his words, you playfully slapped his arm before taking his hand to lead him into the kitchen. handing him a bottle of beer; it was the only thing you had at the moment, needing to head to the stores. Taking a sip after him and catching up. "So, Billy, did you ever think about me?"

Giving you a bewitching smile, he takes your face into his hands. "Of course, I thought about you every day, even when I needed to feel you squeezing me." Feeling something awaken between you both, slowly inching toward one another, feeling his breath on your face. "Really?" you ask, teasing him with a playful voice. Billy hums before closing the gap between you, both his lips slamming against yours. Hands roaming around your body, seemingly trying to feel you anywhere.

Billy's lips move down, kissing your jaw line, then to your neck, letting out a sigh as he left marks. You feel yourself becoming damp as the seconds pass. "Billy please.." You let out a tiny huff. "It has been too long since I've had you. Do you know how hard it was for me when you weren't here to please me?" You whine Taking his hand and placing it on your clothed breast. "I guess I should fix that, huh?" lifting you up onto the table and bunching your skirt up before your legs wrap around his waist.

Wasting no time, he began to unbuckle his belt, throwing it onto the ground with a clunk. Seeing the tip of his throbbing dick with pre-cum, he moved closer to you before kissing you once more while slowly sliding into you. "Fuck.." You cried out, feeling him as he slowly began to thrust into you. "God, I love how you're always so tight for me." His hand moves onto your breast, squeezing it.

"I can't tell you how many times I've imagined making you my pretty wife and startin' a family." Thrusting into you more quickly, the buildup of your orgasm approaching more by the second. "Here as well. God, I want to have a family with you badly." You cry out, grinding your hips against his as he thrusts.

"We can say this is our practice, then, huh?" smirking as his thrusts began to grow sloppier by the second. Throwing your head back as you stutter your words as you cum. "Yeah. Just like that, you're doin' so good for me." Billy moans as he cumes, feeling the warm load fill you up slowly leaking out. Both out of breath and staying still, you start to giggle and look into his eyes. "If that's a practice, I say we should continue it in the bedroom... to be really proper." Biting your lip as you brush his hair out of his eyes. "Well, you don't have to be proper. I'll take you anywhere if I want... even if it means someone catches us."

#thank you #omgg

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flw3rrr · 2 months

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A little love on the side

Paring: Billy the kid x Fem!reader

18+ NSFW MDNI

(this is my late valentines to y’all its a short one sorry😭💖)

word count: 794

Summary: Billy hasn't seen you in a while—almost a month—so he visits you to make up for it. having a nice drink on the side, leading him to show you how much he truly loves you.

#billy the kid #billy the kid smut #billy the kid x reader #billy the kid 2022 #william bonney #william bonney smut #cowboy smut #tom blyth

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flw3rrr · 2 months

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So my plan today was to get something out for yall this Valentine's Day. But life literally just hit today with so much stuff that I had no time, so it's going to be a late Valentine's Day gift to you all. 💖💖

#billy the kid x reader #billy the kid #billy the kid smut #billy the kid 2022 #william bonney #william bonney smut

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flw3rrr · 3 months

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A drunken' gamble

Paring: Billy the kid x fem!reader

18+ MDNI NSFW

Warnings: Alcohol, cursing, Smut, PNV (wrap it up guys) Cream pie, Breeding kink, Top/bottom Billy, kinda sub billy, riding (save a horse ride a cowboy), oral (fem, M receiving) Fingering, gambling, drunk billy but not super drunk so they are both able to consent, Degradng (feel free to let me know if i missing💖) no description of reader

Word count: 1.6k

Summary: You and Billy run along with the same gang. Taking a break at the local saloon for a quick drink and a game of poker. leading to Billy becoming slightly drunk and ending up taking a good ride! + Bonus smut again at the end <3

The night took over the land as the lights started to appear around the small town. The saloon was busy as ever at night, with men drinking and women working to make their pay. and you just sat at some table drinking whiskey as Billy played some poker with some gentlemen. You'd watch from afar, seeing who'd get pissed and storm out and leave after losing half of their money during the game. It was a time for some nice relaxation after a tough day trying to do whatever stupid job you had.

Watching Billy as he took a swig of his whiskey and slightly leaning back, legs spread open as he waited his turn. You and Billy had something going on between you both. but nothing dramatic—a few flirting here and there and a hungry look once. But damn, how much you’d wish he'd take you, bend you over any surface, and just take you.

Upon your little session of just watching him, he turned his head slightly and looked at you. Something was held in his eye, like some type of shine you couldn't describe. But as he looked at you, his features were most admirable, like God sent him from above just for you and you alone. Turning back to the table once it was his turn, you looked down at your half-empty glass, feeling the arousal grow within you. How badly you wanted to get a taste of him. The alcohol was taking some part of you, but you were still able to keep a full mind.

You notice some man appear near you; he kept looking at you like he wanted to devour you. It disgusted you; he smelled like hard alcohol and truly made you want to escape. "Well, what's a nice, pretty lady just sitting here all alone, hm?" He said his face looked sinful and dangerous. Looking at him with a puzzled gaze, you tried not to respond and turned your head away from him. "Excuse me, I'm talking to you; didn't you hear me?" Not wanting to start a commotion and be saved, you sighed deeply and looked right at him. "Sir, I kindly thank you for wanting my attention, but I'm afraid I'm not worthy of your attention. I'm sure some of the other nice ladies are begging for yours." Pointing to a group of working girls who are looking at him.

It seemed to work as he wandered off, stumbling his way over to them. sighing to yourself, you down the rest of your whiskey and look back at Billy, seeing how they just ended their game. With him walking towards you and smirking. "Looks like I didn't have to save you, did I?" He said it smugly. "And it seems you're right, sir." Pushing the playful game between you both forward. Billy looks at you and then at the stairs that lead to the rooms that could be rented. "So.. why don't you say we should get some shut eye, hm?" biting his lip slightly, his teasing manner showing as he looked back at you. Grabbing his hand, you lead him, holding your laughs as you pass by those who lost in the game of poker.

The door slams, and your lips land on Billy. His hands are around your waist, gripping yours tightly. He moves his lips down, kissing your jaw line down to your neck. Working to take off your shirt with his hands, desperately needing to feel you. "Oh fuck..." He groans once he sees your bear breasts. Smirking to yourself, you unbuckle his belt, throwing it to the side somewhere. slowly falling to your knees as you look up at him, filled with hunger. Looking back at his bulge,you take your hand and free his cock out. The tip is hard and slightly red, with pre-cum dripping out. Wrapping your hand around it and pumping it. Billy's head throws back.

Letting a small giggle out before taking his length into your mouth, taking how much you could, and putting your hand to whatever place you couldn't reach You began to swirl your tongue around him, moving your head back and forth, pumping the rest with your hand. Feeling his hand grip onto your hair tightly as his head falls back with his eyes tightly shut. "God, I knew you'd be this nice sucking on my cock like a desperate whore?" using his hand to move your head faster and faster.

His breath got heavier and faster. "God damn, I'm gonna' cum..." Billy groaned out. Seconds later, hot ropes of sticky cum shot through down your throat. Pulling back your head, he took your body and laid you on the bed. Removing your pants, leaving your body fully naked along with him. "You're so wet for me, God," he said, looking down at you like a starved man who just found his first meal in months. Getting down on his knees, he placed your legs over his shoulders. Moving his face into your cunt, he slid his tongue down slowly, throwing your head back and gripping the sheets.

"Billy Oh my god," you cried out, your eyes shutting tightly as you felt him lapping over and over,bringing his thumb along and rubbing circles around your clit. Your hips stutter as you feel your orgasm approach by the second. "I'm so close right here, oh my god, please don't stop!" whining out as your hand moves to grip his hair tightly as if you were going to die. "Let go for me," he mumbled against you, his thumb going faster rubbing the right places as he continued to fuck you with his tongue. You moan loudly as you came your vision going blurry and cloudy.

Leaning back up, Billy hovers above you. Getting an idea, you flip him around and straddle him on the bed, kissing him deeply. Tasting yourself on him sent a shock of pleasure through you. Feeling his hands as he wrapped them around your naked waist, guiding his cock to your entrance. "You've been so nice to me; let me show you how much I fucking love you." Your breath heavy from your previous orgasm. Sliding fully down onto him, your cunt squeezing tightly around him, sitting still before moving.

Slowly moving your hips back and forth, your hands hold his face, making you both look at each other in the eyes. His blue eyes looking at you filled with passion, desire, and an intense stare. Letting out a quiet moan as his hands guide your movement. "Fuck, just like that, don't stop." He let out a slight whimper. Biting his lip as he glanced down, your bodies connected, a white cream ring slowly appeared. Throwing your head back as he hit your G spot gave him a chance to leave markings on your neck. The room getting hot, sweaty, and sticky. "Fuuuuckkkkkk," Billy rasped out, his head throwing back as he felt your cunt tighten more, feeling your orgasm approach.

"Cum with me, Billy; I know you want to... fuck! Gonna get me pregnant too, hm?" You said Making him look back at you. "Fuck yeah, I am. You'll look so good all round my child." He huffed out, taking his hand to circle once again on your clit. That made you even more turned on, quickening your pace to bring you both to your orgasm. Both letting out loud cries of moans out as he filled your womb with his hot sticky ropes of cum as yours slowly dripped out.

Sitting still, the only thing heard was the sounds of your breathing. your head resting on his shoulder as he placed soft kisses on your neck once more. "I wouldn't be ashamed to do that again once more," Billy joked out as he helped you slide off and lay next to you, keeping you close to him. "I agree. You were... okay." You chuckled. Rolling his eyes, he kissed you deeply once more before falling asleep in one another's arms.

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Bonus: Kissing against an abandoned barn as the hot sun beamed onto you both, your breaths were hot and heavy as Billy groped your breasts, squeezing them, causing a moan to slip out. "Hurry, Billy, they'll start to wonder where we are," stating as you unbuckle his belt. It was after a fight with some men and then being chased. Both filled with adrenaline, and needing to get some steam out of you both. "I'm trying, darling, but you know how much I love taking my time with you." he said, kissing your neck as he lifted one of your legs around his waist.

Taking his cock out and pumping it before sliding into your cunt, as much as he wished he could take his time, he knew they'd both have to be quick with this. Both of your forheads leaning onto each other, mouths opened, feeling him filling you up to the brim bottoming out, "Fuck!' You screamed as he began to thrust, leaving no time for you to settle. "God, I always love how you feel around me. Cmon' I know you can cum for me.''Rubbing your clit as he thrusted more, which started to becoming sloppy

Slamming your lips onto his, silencing both of your moans as you both cum. Grinding your hips into his to work through it "That's it. Fuck yourself on me." Hands tighten around your waist. You both, after hearing your names being called, "Where the fuck are you guys?" Both quickly parted ways before putting the missing clothing on, quietly giggling to yourselfs.

#billy the kid #billy the kid x reader #billy the kid smut #william bonney #william bonney smut #tom blyth #cowboy smut #billy the kid 2022

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flw3rrr · 3 months

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Ruined by me, known forever

Paring: Billy the kid x fem!reader

18+ Mdni NSFW

(I've never written full on smut only like shorts so this should be a fun way to learn, NOT PROOFREAD sorry for any typos)

word count: 2.3k

“Billy, Oh my god what has happened to you?” you uttered out. Looking in a state of shock and concern.

#billy the kid #billy the kid x reader #billy the kid smut #william bonney #tom blyth #cowboy smut #william bonney smut #billy the kid 2022

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flw3rrr · 3 months

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Okay, so i fully finished watching this series and im absolutely OBSESSED. this man i need him like no other. Anyways Does anyone have any recommendations on which stories, or any mini shorts to read about him here? i’ve read some and everyone is so talented.💖

#billy the kid x reader #billy the kid smut #billy the kid #billy the kid series

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flw3rrr · 5 months

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Following Dutch around as you cling to him can be seen as a way to be near him, and it might come across as slightly annoying to him initially. However, with time, Dutch might start to appreciate having you around, enjoying the fact that you want to be close to him, which could be seen as a sign of his dominance. By showing off his power over you, in which could make him feel powerful and in control

#dutch van der linde x reader #rdr2 #dutch van der linde #dutch van der linde imagine #writing short

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flw3rrr · 7 months

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The way Astarion has me in a chokehold.

#astarion ancunin #baldur's gate 3

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flw3rrr · 8 months

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Dutch clearly knows that the most thing that drives you insane is when his hand wraps around your throat. (not hard enough to where you can still breath fine) leaving the cold rings feeling Devine.🫶

#dutch van der linde x reader #rdr2 #dutch van der linde #dutch van der linde imagine #I’m back lmao

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flw3rrr · 10 months

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A broken Promise

Characters: Dutch x OC

summary: Dutch meets a girl in Saint Denis. His attempts to swoon her over in order to get any kinds of amount of money he needs for his High mighty plan to leave for Tahiti.

OC name: Audrey evermore

Warnings: manipulation, angst, Taking advantage of use of money, Age gap, (Please let me know if anything else i missed!)

A/n: second time writing a long one. This man is like tough to write for.

Words: 4,732

It was just a normal day in Saint Denis. The workers were heading to their jobs to earn money for their homes, to keep food on the table, or to pay for their families. For the rich, perhaps. They mostly went to gamble, head to the offices, or even go on the boat and play more poker. That’s what Audrey’s Father did. he would spend but somehow win enough money to still gamble it away and keep his family together and rich. For her mother…. She spent her time gossiping with her lady friends, mostly discussing clothing or the events happening in town.

Audrey kept to herself and stayed quiet, as she didn't really have any friends. She would talk to the maids or any worker she saw or spend time alone when she wasn't forced to hang out with her mother and listen to gossip. Audrey would take walks around Saint Denis, taking in the atmosphere and admiring the flowers as she walked by. All the walks were normal. She gave a kind nod to those who greeted her with a good morning or afternoon. Nobody reading made Audrey interested in them.

That was until she met him. Dutch van der Linde... A famous outlaw across the states. He was charming and seemed smart just from his looks, especially with that grin he had. Audrey was memorized by him, but they only offered small waves and glances when given such an opportunity, but he was rarely seen in Saint Denis.

That was until she was walking her newly dog down the streets her father gifted to her, she noticed Him. but he was with two other men walking to Angelo Bronte’s house. She didn’t think much as she still continued to walk down as the new dog sniffed everything in her path. Audrey thought things on why on earth he was going to Brontes house, nobody really messed with him.

As she strolled back home, she suddenly heard a voice speak to her. It was hard to describe, but it sounded charming and strong. Audrey turned around to face the man, her eyes widening as she saw it was him. He stood right in front of her, a smile upon his face.

“I can see you have a new friend to join your walks miss.” He spoke with such confidence in his words. Almost as he seemed he was always right. Audrey was temporarily speechless, unable to process the fact that he was actually speaking to her. As she noticed he was awaiting a response from her, she eventually began to speak.

“Oh, yes… My father gave him to me as a gift. I named him Argus” Dutch loved the sound of her voice - it was soft and calming, almost as if it could soothe a crying baby immediately. He knew he wanted to get to know her better, so he made a mental note to take advantage of any future opportunities to do so.

“Well, isn't that kind gesture of your father. Rich I presume?” He only asked this, of course, to see if she would be any help for him and his gang with money. possibly scam them out of anything. “Well, you could say that I just don't usually like using the word rich. wealthy mostly.” Audrey said with a small smile.

Bingo, he thought. He knew that all he had to do was get closer to her, meet her parents, and get on good terms with them, especially her father. His goal was to ultimately swindle them out of as much money as he could. “Well, I'll let you head home miss… Perhaps I can walk you?” he said kindly.

Audrey was still staring at him in awe, almost hypnotized by his spoken words. After a moment's silence, she finally replied, "That's very kind of you," and began walking back home with him by her side. They both continued to speak as they walked back to her place. Dutch was sure to be careful of his questions, or answers. He didn’t want to scare her off quickly. The sun was slowly setting making the streetlights slowly turn on to light the roads and areas for the dark.

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Over the past few days, Audrey and Dutch had started to stop on the street and having their own little talks with each other. She noticed that it was he who was mostly finding her, rather than the other way around. The chats would begin with him bringing her gifts - a small ring or a flower - which were all part of his plan to win her over and get the money he wanted from her father. Despite his motives, Audrey would always blush over his gestures, almost feeling hypnotized by him.

Though when he attended the party with Arthur and some of the other members, he found himself in a conversation with Bronte when suddenly a man in a well-fitting suit walked onto the balcony. "Ah, Mr. Evermore," Bronte spoke. Dutch was surprised, but at the same time, he was excited to be introduced to Audrey's father for the first time. He now had the opportunity to talk to him alone or convince Bronte to help him in his scheme to get money from her father. They were already discussing the subject of money, so it could be an easy sell.

"I apologize for being late, Bronte," Mr. Evermore said as he approached the balcony. "My wife was having difficulty deciding which necklace to wear, and she didn't want to leave our daughter at home alone." He nodded to Dutch, who was already standing there. "Women," Bronte said in response. Dutch was finally introduced to Audrey's father - learning that his name was William. The three continued to speak for a while, until Dutch joined Arthur to send him on a little mission.

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A week had passed since the party, and Audrey hadn't heard anything from Dutch since their last spoken moment. She wondered if he had gotten tired of her already. She took a moment to brush her hair with a hairbrush she had gotten during a trip to France. After getting dressed for the day, she decided to take her dog on a walk to enjoy the nice weather outside.

As she walked around the small park near her home, she once again heard that familiar voice say, "Well, it certainly has been a while since we last spoke." She smiled to herself and turned around to face him, and Dutch could see the happiness on her face. He loved it, knowing that his tactics were working on her.

“It has," Audrey replied eagerly with a hint of happiness in her tone. "It's been a while since we've seen each other. I hope everything is alright?" Her voice started slow and monotonous, but it picked up its pace, and now she felt as if it had never sounded better.

Dutch couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at her concern for him. He admitted to himself that he had developed some feelings for her. His plan had originally been to befriend her so that she would introduce him to her father, but he had already met him at that party.

However, no matter how much he liked her, he had to keep his focus on earning enough money to move to Tahiti. “I’m fine, Though I had a quite a head injury, Ive healed fast.” he nodded. Audrey's expression filled with shock and concern as she heard the news. She took a step closer to him, wanting to touch his face gently, but she didn't, knowing that it might be inappropriate.

"Oh, well I'm glad you've gotten better," she said with concern in her voice. “But enough talking about me.. How have you been..?” he asked plainly.

They had their regular conversation, which, to an eavesdropper, would likely have been dull and uninteresting. Dutch talked about Evelyn Miller and his books, but Audrey didn't find the subject material particularly captivating. He also mentioned meeting her father at the ball, describing how well her father had a way with words when speaking his mind or giving opinions.

Audrey, in turn, talked about how her father enjoyed gambling. Despite their lengthy conversation in the park, they failed to notice that very few people were present. The ones who were still quite far away, but enough that they couldn't be seen.

As they both sat on the bench, with Audrey's dog resting near her feet, they shared a sweet, slow moment that felt like a fairytale for Audrey. She felt as if she had just met her soulmate, and for Dutch, he didn't feel anything in particular, but he did notice how she looked at him with so much admiration in her eyes.

"So, you mentioned that your father likes to gamble so much? How does he manage to keep such money to keep his family stable?" questioned Dutch, his tone laced with curiosity. He didn't mention at all how her father along with Bronte had told him about the money stashed at the trolley station, and he didn't like that one bit.

Being played like a fool and angered him, but he shouldn't blame Audrey for she wasn't aware of what had been happening in his life lately. "Yes, he still manages to find a way to keep some money to provide for us," Audrey answered, her tone suggesting that she didn't care to discuss her father at length.

Dutch couldn't help but notice that she seemed reluctant to talk about him, even though he had given her many gifts over the years. He made a mental note to tread carefully with the subject of her father in the future.

With the conversation hitting a standoff, Dutch decided he needed to make a move to get things going again. He thought for a moment and then acted, pushing a piece of hair back into place and carefully caressing her cheek with his hand, allowing it to linger there for a beat.

Audrey was shocked by his touch, but she pushed the thought aside. His hand felt rough to the touch, but she tried not to let it bother her. Dutch looked Audrey in the eyes, taking a deep breath before asking a daring question. "Have I ever told you that you are beautiful?" he inquired, his tone a mixture of flattery and determination.

It wasn't just about winning her over anymore; now he had to convince her to give him the money that he now knew her father wouldn’t give, He needed to persuade her without coming across as if he was using her. Audrey's face instantly flushed with a bright shade of crimson, her cheeks glowing with a warm blush.

Normally, when men paid her compliments, she would shrug it off and go about her day, feeling flustered and uncomfortable. However, with Dutch giving her this compliment, she felt like she had won the world. She suddenly felt important and special, her heart skipping a beat at the thought that someone valued her beauty so highly.

Audrey's eyes darted to the side, trying to avoid direct eye contact with Dutch. She felt suddenly shy and flushed, not knowing how to respond to this sweet compliment. But then Dutch took hold of her chin, gently forcing her to face him once more. Her heart skipped a beat as she was caught off guard by this sudden and tender gesture, and she felt a surge of flutters and nerves inside her chest. The excitement and anticipation she felt was overwhelming.

“Now there’s no reason to get so nervous now?” Dutch's smirk broadened as he took in the effect his words were having on Audrey. He was proud of himself for being able to manipulate her so well and put her into the position he wanted. He was so close to achieving his goal, and the thought of it was almost enough to make him burst with pride.

He just had to keep playing his cards right and the money would be his. Audrey hesitated for a moment before responding, feeling utterly flummoxed by her own reaction to his charm. She couldn't find the right words to say, so she resorted to the quickest one that came to mind: "I realized it's getting late. My parents must be wondering where I am." She rose from the bench, holding the leash for her dog, and offered Dutch a quick goodnight before leaving. As she walked home, mind occupied by the thoughts of their encounter, she found herself daydreaming about him.

Dutch's smirk stayed firmly in place as he watched Audrey leave, feeling like he was on top of the world. He had everything he wanted and felt like he was the best in the universe. His ego was on a high, and he couldn't wait to get his hands on that money. He knew he would only need to bide his time, and soon it would be his. The power he had over her was overwhelming, and he savored it.

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Audrey's mind raced with thoughts of yesterday's events, and she couldn't help but giggle with excitement. She kicked her feet with joy, imagining what it would be like to kiss Dutch's lips. She found herself deep in thought, unable to focus as she relived every moment of their encounter over and over. The thought of ever being with him filled her with such excitement that she couldn't contain it, especially knowing how close he had gotten to her yesterday. She was sure that this was the start of something great, and she couldn't wait to see where it would lead

Audrey was jarred from her thoughts by a knock at her door. She leaned up to see her mother walk in, her eyes filled with concern as she took in the giddy expression on Audrey's face. "Daughter," she said, sitting on the couch beside her bed, "if I may ask, why are you so…giddy?" Audrey's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she shifted her gaze away from her mother's piercing eyes, unsure of how to respond. She didn't want to give away her secret, but at the same time, she couldn't bear to disappoint her mother.

Audrey's gaze shifted away from her mother's intense stare, feeling embarrassed to have been caught in the middle of her giddy mood. "Oh, it's nothing, mother. I promise," she said with a smile, attempting to conceal the truth about her secret friend. She didn't want to disappoint her, so she tried her best to feign ignorance. However, her mother was far from convinced and simply looked at her with disbelief before shaking her head and leaving the room, wondering what her daughter was so giddy about.

Audrey stayed inside the house all day, left alone with only the butler who was in his office presumably working on other things. Suddenly, a loud knock on the door echoed through the house, catching Audrey by surprise. She approached the door to investigate, her curiosity piqued by the unexpected interruption. She reached for the doorknob and opened the door, unsure of what to expect on the other side. With such surprise it was him, Dutch. she blinked a couple of times before she spoke.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, confused. It's easy enough to find her house if you just ask a couple of people, but why is he here? She wondered.

“I noticed you hadn’t taken your daily walk, so I worried a little. Is it a bad time to be here?” he asked, a soft grin crossing his face.

Audrey looked at him with confusion and adoration, touched by how he had worried for her. His concern for her was reinforcing the beliefs she had developed for him over time. "No," she began, "it's not, but if my parents were home, they'd certainly be confused as to why you're here." She giggled slightly before opening the door wider to let him in.

As Dutch entered the home, his eyes took in the elaborate decorations. The house wasn't massive, but it was clearly the residence of someone with money, such as Audrey's family. Couches were placed against the walls, with paintings of ballet dancers or other random subjects hanging nearby. Some rooms even had grandfather clocks in the corner. It was clear that the family had a particular taste in interior design.

Audrey pointed out, "You came at a good time, actually. My parents are at a party, and our butler is busy in his office. He can't hear very well, so you don't need to worry about being caught being here." She was feeling nervous, given the fact that he was standing right in her home. She couldn't help but wonder what might happen and prayed for the best.

Dutch chuckled lightly and responded, "Oh, I'm not worried, sweetheart. I've handled worse…." He strolled around, taking in the room, then stopped and gazed at her. His eyes seemed to brim with admiration, or perhaps even desire or need. She couldn't quite decipher his intent.

"Can I get you anything?" Audrey inquired with a warm smile and kind tone as she approached Dutch, offering her assistance. Dutch politely declined, and they made their way to the sitting room, sitting on the soft couch next to each other in comfortable silence. The ticking of the clock reverberated in the background, adding to the peaceful atmosphere.

Dutch noticed a piece of paper on the table, addressed to Audrey. His curiosity piqued, he asked, "What's that letter for? Some secret lover?" He offered the comment with a dark chuckle, turning back to her for her response. Audrey's eyes widened, and she hurriedly dismissed his suggestion by replying that she had no lover and the letter didn't concern him.

Dutch continued his line of questioning about the letter, disguising his true intent as a lighthearted banter. He acted as if he were merely joking, but deep down, he truly desired to know the contents of the letter. Audrey, giving in to the temptation, finally spoke about the letter's significance, revealing its importance to Dutch.

"There was an ad I found where the church asked for donations to feed those who couldn't afford to do so themselves," Audrey explained, detailing her generous gesture. "I sent a letter with a check for a thousand dollars - it's the best I could do. My parents were part of the effort to donate such a sum, meaning this letter is them thanking me." She wondered why he was so interested in knowing the contents of the letter, but she pushed the curiosity aside for now, determined not to make a fuss about it.

As she spoke, Dutch's eyes lit up with delight, amazed that Audrey could be so generous. He realized that he could explain his situation to her, hoping that she would understand and be willing to help. He then moved his body closer to her, carefully drawing her into his arms and cradling her close. He made certain that she was comfortable with his embrace before proceeding, ensuring that any physical contact was consensual and mutually desired.

Audrey inhaled sharply at the sudden turn of events, her heart pounding harder than ever before. She looked at Dutch directly in the eyes, and for a moment, she was rendered speechless. Dutch's charm had once again gotten the better of her, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet intrigued at the same time. She let her hands rest on his chest, taking comfort in his embrace.

Dutch spoke softly to her, "Not only are you beautiful, but you also have a kind heart. You are truly a gem among women." He then took one of his hands and gently caressed her cheek with care, making sure not to frighten or overwhelm her. He desired to keep her calm and at ease in his embrace, which he hoped she felt comfortable and safe in.

she noticed her head and his were slowly leaning into each other slowly, then in a blink of eye both of their lips touched. the taste of whiskey and cigars came off of him but she didn't mind it. her mind was going crazy on how carefully he was kissing her. with such passion. he now had both of his hands on her face holding her into the kiss more as her hands wrapped around his neck.

Audrey withdrew abruptly from him after several moments of sharing an intimate embrace, breathing heavily as she looked back to the clock on the wall behind them. Her face took on a blushing hue as she became flustered and shy, recognizing that this was her first-ever kiss. "My parents are probably on their way home; it's best you go now before they arrive," she spoke softly, trying to gather her thoughts and recover from the encounter.

Dutch left the house after taking one last look at Audrey, his expression soft as he contemplated what had just transpired. That very evening, he disclosed his plans to the gang, detailing his encounter with Audrey. Meanwhile, Audrey remained in her room, grinning with joy, as if she held a well-kept secret from everyone else. Her parents entered the home mere moments after Dutch had departed, inquiring as to why their daughter looked as if she were harboring something.

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A week had elapsed since then, and Dutch had secretly made his way into Audrey's room on two separate occasions. During those visits, they spent time simply conversing, and there was even some kissing involved. However, he was confident that he had caught Audrey's interest, as she consistently displayed affection towards him, including during their current rendezvous. She sat beside him on the bed, leaning into Dutch with a playful smile on her face, awaiting his next move. Dutch was aware that the moment was ideal, and he thus prepared to ask her the question that weighed heavily on his mind.

"May I ask you something?" Dutch inquired, eyeing the wall decor that sported a floral motif. Audrey lifted her gaze from him to follow his line of vision to the flowers on the wallpaper. She nodded, inviting him to proceed with his inquiry.

"You likely have a fair idea of my identity and the actions I must take in order to sustain the safety of my gang-family," Dutch remarked, clenching his fist while resting it near his chest. "We have been running and hiding for years, and we are simply growing weary," he lamented, then shifting his gaze away from the wallpaper to face her. Dutch was finally prepared to broach the subject on his mind, looking towards Audrey expectantly.

Audrey lifted her head upwards as he continued to speak, her interest piqued by his revelations. Although she was well aware of his identity and the deeds he was known for, she couldn't bring herself to push him away. Audrey was too infatuated with Dutch, even despite her opposition to the violent nature of his gang's activities. She remained intent on listening to the rest of what he had to say, still seeking an understanding of the nuances of his situation.

Dutch expressed a sense of desperation as he implored her, "We are making efforts to save money in the hopes of permanently relocating to Tahiti. I was curious if you might be able to lend me financial assistance in this pursuit, my darling..." He held her hands between his own, kissing them softly and gently, demonstrating a clear plea in his eyes.

Audrey gasped upon hearing Dutch's plea for financial aid in leaving the country. She was concerned at the prospect of him leaving her behind, but before she could voice her opinions, Dutch began to speak again. "And I cannot bear the thought of leaving you here by yourself," he elaborated, planting a kiss on the back of her hand in an attempt to persuade her. "We can become an item, my cherished," he declared, continuing to try and convince her of the merits of his proposal.

Audrey's eyes lit up as she listened to Dutch's assurance that he would take her with him to Tahiti. She yearned for a simple life, and the thought of being loved by a man who adored her greatly was exactly what she desired. She expressed her gratitude and acceptance of his offer, expressing her worries of what her life would have been like without him. Audrey hugged him tightly, grateful to have found a companion who cherished her and intended to share a life with her.

Dutch exuded a sinister expression as Aubrey embraced him, aware that he had achieved ultimate success. He realized that all he needed was the money she possessed, and he could leave the country with confidence, finding safety for himse- his gang and him with ease. Once he acquired the means, he could flee without any impediment, and his path to Tahiti would be paved without resistance.

"You have my utmost gratitude, my dear," Dutch declared, placing a kiss on her forehead, and then swiftly making his way out of her bedroom, making certain not to draw undue attention to himself. Audrey promptly returned to her bed, eager to ensure that the funds were at his disposal by the start of the following day. She allowed herself to drift off to sleep with anticipation, wondering if they would make new friends once they touched down in Tahiti.

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On the following morning, Audrey awoke early, and hastily proceeded to the bank, having made a firm decision to gather the necessary funds to support Dutch's plans of leaving the country. Walking down the city streets, she then reached the Cathedral and noticed him approaching her with a sense of satisfaction and pridefulness. His weapons seemed to glitter in the morning sunlight, and he exuded an air of confidence as he confidently moved towards her.

Audrey's hand swiftly moved upwards, and she placed bills of money in Dutch's hand, who eagerly took hold of them without even hesitating. A feeling of joy washed over Dutch's features, and he flashed a satisfied grin in her direction. "You have done splendidly, my dear," he complimented before adding, "I possess pressing duties to carry out, but I will return to you as soon as possible to finalize our escape." He then nodded to her and proceeded to disappear into the alleys, eager to get started with his preparations.

A day later…….

two days….

three going onto weeks.

As the days passed, Audrey had not heard from Dutch. Her worries began to consume her, and she soon harbored a strong sense of uncertainty, considering that he had perhaps simply abandoned her, leaving without a trace. She was heartbroken at the idea of being cheated and made a mockery of, having granted him a hefty amount of money only to have her hopes shattered. Audrey cried into her pillow, her sorrow compounded by her parents' scolding once they learned about the financial situation she was in.

In time, she was left alone to stew in her emotions of anger and disappointment, incapable of finding any means to vent or relieve her anguish. She felt like she was left in the dark, and the realization of the broken promise and broken heart became too much for her, leaving her with a myriad of feelings that she struggled to express.

he had broken his promise….

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