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When Two Worlds Collide Series

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Pairing: Joel Miller x F!Reader x Arthur Morgan

Chapter Five: Our Gal

WC: 7.8k

Warnings: 18+ Content. Minors DNI. Friends to Lovers. Alternative TLOU & RDR2 Universe. Growing M/F/M Relationship and hints of M/M attraction. Smut. Mentions of Sex. Oral Sex (fem receiving). Fingering. Little bit of angst in this one, but it has a fluffy ending.

AN: We're nearly there, my loves! I've been trying really hard to keep this whole story short, but I'm finding it difficult to keep it simple. We need a little more plot before reaching the ending. I can't help it, I love this concept and want to explore every possibly aspect. I will most definitely be writing some singular one-shots for this storyline in the future. I ain't done with this yet hehehe! I hope you enjoy.

It’s been two days cooped up inside this homestead, and it’s been so pleasant living domestically with two men who are head over heels with you that it feels normal. It feels as though you belong here and this is the way things were meant to be… Like you were made for each other.

Unfortunately, it’s a true saying that ‘all good things must come to an end’ and you’ve been trying to ignore that this good thing you got going between you, Joel and Arthur will eventually come to pass. You’ve been trying to avoid the inevitable because at some point, you will be going home and even though you’re desperate to get back to where you really belong, you don’t like to think about the reality of what that means for the cowboy you’ve grown close with over the last few weeks.

Arthur will be staying here, and it’s a farewell that you don’t wish to go through.

You don’t want to say goodbye, and neither does Joel for that matter. They’ve grown close too, especially after you all got intimate the other night. It’s been nothing but a pleasure in the last couple of days. The men satisfied you like you’ve never been satisfied before, and they never left you wanting or needy for more either. You’ve been showered in sweet kisses, blanketed by their warm embrace and completely engulfed in their love and attraction.

Last night however, was a little different. You didn’t roll around the sheets making love to one another until the early hours of the morning like you did the night before. Instead, you initiated a conversation about avoiding that farewell you dread so much.

You spoke to Joel first about it, to which he revealed that he had the same wishes as yourself, and together, you both asked Arthur if he would like to join you when going back home. Neither of you wanted to leave him behind, but neither of you wanted to stay here forever either. This world is different and beautiful, but it’s not where you belong. Austin, Texas is where you belong. It’s where your lives and your families await.

As expected, Arthur kindly denied your thoughtful offer and explained that he belongs here with his family. You already knew he would say that, but you wanted to ask nonetheless and hoped there was a slim chance that he’d say yes, or he would think about it at the very least.

Needless to say, it was a disappointing, yet understandable answer. You know the man can’t leave his gang behind. He’s so loyal to those he loves and it would be absurd to think he’d abandon them to venture into a new world with you and Joel. So rather than spending the night making love, you spent the night cuddling under the covers, holding each other near and dear like you’d be saying goodbye any day now.

That stranger future guy — Francis Sinclair — hasn’t replied to Arthur’s letter yet, but you have a very strong feeling in your gut that he’ll reach out soon. It’s as if you’ve just found something good here, and just like that common saying, all good things must come to an end. Nothing great lasts forever and you fell asleep last night, wrapped up in the greatness of Joel and Arthur’s presence, savouring every special moment you have with them together.

Now, as the birds tweet their morning song and the sun peeks through the windows, Arthur is the one who awoke first, and he awoke with a soft grunt of your name slipping past his lips. You were still fast asleep and he could feel your warmth pressing against his chest as you breathe rhythmically. It was so subtle and sweet the way you lightly snored, the sound barely audible.

He opened his eyes and looked for you, but found Joel’s face peacefully resting against the pillow in front of him instead. You were buried beneath the blankets with your head and your body comfortably squished between him and Joel. He could feel how hot you were, although you didn’t seem to care and basked in the sensation of two men crowding you completely.

While a part of Arthur wishes he could switch places with Joel so he could see your pretty face, another part of him didn’t mind waking up to see the sight of a man laying opposite him. It was rather surprising how much he liked it. He’s never laid in bed with a man like this before, but he wouldn’t oppose doing it again. Joel looked so calm and well rested, the difference in the dark circles under his eyes were most noticeable. They seemingly disappeared overnight and now he sleeps comfortably, as if he, too, didn’t mind laying in bed with another man like this.

In spite of the fact they weren’t really touching each other intimately since you lay between them, it didn’t take away how deeply romantic they’ve been with each other because of you. Arthur smiles with the remembrance of gripping Joel’s bicep for leverage to piston his hips into you from behind. He feels his cheeks burn with arousal when remembering how Joel spoke to him and praised his actions when fucking you till exhaustion. He closes his eyes briefly and shudders when thinking about how sexy and passionate both of you sounded when climaxing. The sound of your whimpers, so breathy and high pitched, mixed and paired well with Joel’s low guttural groans of pleasure.

Arthur loved it; loved everything about you and Joel together. The thought of letting another man join in the sexual act of making love to a woman never occurred to him before until these last couple weeks. But there were so many things about the experience he had over the last few days that he enjoyed so much and wants to do again. Maybe even explore a little more, if Joel is comfortable with that of course.

Surely he would be, Arthur thought to himself as he could feel Joel’s softened cock between your legs. His cock was between your legs too, only it was growing harder and harder by the second with the thoughts of awaking you both with a pleasurable sensation. He spent the night cuddling with you naked instead of satiating that sexual need of his and now he’s woken up today hungry and ravenous to feel your heat wrapped around him, squeezing him of every ounce of desire he could possibly give. The man has never climaxed so much in his life before. It’s as if you hold that special talent to draw all of it out of him. You and Joel.

However, as much as Arthur would have loved to wake you both up with a blissful orgasm, he didn’t want to overstep any boundaries or wrongfully assume that you like that sort of thing. So instead, he carefully peeled the covers back and climbed out of bed, leaving you both to rest for a little longer while he whips up breakfast.

He got dressed then made his way into the kitchen to look over the food stock. The supply was a little sparse and he’d need to make a visit into town today, but there’s enough to make something to eat for three people.

After gathering some sausages, eggs and bacon together, he brewed up three extra hot mugs of black coffee first before slowly starting the cooking process. He didn’t want to rush and risk the chance of ruining the food, but the smell of roasted coffee beans reached Joel first and he woke up before you did. It was his favourite beverage after all, and he exited the bedroom in nothing but his pants and looked at Arthur sitting by the fire.

“You want some help?” He offered kindly.

“Nah. Take a seat and relax.” Arthur denied the helping hand with the same sentiment of kindness in his tone. “Drink ya coffee. I’ll take care of breakfast today.”

“Well, that’s nice of yer.” Joel moved towards the sofa, chuckling softly with a smile on his face. “Thanks, sunshine.”

Arthur turned to look at him now, his cheeks rosed with flattery while mirroring Joel’s smile. “Don’t mention it, big boy.” He replied and looked into the man’s eyes with a lot of adoration and respect for the man.

Recently, those pet names have harboured a different meaning for Joel and Arthur. It wasn’t just a joking gesture between friends anymore. It became something meaningful and sincere. Like it held the same expressive value of calling you darling or sweetheart. Each of them felt a little flutter in their stomachs and a warm sensation spreading across their chests to hear those terms of endearments. The pair have undeniably become closer to each other, and it’s because of you that their friendship blossomed into something more.

It’s been adventurous and exciting, and Arthur simply can’t get enough of you or Joel. It’s a strange feeling for the man to be so sexually satisfied, yet always hungry for more. He wants more of everything. Not just the sex. More of the way you smile, and how Joel laughs, or how you giggle and the way Joel smiles. He wants more of your humour and the way you tease each other, and the way you never forget to include him in everything either. It won’t be the same without you or Joel. He’s become so used to having you there with him day and night that it feels like you’ve been a part of his life for years. Not weeks.

When the smell of the food started invading every corner of the house and the sound of it sizzling in the pan could be heard, you finally woke up and peeped your head out of the bedroom door. Joel and Arthur turned to look at you, both of their eyes darkening with lust at the sight of you looking so sexy. You stood in the doorway, your eyes heavy and hair slightly dishevelled, with a blanket lazily draped over you that did a poor job of covering up the most revealing areas of your body, but neither of them minded the fact they could see the top of your breasts or a glimpse of your pretty cunt.

“Morning.” You said tiredly, your voice soft and quiet. Moving toward the sofa and taking a seat in the middle, you reached for your coffee then brought your knees up to your chest to get comfortable. Joel laid his arm over your shoulder and squeezed your arm gently. “G’morning, doll.” He murmured into his mug, to which you leaned into his side and looked at Arthur as he smiled at you. “Morning, sweetheart.” He said.

You took all but a sip of your coffee before leaning over Joel to place it on a little table, then moved back into your prior position to cosy up into his side while the food cooks. It smelled divine and your stomach growled, but you still felt so tired and couldn’t fight the urge to close your eyes just for a few moments.

You felt Joel’s hand slipping down your arm to pull the blanket over your body to wrap you up and gradually, you ended up resting your cheek against his chest. The deep vibrating hum of his voice as he spoke to Arthur lulled you back to sleep in a matter of seconds. Moments later, they alerted you that breakfast was ready and you opened your eyes to find three plates filled with bacon, eggs, sausages and a couple slices of toast on each.

“God.” You sighed. Sitting up straight and rubbing your eyes, it’s as if you fell asleep for longer than a moment and took a little micro nap because the sun was glaring through the windows now. It was blinding your eyes and zapping you with energy. “Can’t believe I fell back to sleep. How long was I actually out for?” You asked before raising your arms to stretch, not caring about how your blanket fell down and revealed the top half of your body. Your breasts were completely exposed now, which Joel and Arthur immediately looked at and blushed.

“Not even ten minutes... Here, sweetheart.” Arthur presented you a plate of food, the delicious aroma making you salivate as you take it from him. “Thanks, handsome.” You replied, then patted the empty space next to you. “Come sit up here with me and Joel.”

“I won’t say no to that.” He grinned. Standing up from the floor and moving towards the sofa, he took a seat while you readjusted your blanket to cover yourself up again. Even though he wouldn’t have minded the sight of your beautiful bare chest while he ate, it’s best that you protect your skin in case you drop any food and burn yourself.

After getting comfortable and digging into his breakfast, you all basked in the silence with the occasional short conversation in between bites. You didn’t feel the need to talk. It wasn’t awkward in the slightest. It was just peaceful.

Surprisingly, you had finished your food first and it was rather out of the ordinary as Joel and Arthur tend to wolf down their meals like it was the last one they should ever have. It’s obvious that you woke up with an impressive appetite today and both of the men were happy that you ate every last bite. You’ve had a few moments here and there over the last few weeks where you skipped meals because of stress and anxiety. So to see you eating like you ought to be was a big relief.

You stood up from the sofa and made your way into the kitchen to wash up, telling them to bring their dishes through once they’re finished. It just felt like the normal daily routine now; wake up, cook and eat breakfast, then clean and do whatever needed to be done that day before relaxing.

Except, there wasn’t anything on the agenda today. The men had finished the wooden fence yesterday evening and the perimeter is secure now. And enough money has been accumulated over the last couple weeks as well, so there isn’t an urgent need to go out and earn either. Though, you do need to restock the food in the kitchen so maybe a visit into the town of Strawberry would be best.

With the timely fashion of Joel and Arthur entering the kitchen with their dishes, you turned to them and asked: “Should we head out for the day? We need to buy food and I think we’d benefit from getting out of the house for a few hours.”

They looked at each other first, exchanging a few wordless looks of contemplation and approval before looking back at you. “Yeah. I think that’d be nice.” Arthur said first, then Joel quickly added with an even better idea. “How ‘bout a picnic? Owanjilla is near Strawberry. We can visit the town and get the supplies, then head over to the lake for a while. It’s good weather outside.”

“I could bring the fishing poles?” Arthur suggested before you could have the chance to reply, expressing his excitement of the idea by how quickly he spoke. “Me and you ain’t ever fished before. We can even teach Y/N if she don’t know how to do it, and whatever we catch, I’ll use to cook us dinner tonight-”

“No.” Joel interrupted firmly. “I’ll cook dinner. You did breakfast, so it’s only fair you and Y/N take a break. Besides, I got a mean fish pie recipe that you’ll love.” They turned to you now, as if they were looking for confirmation on the plans for the day but you didn’t even have to say anything. The humorous grin on your face said it all, but it made them look at you suspiciously and Arthur pointed it out. “What’s so funny? You got that look in ya eyes.”

“I don’t have a look.” You defend yourself and shrug innocently, yet you still wore that grin on your face. It was hard not to smile and feel so happy about how they bickered just now. They were arguing with good intentions behind their words and it was so endearing to see them getting along like this. It was so attractive to see with your own eyes how much they care for each other, and how much they care for you too. “Can’t a lady just be happy for no reason at all, Arthur?” You tease before turning around to face the sink, knowing that your words and actions would prompt him to react in the very best way.

“Oh, I’m sorry, sweetheart.” He moved closer and reached out for you, his hand landing on your hip felt warm and strong, thus sending a tingling shiver up your spine. “I didn't mean it like that... Won’t ya forgive me?” He asked, his voice seductive and corrupt as he toys with the blanket wrapped around your body like a towel. You bite your lip and stifle a moan when feeling his fingers traveling inside the fabric to touch your skin. It was like white hot electricity once he made contact, the sensation making your legs squeeze together with a palpable pulse in your nether regions.

“Yes. I suppose I could forgive you, Arthur.” You managed to capture some focus to reply to the man, but feeling him closing in was making your head dizzy with desire. He slowly pulled the blanket off your body and let it drop to the floor, the action making you inhale shakily with the cool air hitting your nipples.

You could hear how they both sighed breathily behind you, as if they were admiring the image of you fully nude from behind. They've seen you naked numerous times now, yet it seems that your appearance never ceases to amaze them. Their eyes were blown wide with lust, their cocks already growing hard and stiff. Arthur pinched your ass cheek and Joel chuckled sadistically at the way you gasped then leaned into him, like you were searching for more.

“You gonna watch or join, big boy?” Arthur whispered to Joel before he moved to stand behind you, his words making your eyes close with anticipation and intrigue as to what comes next. It could only be something most enjoyable and pleasuring. The men never left you wanting, but in some weird way, you always want more. Hell, you even thought about waking them up during the night with an orgasm, but didn’t want to ruin a good sleep. Joel needed it desperately. You saw the bags under his eyes yesterday and they were heavy, but today they have practically disappeared.

Now though, you’re all on the same page and you’re mutually feeling insatiable for each other’s touch. Your head lolls back as Arthur brings his arms around your front to palm your breasts, grabbing the plump flesh by the handfuls while rolling the stiffened nipples between his fingers. You would have moaned, but it was snatched by Joel as he tilted your face towards him eagerly, forcefully, and sealed his lips over yours in a heated kiss.

The man wasn't shy with expressing how much he wanted you. Both of them were like that. Joel swallowed all the pretty little noises you made and groped himself to relieve the ache in his cock. The men groaned in unison, feeling your body become soft like putty in their hands was a reward in itself, as if they were so intoxicating and overwhelming in the very best way for you.

You sampled only a taste of Joel’s tongue in your mouth before he pulled away and looked at Arthur. He made some sort of gesture with his mouth that you didn’t quite catch before they both started smirking at each other, the looks in their eyes can only be described as pure carnal need.

Arthur brought you with him as he took a step back and provided some room for Joel to move in front of you and kneel to the floor, then it suddenly became clear as to what gesture he made with his mouth mere moments ago. The man looked up at you through half-lidded eyes and licked his lips, his face now inches away from your pussy.

“Open your legs a little more for him, kitten.” Arthur instructed, his voice sweet like honey, yet deeply venereal and desirous. Doing as he so politely asked, you spread your feet apart and looked down at Joel as he leaned in to place a kiss on your mound. Your chest began to rise and fall quickly now with the sensation. It felt so good and you could feel Arthur smirking against your neck as he, too, watched Joel get to work between your legs.

He placed another kiss directly over your clit now, but didn’t pull away this time and slipped his tongue between your folds, making your mouth fall open with a pathetic little whimper leaving your lips. It was so breathy and ragged, the sound fuelling their eagerness to please you.

“Oh, that’s good. Right there, Joel.” Arthur praised while holding onto your hips to keep you still as you naturally pulled away from the overstimulation of pleasure. It was surprising to feel how sensitive you still were. You thought it would have eased off now after taking a much needed rest last night, but your clit was still swollen and tender despite the fact you yearned for their touch.

The little gasps and mewling whines escaping you were music to the men's ears. It spurred them both on to keep delivering their punishingly satisfying treatment. Joel gripped the back of your thighs to keep you pinned into the position of his liking while rapidly flicking his tongue left and right, the sound of him slurping up your juices was most shocking and exciting all at the same time. He sounded like a man starved, and your cunt was his only source of replenishment.

It was pleasing just to hear him groaning and grunting into your slicked folds, as if he couldn’t ever get enough; as if he wouldn’t ever be replenished and would always need a drink of your desire right from the source. Arthur rested his chin into the nook of your neck and looked down into Joel’s darkened eyes. “Ya hear that, big boy?” He asked proudly. “She’s close… Y/N’s gonna come for us.” He spoke to him like you weren’t even there and rolled his hips forward to ease the ache in his dick.

You could feel how hard he was. It was pressing into your lower back firmly, but the man didn’t take what he so desperately needed. You would eagerly offer Arthur to fuck you from behind, but it’s as if the man was getting off watching you fall apart on Joel’s tongue instead.

“Oh fuck.” You whined. Throwing your head back with a sobbing cry of their names, Arthur took advantage of the opening and kissed your neck plenty as the peak of your orgasm neared. You could feel the cramp in your abdomen tensing up. It was powerful and beautiful, ready to unravel at any given second. You started to claw at Arthur’s arms and panted heavily between moans of pleasure, but the moment Joel sunk two fingers into your aching cunt, the tension broke and you saw stars.

“Joel!” You mewled his name to the heavens above, almost screamed it. He didn’t ease up and prolonged your climax as long as he possibly could, drawing out every ounce of desire you could offer. Your legs buckled beneath you. It felt so good, but it was too much. All of it was too much.

You couldn’t concentrate on how deliciously big and thick Joel’s fingers were as they worked you open and caressed that soft spot deep inside, the action making you drip your essence down his arm. You couldn’t focus on how good Arthur’s lips felt on your neck, or how feral he sounded as he dry humped you from behind. The man was practically fucking you, using the friction inside his jeans to release a creamy white load onto the denim fabric.

The way they both groaned and grunted was arousing and worthy of another orgasm right there and then. It’s as if they didn’t care how they looked or sounded when making love to you like this in the kitchen. They were ravenous for you to be pleased sexually, starved of those pretty little sounds you make for their ears only and didn’t care about their own pleasure.

You couldn’t concentrate on how filthy and shameless they were right now, but neither of them were done with you yet. It’s Arthur’s turn next; his turn to make you fall apart on his tongue and his fingers as they work you open even more.

Oh, what a sensational way to start the day, you thought.

Later that day, at around noon, you had finally made it to Owanjilla lake and took it upon yourself to set up a blanket on a little bank beneath a tree. You needed to shade as the sun was high in the sky now and you didn't have any sun cream, only a large sun hat to keep you from burning your face, neck and shoulders.

Joel and Arthur didn’t seem to care all that much though. They removed their shirts and lapped up every minute of the heat. It was nice to look at them half undressed and bathe under the sun, but you kept an eye on the time and watched closely for any signs of sunburn or sunstroke.

Taking their shirts off only lasted fifteen minutes before they started cooking and you told them to put their clothes back on. After making a broad selection of sandwiches to choose from and setting them aside to eat later, you finally sat down and relaxed. It was heavenly under the shade. There was a cool breeze whispering through the bushy trees and it sounded angelic.

“My God.” You gasped in awe as you admired the scenic view of everything around you. The lake is magnificent, and the land surrounding it was even more pretty. “Arthur, how can you live here and not spend every day outside? It’s…. It’s just breath-taking.” Kicking your shoes off, you lean against the bark of the tree and unwind to the full extent.

“I do spend every day outside, sweetheart.” Arthur chuckled. Taking his shoes off as well, he and Joel walked a couple feet into the water and threw out the line of their fishing rods before he tilted his head towards you and continued his conversation. “I’ve spent most of my life outside. Ever since I was a young boy really, and I guess it’s always been in my nature to wander around and explore the land, you know?"

“Yeah.” You agree contently. “You’re an outdoorsy kind of guy… I like that.” It makes you smile to think about how Joel is also an outdoorsy kind of guy. He enjoys hiking back home, but hasn't been able to go out and indulge all that much since he started the renovation. The thought popping into your mind brought a twinge of sadness with it though, so you quickly shrugged it off and tried to ignore how much you miss your home. “What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever seen out on the road before?” You asked, hoping the topic would distract your mind.

“Shit. There’s so many, I wouldn’t know which ones are the weirdest.” He replied with another chuckling laugh, the sound making you and Joel smile. Arthur once said that you have a pretty laugh, but his laugh is really infectious and attractive. As a matter of fact, Joel’s laugh is the same. They’re just like each other in so many ways, yet uniquely different in their own beautiful way.

“I think I saw a flying spaceship one-time.” Arthur continued casually, dropping that piece of information like it was normal. “I followed some instructions and saw some circular flying object in the night sky. It had a bright green light shining down from it.”

“And you expect us to believe that, huh sunshine?” Joel scoffed affectionately. Nudging Arthur’s side while shaking his head in disbelief, you shook your head too, but the man persisted that it was true. “I could show ya’ll where to find it, then you’ll believe me and then we'll see who's laughing.” He joked, then returned a playful nudge to Joel with a smirk on his lips. They continued to push into each other and slowly broke into a fit of laughter once it became too boisterous. Their camaraderie was most enjoyable to watch. It was entertaining and humorous, the sight making you giggle.

“Anyways, how ‘bout you, sweetheart?” Arthur turned to ask you, then looked at Joel to make him feel included in the conversation. “Ya’ll ever seen something weird like that before? I got stories for days, but all I’ve done is talk about myself since I met you. Tell me what it’s like where you’re from.”

“Well, I can’t say I’ve seen an flying spaceship before, or anything as weird as that.” You admit, then look to Joel for his input. “What about you, Joel? You got anything?”

“Yeah actually, I do.” He nods with a soft laugh, as if he were hesitant to say. “I uhh… I think I might have seen a ghost before. It was a long time ago now, but I was around five or six years old when I saw a woman sitting on the foot of my bed. I didn’t recognise her and my mom thought I was lying for the longest time until she saw her one day too.”

“Oh wow… That’s really spooky.” You shivered with goosebumps when trying to imagine how you’d feel in that situation. It must have been freaky for Joel and his mom to see such an unexplainable phenomenon. You’ve met Joel’s mom once before. Avery is her name and she’s a lovely old woman. Joel clearly got his good looks from her and his old fashioned gentleman attitude from his father, Hudson.

The Miller’s are a welcoming family, and Joel misses them dearly. You’ve noticed that over the weeks you’ve been stuck here, and you can sense that he’s feeling despaired right now from his sudden bout of silence and the way Arthur looked at him with concern in his eyes. The mention of his mother clearly brought all of those emotions to the surface again; the very same emotions you’ve been trying to shove down deep inside and ignore.

It’s been hard trying to remain hopeful that you’ll find your way home again, but it’s been exceptionally harder for Joel to cope considering he actually has a family to go back to. You haven’t seen your family in years. You grew apart after moving across the country as soon as you turned eighteen, and even though you do sort of miss them, you don’t yearn to be reunited with your family like Joel does with his.

Rising to your feet, you walked towards him and reached out to wrap your arms around his body, using your embrace to comfort him. It’s what he so desperately needed right now — comfort and consolation.

Arthur laid a hand on his shoulder and squeezed reassuringly, causing the man to crumple under the gestures. He lowered his head and looked away, as if he were ashamed to show his teary eyes. The mood had changed so quickly and it’s become evidently clear in your mind that he’s been keeping this bottled up inside.

After a few quiet moments, he gathered himself together before placing his hand over yours. “S’okay.” He muttered while shaking his head. “I’m okay.”

You continued to cuddle him from behind and didn’t let go. And neither did Arthur. He stood closer to Joel and wrapped an arm around your back, as if pulling you both into a warm hug. “Whatever it takes.” He said solemnly. “I’m sorry this happened, but I’ll do whatever it takes to get ya’ll back home.”

Joel turned to look at the man and smiled with respect and gratitude. “Thanks, Arthur. It means a lot and I appreciate everything you’ve been doing for- woah!” He yelled out when his fishing rod damn near slipped out his hands. You could feel the force of the fish biting on the bait as Joel was yanked forward before planting his feet into the ground. “Christ. What kinda fish ya’ll got here?” He asked, but before Arthur could answer, he was yanked forward again and you quickly darted your hands out to hold the rod with him.

“Arthur… I can’t hold….” You giggled relentlessly, struggling to form the words and ask for help when suddenly, Joel was yanked for a third time and it caused you both to fall forward and land in the water. You were drenched and the fishing rod was gone in a matter of seconds. It disappeared into the dark abyss of Owanjilla Lake before you could even think about grabbing it.

“You fucking bastard!” You cursed at the fish between fits of laughter, then quickly got on your feet and moved further into the lake with Joel and Arthur shouting for you to stop. It was an impulse decision to chase it down, even though it was useless. But after catching a glimpse of the fishing rod, you leaped for it and without hesitation, the men rushed in the lake after you.

Together, you all ran around the shallow waters like headless chickens looking for the fishing rod until it got deeper and deeper. The lake wasn’t a huge body of water, but the depth in the middle was so cavernous that you couldn’t see the bottom. It looked like an endless black void and it was eerily frightening as well. You quickly lost sight of the fishing rod and didn’t want to attempt swimming down to the bottom of the lake looking for it.

“Seriously, what kind of fish do ya’ll have out here?” You repeat Joel’s question from earlier as you swim back to the shore. “That fucker has to be twenty pounds at least.”

“I reckon it'll be the legendary smallmouth bass.” Arthur replied. Trudging through the water together, he helped you and Joel to your feet before reeling in his fishing line to take a break. He didn’t want to try his luck again anytime soon and needed to ease the happy cramp in his stomach after laughing so much with you both. It was funny to him watching you chase after a fish, and even more funny to him that he and Joel joined the search.

You walk towards the picnic blanket, feeling defeated and beaten, then sit down to dry off as he explained. “I got a couple maps in my satchel. One is for legendary animals, the other is for legendary fish and the smallmouth bass is here in Lake Owanjilla. They’re rare to find, but worth every penny.”

“And you didn’t think to tell us that?” You looked at him with a facial expression that spoke of shock and slight annoyance. That small detail about a twenty pound legendary fish would have better prepared you and Joel. It wouldn’t have caught you off guard like it just did and maybe you could have saved the fishing rod.

But looking on the brighter side of the whole situation, it distracted Joel perfectly and now he’s feeling happier. You can see it on the man’s face as he smiles and rubs a hand over his stomach, as if easing the discomfort he feels from laughing so much.

“I honestly forgot to mention it.” Arthur palmed a hand through his hair, the locks of wet blonde starting to curl at the ends. He grinned and shrugged timidly under your playful glare, the sight making you break into a smile and roll your eyes. “Alright.” You sighed softly. “I suppose we’ll have to try again with your fishing rod later and see if we get lucky. We’re going to need a bigger bait as well. I’m surprised the bastard even took Joel’s bait.”

“So how do you know that we need a bigger bait if you’ve never fished before?” Arthur questioned, and Joel turned to you with a suspicious look on his face, the stifled smile on his lips making your cheeks burn. They’re onto you. They’re slowly piecing together that you do in fact know how to fish and you lied about it earlier.

You rolled your lips together and waved your hands flippantly, acting like you had no clue what Arthur was talking about when in actuality, you probably know more about fishing than what they both know collectively.

“Ohhh. You little minx.” Joel laughed deeply with merriment. “You played me and Arthur like a fiddle, didn’t yer? Acting like you don’t know how to fish so we’d teach you how to do it. Tsk-tsk-tsk.” He tuts three times and the sound surprisingly turns you on. It’s as if being called out and playfully scolded by the man was exciting and it never dawned on you before just how much you liked that sort of thing. You wonder what else you could do that results in some form of punishment in the bedroom.

A pleasurable punishment delivered by Joel and Arthur at the same time…

Later that evening when the sun was a couple hours away from tucking in the night, you packed everything up from the picnic by the lake and stowed it back on the horses. You’ve had a long and adventurous day, but you’re ready to tuck in for the night too. It’s getting colder and darker by the hour and it’s time to get back to the homestead in Tall Trees.

Making a quick stop into the local town known as Strawberry, you approach the post office with a great sense of pride sitting on your shoulders. You caught the smallmouth bass. It was a big legendary fish indeed that weighed in at a whopping twenty-two pounds and six ounces. It also took Joel and Arthur to lend a hand for you to reel it in, so it was actually a team effort rather than a solo achievement. You caught some other lake fish as well for Joel to cook up for dinner tonight and just the thought of sampling a taste of his cooking is making you salivate.

The reason you’re making a quick stop at the post office however, is to mail the prize fish to Jeremy Gill – a famous fisherman and writer who Arthur met a while back. Arthur sure meets some interesting people out on his travels and the fact he might have seen a UFO doesn’t really seem that far-fetched anymore. You and Joel didn’t believe him at first, but considering the circumstances of how you both got here, it’s nothing out of the ordinary for the cowboy. It’s probably just like any ol’ regular Tuesday for him.

While the man heads inside and conducts his business, you wait outside with Joel. The moon was already starting to make an appearance on the other side of the sky now and the fading transformation of colours was most spectacular to look upon. On one side, it was a deep red and orange, but then on the other side it was a dark purple and blue with a couple sparkling white specks from the stars. It was beautiful, and truth be told, you wouldn’t ever get over how amazingly clear the skies were here. Soon you will be able to see all the stars and constellations again, just like you do every night.

“Hey.” Joel called out gently, and you snapped out of your idolisation of the sky above to look into his warm hazel brown eyes. “Sorry to disturb yer. I know how much you like looking at the night sky.” He chuckled and the sound made you feel warm and fuzzy. “I just wanted to thank you for everything today, doll.”

“It’s ok. I think we all needed that breath of fresh air, you know? So really, it’s ok, hon.” You shrugged it off, appreciating but denying his gratitude because it really was no problem at all about proposing the idea to head out for the day instead of staying back at the homestead like you usually do. You all needed to get out of the house and take a much needed break from everything. But to your surprise, the man reached out to take your hand and insisted that you know what he’s thankful for exactly. “I meant thank you for taking care of me when I broke down, darlin’. I… I really needed that.” He explained.

“Oh.” You sighed quietly. Looking into his eyes with compassion and empathy etched on your face, you can only begin to imagine how much he needed the comfort and reassurance from you and Arthur at that particular moment. He’s been trying so hard to keep himself together for your sake, and it’s only fair he released some of that emotional pain he’s been balling up inside. You’ve never seen Joel cry before, and you don’t ever wish to see it again, but that doesn’t mean he shouldn’t be allowed to nor should he feel ashamed to. He is human after all, and everybody finds some form of cathartic release when shedding a few tears. The guise that everything will be okay could only last so long for the man. It was only a matter of time before he broke down, and you’re most grateful to have been there when he really needed you.

Leaning into his side, you rest your cheek against his shoulder and place your hand over his chest, feeling the speedy beat of his heart beneath your palm. He’s worried about the worst case scenario. You can tell because whenever you think about the worse case scenario, it makes your heartbeat erratic too. The thought of never returning home makes you hysterical, so you try your very best not to think about it and remain positive instead. You distract yourself and keep busy, and that’s exactly what he needs right now.

“It’s ok, Joel.” You whispered tenderly then tilted your head upwards to look into his eyes again. “We’ll get through this together. I can’t tell you how exactly, or make everything right again, but you know I’m always going to be here for you.”

“Of course.” He breathed a sigh of relief, as if hearing those words were working to ease his emotional plight. He already knows you’re with him every step of the way, but hearing you say it is what he needed to hear. “And Arthur too.” He added after a moment's reflection, like he was slowly coming to grips with the worse case scenario and accepting the cold hard truth. “He’s always going to be here for us too.”

“Of course.” You reiterated his exact words, like you were also coming to grips with the cold hard truth. It hurts to accept that, but they always said the truth hurts. You need to start thinking about long-term living arrangements here and about building a secure future because the chances of going home are so slim that it seems to be nigh impossible. It’s something you and Joel should have figured out sooner rather than later to save yourselves the let down and disappointment.

But upon looking at the silver lining of things, it couldn’t have been made any more clearer that you and Arthur are Joel’s rock. You’re both someone he can rely on and seek comfort and reassurance from. You and Arthur keep him held together, like you’re the glue mending all of the broken pieces, and they both do the exact same thing for you too. Like they are your rocks, keeping you grounded and mentally sane.

Without Arthur Morgan's gracious attitude toward strangers and his offer to help – even after getting into a brawl with Joel – you both would have been severely broken and hopeless. He’s been keeping you both held together, and when the man finally exited the post office without a letter from Francis Sinclair, you looked at him and smiled with teary eyes for the debt that could never be repaid. He saved your lives, and you’d forever be filled with gratitude for that.

“Alright, who’s ass do I gotta kick for making our gal cry?” He asked Joel, and you would have giggled at his question to show that you’re crying happy tears, but the use of ‘our girl’ was making your stomach flutter. It made you feel equally loved by Joel and Arthur. Not more or less, just an equal and powerful amount of love from both of them. But because of the stupefied look on your face and the sound of your silence, Joel replied to the man for you. “Well, that would be your own ass, sunshine.” He chucked before wrapping an arm around your back. “We’re just really happy to have you with us, Arthur. I don’t even know where we’d be right now without yer and I’m glad we’re all together.”

Taking the words right out of your mouth, the man couldn’t have articulated it better. It was true. You wouldn’t know where you’d be right now and you’re most glad to have each other. Arthur really absorbed Joel’s words and started to blush with flattery. His cheeks were burning redder than a tomato as he perched both hands to his hips and timidly shuffled on his feet. “Oh, you’re too kind.” He said before approaching his horse and mounting the saddle. “A man like me doesn't deserve good people like ya’ll in my life.”

“Why? Because you’re a thief who steals from wealthy people who don’t deserve it?” You chimed in now and leaned over to squeeze his bicep. “Don’t put yourself down like that, Arthur. You’re a good man with a big heart and we’ve been thinking…” Looking into Joel’s eyes, he nods in your direction with approval for what you’re about to say. “...I think it’s time we start looking for long-term living arrangements and we’d like you to stay with us, or if your gang would allow it, maybe we could stay with you.”

Arthur turned to look at you both now with hope in his eyes. “Really? Y-you and Joel?”

“Yes.” Joel answered the man, then sighed heavily. “It doesn’t look like we’ll be headin’ home, so whether you like it or not, you’re stuck with us.” He chuckles softly and begins to accept the cold hard truth that this is his life now. “We’re with you till the end of the line, Arthur… Me and Y/N, if you’ll have us.”

“B-Both of you?” He asked timidly, his eyes darting between you both before he looked at Joel’s lips, the action making the man burn up with a blushing smile. It made you smile too because it isn’t just some adventurous no strings-attached kind of sex between three people, two of whom have never explored the act of love with the opposite sex before, but it’s becoming something serious and romantic. It’s quite obvious that Arthur doesn’t just want you both to stick around and become a part of his life, but he wants you both intimately.

And from the way Joel winked at Arthur, he did too.

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