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I am not well 🫠

Drawing this was a must. We've all seen his biceps, after all.

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Summary - Jonah is reunited with his wife when he returns home from a bounty, and she has a certain idea in mind of welcoming him home.

Warnings - smut 18+, gambling, cussing.

Word count - 8.9k

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"Alright, I'll raise you four more!" Circled around a small salon table were four men, a crowd forming as Angela refused to fold her hand in the poker game that had been going on for hours now. 

"Deal." She'd smile, smug as ever as she slid four more pieces into the center on the table, waiting for the other men before her to take their turn. 

"Alright that's it, I fold. I'm not gonna let a woman rob me of everything I've got." The older man, a friend of Jonahs, would throw his cards on the table. The five cards laid out to be a straight, a good hand but still not enough to end the women's winning streak. 

"She's got to be bluffin'." Another man would call, leaning over his friend's shoulder as he waited for the woman to finally call it. 

She wouldn't though, having learned poker from Mick and perfecting it through history she was a hard one to crack. Always having the perfect poker face. As the town doctor, by the name of Jones, walked into the salon however she'd quickly be finishing up her game. Ending the torment she was causing the men playing against her. 

"Your bounty hunter just got back into town, I'm sure he'll be lookin' for ya after bein' gone so long." His southern accent was heavy, being one of the oldest still alive in the small town of Salvation. 

The determination in her blue eyes would quickly turn to excitement as she turned to call the game. "Alright boys, I'm all in." Laying down her cards and sliding in her chips she'd reveal a royal flush, earning grumbles and curses from the men as they pulled out the money in their pockets. 

"Good game boys. I'll have to come back and show you how it's done again." With a wink and a kiss to the old doctor's cheek Angela would jump on her black and white mustang to set off towards her house. 

She hadn't been in Salvation for too long, but luckily the people already knew who she was. And now that she had decided to stay permanently they had all welcomed her with open arms, keeping her company when Jonah left town on bounties. 

Their small cabin was situated just on the edge of town, the only green left in the area serving as her backyard. She had learned all kinds of things since moving in full time, like gardening and cooking. Things she needed to know to survive in the west. 

When she'd finally make it home she'd be delighted to see Jonah's Tennessee Walker already tied up outside, doing the same with her horse before quickly walking towards the front door. She'd enter quietly, assuming he had gone up to their room to change she decided to surprise him. 

As the old stairs creaked under her feet she'd reach for the handle of their bedroom, opening it slowly before jumping in behind him unbuttoning his shirt. The sudden noise was enough to startle him and have him reaching for his pistol as he turned around to glare at her. 

"Jesus christ Angela, I didn't see you come home."

His weapon would be back in its holster before she could properly hug him, just so that he could return the gesture tenfold even lifting her up in the process. "I missed the hell out of you. Both of you."

His hand would move from cradling her back to instead move her oversized shirt against her stomach to reveal a small bump. She had been doing her best to hide her pregnancy, but it was starting to get harder now that their son was growing like a weed. 

"We missed you too." She'd smile, reaching up to cup his cheek before leaning up to peck against his lips. "I'm just happy you're home safe, you worry me so much every time you take a bounty so far away."

"Well knowing I'm coming home to you makes it easier. My woman, waiting to see me." He'd smile at the thought. "I'm glad we were finally able to manage this, us, I didn't want to worry about you traveling through time without me there makin' sure you were alright."

"Well now I have a piece of you everywhere I go." Rubbing her stomach she'd smile up at the man, before reaching up to toss his hat across the room. "A piece of you that won't get their foot out of my ribs, and is pushing on my bladder. They're getting harder to hide too, people have started asking questions."

They'd both been overjoyed when the doctor had told them she was pregnant, but once the realization came Jonah had warned her not to go around telling everyone yet. If people found out they might come for her, afterall his profession made him a lot of enemies. 

"Not much longer. I just want to make sure nothing happens to either of you, because I don't want to have to go on a murder spree." 

"That's too bad." Moving to unbutton the shirt he had just put on she'd look up at him with innocent eyes. "I think I might like you going crazy over me."

"I'm crazy enough for you already. Whole town is making fun of me now." They had been since he first started courting her. 

He'd watch silently as she unbuttoned the last button, pulling the fabric down from his shoulders to join his other clothes on the floor. He hadn't expected her to meet him with this as soon as he got home, but he wasn't going to complain either. He had been waiting a long time to be able to come home to her after a shit job, and he was going to enjoy it now that he had her. 

Running a hand up and down his chest she'd hum, looking over every scar and mark left behind from his fights until she'd stumble upon a new one. A bullet sized hole in his shoulder that he had patched up himself. 

"Jonah. What happened?"

Before she could get too concerned he'd lean down to kiss her, hard enough to take her breath away as he let his tongue invade her mouth. He didn't need her worrying about him, not when it was his job to watch over her and his future child. 

"Nothin you need to worry your pretty little head over. I'll be fine."

She'd look up at him as if considering arguing with him before sighing and snaking her hand around his neck instead, playing with the hair on his neck. As he'd lean down to kiss her again she'd moan, dropping a hand to unbuckle his belt and lower his jeans to his knees, something he'd have to kick off along with his boots. 

As he'd come to realize she was still fully clothed he'd grumble, pulling away from her only long enough to unbutton and unzip all of her clothes so he could easily toss them with his own. He'd be happy to see her not wearing anything under her button up, licking his lips as her nipples perked from the cold air of their cabin. 

"Damn. How did a man like me get so lucky?" 

Lowering his calloused hand, he'd brush his finger across her breast before squeezing, listening to her moan. 

"Jonah please, touch me. I've missed you so much." Pushing against his hand she'd press herself up against him, lowering a hand to squeeze against his briefs. As he'd buck into her hand she'd take that as permission to rid him of the final thing keeping him hidden, moaning when she'd watch his member spring free. 

She'd be happy to let him have the reins, pulling off her underwear as he helped her up into their bed. It was old enough to squeak under their weight, shifting when he'd tower over her small form. "Did you miss me when you were gone?"

"You know I did."

Letting her legs fall apart she'd be on full display for him, peering over her baby bump at his blue eyes as she lowered a hand to spread herself apart for him to see. "Show me how much."

He wouldn't hesitate to oblige, groaning as he'd watched her play with herself before moving her hand away to be replaced by her own. After a few simple circles he'd have her shaking under him, bucking up into his hand and she mumbled out nonsense. He loved seeing her like this, needy and desperate for him. 

Jonah would move his hand away before she could find her release, earning a whimper from her before he'd silence it with another kiss. As it would grow heated he'd start to pump himself against her leg, getting ready to push inside of her after making sure she could handle him. 

As his tip would glide between her folds she'd have to bite her tongue to keep from moaning too loud, looking at him with pleading sky blue eyes as she tried to pull him down against her with her legs that were wrapped around his waist. 

He wouldn't make her wait much longer, getting his shaft wet from her near orgasm before sliding inside of her. He'd take her pleads and whimpers as permission to keep going, slowly thrusting himself against her until he was completely buried inside. 

"Please. I need you so bad, don't stop please." Her pleas would barely be audible as he quietly shushed her with another kiss. This one being more loving and slow as he began to rock his hips against her own, in a steady motion. 

The longer she'd be squeezing around him the harder he would find it to keep his pace slow, speeding up every time she'd ask him to or he'd see her eyes roll to the back of her head. 

By the time they were both about to reach their highs he'd be thrusting against her so hard the bed frame would groan under every movement, hitting the wall behind them where small scratches were beginning to form. He'd only smile down at her though as her orgasm would come crashing down on her in waves, having her moaning out his name as he angled to hit even deeper inside of her. 

"God damn. You feel like heaven Darlin', squeezing me like that. I don't think I'm gonna last much longer." He'd be telling the truth too as he'd see stars just after her, grunting with his forehead pressed against hers. 

He'd slowly stop his motions, squeezing against her hips as he pulled out. She'd be leaking out onto their bed as soon as his shaft would go limp against her stomach, already carrying their child and having no room left for anything else he'd give her. 

"Let me run you a bath, don't move okay sweetheart."

Aftercare was something he took seriously, wasting no time in running her a hot bath so she could soak in the tub, even carrying her into their bathroom so she wouldn't have to walk.  

"I guess you really did miss me." She'd smile, letting him get into the water first before she'd lay back against his chest in the porcelain tub. 

"Like hell." He'd admit, kissing her shoulder with a smile as his hands came to rest against her stomach again. 

She'd be happy laying there with him for hours, soaking in the time she got with him whether it was spent being intimate or otherwise. As his hands would cup her belly she'd let her smaller ones fall over his, smiling at the thought of their son kicking against them. 

"I've been talking to the other ladies and I think I've decided to have them here. Naturally with you and the doctor." If they could do it after all then why couldn't she?

"Are you sure about that? What if something goes wrong, I don't know the first thing about delivery and Mr. Jones is definitely not Gideon."

She'd chuckle, leaning back to properly look up at him with a smile. "We can have the legends on standby. But I want to do what my body was meant to do, naturally without any help." Thinking for a moment she'd decide. "How hard can it be anyways?"

Words she'd definitely be regretting in the coming months. 

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Summary - Gary decides to treat his girlfriend to an intimate date, breaking the time bureau code and possibly getting his past self into a bit of trouble.

Warnings - smut 18+, praise kink, cussing, thigh riding.

Word count - 2.9k

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"You know Gare Bear I've been thinking." After catching her breath Melissa would be drawing shapes on the chest of her boyfriend. Pillow talk was definitely one of the best parts of an intimate night, words of endearment or secrets exchanged between them in their state of ecstacy. 

"Yeah, what about?" Gary couldn't keep the grin from his face as he laid back against the headboard, the same place he had been for over an hour now while Mellisa took her charge straddling his waist. 

Melissa would hesitate, feeling a sudden sense of shame wash over her for what she was about to admit. They had gone over the dos and donts of their bedroom life the first time they had been intimate together, and while Gary admitted to be down to trying almost anything once Mel wasn't as open about her wants. 

"I wish I would've known you when you still worked at the bureau." Her green eyes would still be fixed on his chest, not looking away from the small patch of hair she was occupying herself with. 

"Why do you say that?" He wouldn't be met with any answer though, as Melissa slowly started to vanish inside of her own head. He wasn't going to allow her to do that though, pulling away from her only so he could look down properly at her. 

"Come on, you know you can tell me anything."

Her green eyes would only meet his for a second, before immediately finding someone else to stare at in the room. Gary was rarely ever the type to tell her what to do or to impose when he could see she didn't want to talk, but he felt something come over him as he reached down to gently grab her chin forcing her eyes to meet his. 

"I'm not going to judge you for anything Mel, you don't have to tell me but I'd love to know more about what I can do to please you. Anything you want, I want to make you feel good too."

As he'd grab at her chin her eyes would widen with surprise, chest tightening as her heart seemed to beat out of her chest. This is exactly what she wanted, him to take over for one night and be the one calling the shots. 

With a quiet gulp she'd start to explain. "I wish I knew you then, because I'd get to see you in your suit all the time. And I could've come to see you at work, seen your office, maybe… spent some alone time with you in there." 

His eyes would widen now, although a smirk would quickly make its way onto his face. He didn't have an office truth be told, and he barely had a desk but he wasn't going to tell her that now. 

"I would've liked that a lot too."

"Really?" She was loving the change in his tone, and how at this angle he almost loomed over her. She'd find herself moving further under him, looking up to meet his gaze through her lashes. "Did you have a big office, one with your name on the door?"

Although he was almost always the one submitting to her, Gary didn't have a problem playing into her needs, especially after she'd already done more than enough to please him for the night. As she'd move further under him his grip on her chin would tighten, leaning down to briefly kiss her. 

"Yes, one with a picture of me behind the desk. A dark mahogany wood sturdy enough for anything I sat on top of it." He was thinking of that something being her, laid out and begging for him to please her. 

"I wish I could've seen it then. We would've had fun there." Unfortunately that couldn't happen though, and even if they wanted to pretend like it could, anything they did that made more than a little noise was sure to wake Chris a few doors down, and earn the wrath of her mother too. 

Letting out a yawn Mel would move herself to fall asleep against his chest instead, surely dreaming of a night where they didn't have to muffle their moans and he could bend her over the desk he had been talking about. 

Gary however wouldn't be sleeping much at all, thinking of any way he could do what she wanted. As he'd turn over in bed it would dawn on him, seeing his time courier charging on his nightstand. He'd be able to get her exactly what she wanted after all. 

The morning couldn't come fast enough for him, thinking a few times of waking her up. But he knew better, if he wanted to keep his life and keep her happy then making sure she got a night full of rest was crucial. 

"Good morning sleepy head." He'd finally whisper as she started to toss in her sleep, searching for him in their bed but only opening her eyes when she'd realize he wasn't there. 

"Gare? What are you doing up so early?"

The way he was standing at the foot of their bed with a huge grin should've been telling enough, he was definitely up to no good. 

"I have something I want to show you, come on, throw on your robe and follow me!"

She'd grumble, sitting up in their bed and whipping the sleep from her eyes. She still wasn't fully awake, but she knew better by now than to argue with him when he was excited about something. 

"This better be good, we haven't even had breakfast yet."

As she'd slowly get up to slip on her robe she'd follow him out into the hall, one room over to what still served as a small library connected to Chris' room. What would soon be their baby's nursery. 

It wasn't until he'd be reaching for the handle she'd realize what he was wearing. He had on his full suit, a tie to match but most importantly his old name tag he'd kept from the bureau. 

"Gare. I appreciate you trying but we can't do that here. I'm sure Chris is still asleep and if she wakes up they'll kill us."

Reaching out for her hand Gary would reassure her.  "Just trust me, no one will hear us okay?"

Seeing the hesitancy from her he'd open the door, opening a portal into the old time bureau at the same time. Specifically into Avas office, someone he made sure was busy at the time of their arrival. He knew better than to break the laws of time travel, but with the doors locked and windows tented no one would know their little secret. 

"Gary. Is this really… your old office?" As she'd step inside she'd see his name plaque on the desk, mahogany just as he had told her with papers stacked in the corner. 

She knew this was wrong, and that they couldn't be there but as her boyfriend shut the door and portal behind them she'd find herself not arguing. No words seemed to be coming out as she looked around. 

Feeling accomplished Gary would smirk, leaving her side to instead sit at the chair behind his desk. His usual bubbly happy nature seemed to have vanished as his face dropped immediately. 

"So. Ms. Wilson, you've come in for your assessment I see? Shall we get started?"

"Gary. We can't do this, it breaks so many time laws." Looking outside the large windows she'd see other works pass by. "Plus what if someone sees us?"

"The windows are tinted and the door is locked, only I can open it with this button. So no one will be coming in to bother us. I can promise you that, now I have a job to do." His eyes seemed darker than usual as he stared her down. "Come sit down for your evaluation."

She'd hesitantly listen, slowly moving across the room as her bare feet sunk into the carpeted floor. She liked him like this, powerful and in control. It was a part of him she hadn't really seen before. 

As she'd start to sit across from him he'd stop her. "Not there, here." Moving his chair away from the desk he'd motion to his lap, having her choking on air before quickly listening. 

Holding her robe together she'd do her best to squeeze her legs together to keep the juices coating her thighs from dripping onto his suit. "What did you want to know, Gare?" 

"Mr. Green is what you'll refer to me as." Moving his hands up to grab her waist he'd move her to be straddling his lap, earning a moan from her as she rubbed against his slacks. 

"And as I've already told you, you're here for your evaluation. Starting with your uniform, you seem to have forgotten." Looking down at her he'd run his hands along the soft material of her robe. 

"You told me to wear this Ga- Mr. Green."

"Is that back talk?" He'd quickly snap back locking eyes with her as she melted under his brown gaze. 

"No sir. Sorry sir." Rutting against him she'd swallow down a moan. "It won't happen again."

Feeling the way he was growing hard under her, along with the obvious stain she was leaving behind on his pants she'd find it harder to stay still. Even the smallest movement from him quickly has her gripping onto him for stability. 

"Wearing something like this to work. It's like you're begging for my attention." Running a hand up and down her sides he'd slowly start to untie the string keeping her from being exposed. "Is that what you wanted Ms. Wilson? My attention."

"Yes." She'd quickly answer back, arching her back as he finally pulled open her robe, as her breasts would fall free of their confines she'd moan, watching as he licked his lips. 

"Well I think you've got it." Leaning down Gary would take one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking around her hardened bud, his hot tongue making her feel like she was burning. 

Mel would quickly reach up to grab at his hair, keeping him in place as he teased her. Once he was thoroughly done with one side he'd move to the next, holding her hips still as she desperately tried to grind against him.  

"Please. Mr. Green, I need you so bad." 

Popping his mouth off of her nipple he'd hum, watching his saliva drip down onto her stomach. He'd be caught in a daze until he'd hear her pleads, immediately snapping to attention again. 

"Yeah? You need your boss to fill you up, make you scream for me huh?" 

"Yes Gary, fuck, please Mr. Green, I'm begging you." She'd continue to plead as she unbuttoned his suit, Gary reaching up to stop her before she got lower than a few buttons. 

"Well, if you're begging me." With a smirk he'd gently push her off of him, making her watch as he slowly unbuttoned his pants, lowering his boxers with them down to his knees as he sprung up to attention. 

"Come on, sit back down." She wouldn't hesitate to follow orders, watching through hazy eyes as he aligned himself with her before helping her sink down on him. 

As he'd breach through her opening they'd both share a moan, Melissa throwing her head back as she sank down further until eventually he'd bottom out inside of her. 

Gary could keep up the in charge act all day, but once he was buried inside her moist walls he found it almost impossible not to slip back into a submissive state. He knew she needed him to take control this time, so as he'd grab her hips he'd slowly start to move her up and down. 

As his slow and steady thrusts would turn into something harder and faster Mellisa would stop biting back her moans, pleading for him and near screaming his name as she sank herself down onto what felt like a massive intrusion. Maybe it was because of how blissed out she felt, but to her Gary felt bigger than the previous night as she all but humped into his lap. 

"I'm gonna cum, you feel so good Gary. Don't stop." He didn't want her getting there so quickly, and definitely not before him this time, which is why he'd quickly slow down. 

"No. Not yet, I'm not done with your evaluation." Slowing down to a stop he'd have Mellisa groaning with irritation, slipping out of him as she shoved against his shoulder. 

"Gary. What the hell, I told you not to stop." Mellisa wasn't used to being the one following orders either, especially when she was so close to cloud nine seconds ago. Maybe now she'd finally understand what she did to her boyfriend on a regular occasion. 

"Mr. Green. And I'm the one giving orders here, not you, remember." 

Slowly Melissa would fall back into her submissive role, if for no other reason than because she wanted to chase after her release again. And she needed him to do that. 

"Please Mr. Green, I'll be good this time I promise. I won't finish until you tell me to." Grinding against his leg she'd groan, smearing her near orgasm all over his black pants. 

"Good girl. Now get up, so I can finish my job." Once she'd do so he'd follow after her, standing behind her as he turned her to face his desk. "Now bend over." 

She'd look over her shoulder at him, biting her lip as she slowly did what she was told but not before taking her robe and finally tossing it to the floor. As soon as her ass was in the hair she'd wiggle back and forth, as if trying to entice him to keep going. 

Moving to stand behind her Gary would pump himself a few times, getting himself hard enough to push through her dripping lips and immediately inside of her again. He'd set a quick pace, thrusting into her while holding her hips to keep steady. 

Turning her head Mel would watch him take her from behind, knuckles white from gripping the desk as he pounded into her. From the corner of her eyes she could still see people walking up and down the hall, but it did nothing but make her moan louder. The thrill of it making it that much better. 

As both of them quickly reached their highs again Melissa would only get louder, screaming his name as the desk started to squeak under them. Gary would feel the same way, as a tightness grew in his stomach he'd lose his composure, gripping at her hips as he slowly started to slip into his usual position. 

"Oh God Mel, you feel so good." His eyes would fall down to where they were connected watching as he moved in and out of her, whimpering at the sight. 

"Tell me what to do, I want to make you feel good. I want us to cum together."

Melissa wouldn't skip a beat, looking behind her again as the Gary she was used to took over again making his thrusts weaker and slower in his state of ecstacy. 

"Harder, fuck me harder Gare." Reaching under her she'd fumble to find her clit, rubbing circles around herself as she quickly got herself back to the edge again. 

As he'd listen to her command she'd moan again, pushing back against him as her neck craned up towards the ceiling. 

"Good. You're doing so good Gare, you fuck me so good." She knew he loved praises and as she'd give them he'd moan, bracing her hips as he finally fell over the edge and came inside of her, coating her walls in his seed. 

The feelings of him filling her up was enough to have her join him in a state of bliss, swearing his name as they both slowly came back down to reality. As he'd go soft and slip out of her she'd slowly find the strength to turn back around, pulling him in for a sloppy kiss by his tie. 

She wanted to go again, this time with her calling the shots but just as she'd lift her leg up to hook around his waist a loud knock would come from the door. 

"Gary! I know you're in my office." It was Ava, seemingly back from whatever she was busy doing earlier than he had expected. 

"If you don't get out in the next five seconds I'm going to murder you!" He'd quickly snap to action at that, handing Melissa her robe to throw back on before picking up any mess he had made all while opening a door back to the house of mystery. 

Hitting the button to unlock the door he'd quickly get out of there, the only trace it was him being the name plate left on her desk. 

As the portal would close and they'd both be back in the hallway Melissa would try to catch her breath, looking up at her boyfriend before bursting into a fit of laughs. He'd look confused at first, before joining in as she came to kiss him on the cheek. 

"You didn't have to lie Gare, I think you're hot even without the big fancy office." 

"Really?" 

She found it surprising he still struggled to accept how much she loved him at times, but she'd reassure him time and time again. Kissing his cheek again she'd smile. "Of course. Plus, think of you doing that to me on your real desk." 

His grin would grow even wider, but that would be an idea he'd have to use next time.