#john rolfe x reader

[princess-of-thebes-1995]

New world

Chapter one

Christian Bale John Rolfe x Female Mutant Reader

Movie: New World.

I cannot believe there are John Smith x reader stories but not John Rolfe! He is a hunk! Anyway, I am done with studying and chores for the day. So, I wrote this junk. I cannot sleep despite being 12:26 am.

Being a Mutant with Telekinesis made the world a better place. You cleaned everything you imagined, thus saving wildlife. You reduced Global Warming over eighty percent.

That gave you wealth and fame. But, there was one problem. You needed heirs to continue your legacy. And you have been pestered with suitors and it irritated you.

You wanted true love and not alliance. Despite being the most beautiful young woman in the world, you were insecure. If you weren't gifted, beautiful, or rich you were sure no one wanted you.

So, you decided to go to Jamestown. A newly made city for Europeans to settle in Native American land. The King asked you to build and cultivate.

You arrived at the said place. North America was beautiful. The plants and the clear river were naturally immaculate to the tea. You might actually stay and live here. You were originally from (Country) but your parents passed away. And you were so lonely.

Gulping, you stepped off the ship and looked around. The villagers and workers suddenly stilled and then some bowed and curtsied when they saw you walking off to the flat land and away from the ship.

"Miss Name. Welcome to Jamestown." An elderly man with a pipe and suit walked up to you. Behind him trailed a young man about twenty five. You looked away immediately. Smiling at the elderly man, you nodded to him curtly.

The young man was so handsome. He had a sparse beard and shoulder length hair. Muscular and tall. With broad shoulders and expensive black leather boots which looked amazing with his brown fabric suit. 

You didn't notice the ogling of the young man. He was surprised that the rumors about you were true after all. No one exaggerated your beauty. He smiled at you, impressed.

"This is my son, John Rolfe." He gestured to the handsome gentleman behind him. 

John Rolfe did a little bow. To make things worse, he stepped up in front of you and kissed your hand. 

You blinked in surprise. "Thank you. You didn't have too .."

Chuckling. John Rolfe grinned. "So modest too.*

Nodding, Mr. Rolfe continued talking about the new pipes and water wells he wants. 

Without a moment to lose, you used your brain to easily connect the pipes and dig them inside the dirt ground and made holes in the grass areas to see water coming out of them.

"Amazing." John Rolfe smiled at you.  "Months of hard work done already. You are a blessing."

You thanked him out of politeness. 

"You must be tired from the long trip. My mother prepared a guest room for you. Please follow me."

You followed both father and son as they led you to a fancy log cabin with a brown picket fence. It was a cozy and comfortable house. You liked it. It wasn't tacky or too fancy. You loved fiber things. So, it wasn't simple either. Just right.

The whole dinner, John wasn't the only one studying you. So was his mother. Mrs. Rolfe was admiring not only your looks but your table manners. A lot of beautiful candidates for her son were not kind. You were a good God fearing soul with good moral values. She admired and respected you. It would be grand that you were her daughter she never had.

A perfect wife for her son too.

But, you were too famous and out of John's league. With a sigh she sipped her tea cup.

After settling into the guest bedroom, John was in his own bed. He couldn't sleep. He kept thinking of you. Your gentle and graceful demeanor. So elegant you were too. What a lady. 

Sighing, he remembered reading about your contributions to society in the newspaper. John was a businessman who traded goods and donated extra money to the poor.

He loved the way you thought. Not just your pretty face.

Finally, sleep overtook him. In a few hours, he woke up sweating and his male organ was wet.

He dreamed a beautiful dream…

You, sleeping next to him on a grand fancy bed and in a fancy luxurious room. In a place he has never been. He was pressed against your naked back. And you were curled around his muscular arms. 

And he saw something that melted his heart. A wonderfully crafted wooden crib and inside not one but two babies were sleeping inside it. Both had his hair and skin color. But they both had the same type of hair and lip color as you. Beautiful angel babies. 

Family of his own.

When John Rolfe woke. A tear slid down his right eye.

"I must have her. But how?"

[princess-of-thebes-1995]

New World Chapter Two

John Rolfe x Female Mutant Reader

Movie: New World

The Great Party

There it was finished! The entire rural town of Jamestown is no longer rural. Industrialization was possible made by you. 

Jobs were made. Indoor plumbing, water wells, houses and other buildings. You made such a difference in two days. 

You moved to your rented room in an inn in Jamestown after breakfast the next day. You didn't want to overstay your welcome at the Rolfe Family's Cabin.

You couldn't stop thinking of him…

That John Rolfe. He was so handsome. A Prince. You wondered about him from time to time. The feeling he gave you when he kissed your palm made you feel like having passionate sex with him. You wondered what he was like in bed. He gave you a wet dream last night.

He was sweating and breathing ragged as he took you hard. He showed no mercy. As if he was waiting for you for a long time.

You woke up at first happy then sad. Would he really love you more than just your pretty face?

All men are like that.

Your thoughts interrupted when a hand was waved across your face.

It was another man with a ponytail. He looked amused at your distracted expression. The man Introduced himself as the Captain John Smith.

You apologized and greeted him back. The man talked on and on about the good results of the town.

"There is a party I recently made for tonight. I wish for you to come. In honor of your success."

It sounded like fun. You loved parties. You agreed.

After bathing and grooming, you decided to wear a blue fancy dress with matching high heels from France. You decided to add an Indian gold necklace. There you were set.

Not to your surprise, John Smith was waiting for you. With a drink in his hand he walked over to you with a confident smirk.

You hid your frown as he was clearly flirting with you. Gulping, you forced yourself to listen to his mindless chatter. 

John Rolfe was already there at the party with his parents. He watched in annoyance as Captain John Smith talked on and on. He chuckled when he saw your annoyed expression. You were clearly not interested. He also noticed other men ogling at you. 

Luckily, John Smith left you and he watched you take a seat on a chair next to a fireplace. You looked like you were ready for a painter to take your beautiful picture. You were the image of perfection. He would never tire of staring at you.

He wished to dance with you. But, he knew you wouldn't like it. 

The dream from last night played on his mind the whole day. He wanted that to be a reality. He would treat you like a Queen. Making love to you slow and quick each night he comes home from work. Make you moan in Euphoria.

He knew you had trust issues and was guarded. In this superficial world. Who wouldn't act like you?

You walked over to some women and chatted and then Mrs. Rolfe. As it was getting late, you left the huge Cabin house. 

As you took two steps outside the door, you heard a familiar beautiful voice calling your name.

You turned to see other than John Rolfe.

"It's dangerous for a lady to walk alone at this hour."

"Thank you. The inn is close."

"I will walk with you anyway." He offered his arm.

You thanked him with a smile and hanged on to his muscular arm.

When the two of you arrived at the end. You were sad the walk was short. You loved being with him and touching him. 

You thanked John Rolfe. The man nodded and then he bent down and kissed your cheek. The action made you freeze. 

With a grin he turned around and left.

As you stripped out of your clothes you kept smiling. What a man.

Too bad the shouts downstairs interrupted your daydream.

You looked down to see the commotion after slipping on a nightgown.

You went halfway to the stairs to see a rugged man with a huge knife. He seemed to be looking for something or someone. He looked up and saw you. He then began to run up to you. He was after you!

Should you use your powers to kill him! You never used powers other than labor.

The golden necklace! Oh, you shouldn't have worn it to the party.

Luckily, there was a bang and the robber fell down the stairs.

John Rolfe held a revolver and looked up the stairs.

"Name." He whispered.

John Rolfe made you come back to his Cabin and this time permanently stay. For your own safety. The thug was arrested. You said nothing as you walked with him to his home. 

You almost killed a man! It was a frightening experience.

John Rolfe held you by the shoulders and left you to his Cabin. His mother tended to you and led you to the same guest room.

You felt tears come out your eyes. What an awful night! Your nightgown had spots of blood from the whole scene.

Mrs. Rolfe took yours to burn and gave you one of her own. As you began to change John Rolfe was spying on you naked through a hole in the wall. 

You were back in his house! Permanently too. He was happy he was one step close to having you.