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❦Rdr What Are They Like In Bed?❦

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Warnings: 18+ MDNI!!!!, the reader is afab but if you want an amab let me know

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I tried to do as many characters I could think of, even some that I've said I won't write for (except Micah, Micah can die a virgin)

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Arthur Morgan

He's 100% a giver, all throughout and very big on praise. I mean he isn't gonna turn down if you want to suck on him but if he had the choice, he would spend his days content and happy between your legs. He just loves to pepper kisses against your body and your tits while his fingers are deep inside of you, watching you moan and squeeze around his fingers as you get close. He loves more teasing the tip of his dick against your hole, just barely going in as he whispers in your ear, "you gonna be a good girl? Do you deserve this?" Of course, he can't keep his hands off of you so even when he's teasing you and trying to edge you as long as he can go, to take his time with you, it will always end with your body pressed against his, words of praise spewing from his lips and him emptying his load into you. One of his biggest no's is degrading though, he hates degrading you while enjoying your body, he'd rather be telling you everything he loves about your body and how good you feel around him

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Dutch Van Der Linde

Unlike Arthur though, Dutch is big on degrading and loves to receive. I mean he won't ask for it and he loves to give as well, he just likes a healthy balance of the two; sometimes at the same time if you're comfortable with it. Super big on cockwarming, especially while he's trying to read so its a healthy mixture of him getting to enjoy a nice book as well as a nice warm hole. Another one of his favourite things to do is have you in front of him in the mirror, have you watch yourself in anticipation while he plays with you, his hand squeezing a little more and more on your throat the closer you get to your finish. Of course, if you had a bad day, he has no problems being slow and taking his time to enjoy you. He's the perfect balance of gentle and rough. Although one of his biggest no's is anything to do with knives or guns, it's not that he isn't confident that he won't hurt you, its more he doesn't like the fear in your ears even if its all an act

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Hosea Matthews

Where do I even start with this man? You would think with his age, Hosea would be a little rusty but you would be wrong; he's actually very skilled with your body and knowing exactly what you need and where you need it. He is an absolute fan of cockwarming and it doesn't even have to be sexual, just the thought of getting to hold you so close to him and in such a vunerable but romantic manner just makes him so happy. Although he isn't opposed to having you on his lap with his dick inside of you and just suddenly thrust his hips up to hear the small moans you make with each thrust into your pussy. He absolutely hates anything that's too quick, he enjoys to take his time. His absolute no is quickies, he prefers to spend hours just enjoying you

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John Marston

Boy my god is this man crazy when it comes to dirty talk and degrading, I mean if you need praise he's happy to do that but this man can degreade and dirty talk till the cows come home. While Arthur is a fan of finishing inside of you, John prefers to finish on you, painting your skin white in his cum just to watch you scoop it with your finger and stick it into your mouth. He can and will eat you out for as long as he wants, even when you've finished over and over, he's not stopping till he's happy. He loves to wrap his tongue around your clit and do tiny circles against it, his fingers exploring ever inch inside of your person while your fingers tug tightly on his hair. He even loves eating you out more while you're on the other side of him, his dick hitting the back of your throat. His biggest no however is anything that requires him hurting you such as slapping

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Abigail Marston

She's not a very touchy person, especially after Jack was born, she didn't spend much time with you in bed. Abigail has had her fair share of being treated like a sex toy and she doesn't want that with you. She wants to be cared for, tendered, she wants to be held against you and feel you absolutely love her. Sex at the shortest can last an hour, the longest you two have gone is seven hours. She's like Hosea, she hates anything that is quick. If you wanna take control of her than she's happen to give you the leash, she doesn't mind laying back and feeling your lips against her; on her neck is where she's most sensitive. But if you want to have her take control, she also loves that. She loves to have your hands smooth through her hair and your grip tightening on her hips the closer you get while you two are rubbing yourself against her scissoring. Of course she hates anything that's too quick but another one of her pet peeves is being fingered, she just doesn't care for it all that much

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Charles Smith

Charles is a sweet heart and gentle, his favourite thing is your tits though. He loves how fuzzy you get when he takes his time. Slowly moving down your body, worshipping praises on your tits and pulling your nipples with his teeth lightly. He loves to kiss you so slowly and take his time, making sure your tits know his love for them and praises. Working his kissing down till he gets to rub his nose against your slit, leaving kisses against your clit till he flips you around and fucks his load into you. He can go for hours, round after round with barely any breaks unless you need it. Although one of his no's is having you give him pleasure, precisly letting you suck him off. He doesn't find much pleasure in having you take the control or having you choke around him. He prefers to have full control of your pleasure and to have you suck on him, he doesn't feel much control

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Sadie Adler

She's the dominant one, there's not much denying that. Her absolute favourite thing is when you're the only one exposed fully, she just loves how in control it makes her. You gotta remember this was a woman who felt like she didn't have control for a lot of her life so her need for control does leak into the bedroom life. Whenever you sit on her lap it almost always escalates from a makeout session into something more, especially if she's drunk which just makes her even more needy to feel your juices against her tongue. That's her favourite thing, getting to eat you out. While she's not much for fingering, she prefers to have her thumb rubbing on your clit while her tongue fucks your hole or having her mouth swap between the two. Her absolute no is being the bottom, she loves you but she's not gonna be the submissive one, she's 100% a stone top

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Javier Escuella

I'm sorry to say this, or maybe I'm glad to say this, but this man has a knife kink. He absolutely is infatuated watching the cold steel graze your warm skin, its such a contrast and high it makes him almost bust right there while having the knife against your throat while he's buried deep into you. Javier is a masochist but also a sadist, either he wants you to have the knife in your hand or have it in his, it really depends how you're feeling. He's fine doing either role. He's happy to be on his knees praising the flesh between your thighs while you hold the knife to him, threatening to cut him if he goes against your wishes. He's also happy to trace the tip of the blade against your nipples, watch you shiver due to the cold of the metal. Despite having a knife kink, Javier's big no is blood. He'll threaten to cut you yes but he's not gonna actually do it. He just doesn't think that blood should be brought into your bedroom fun with him; he sees enough of it in his everyday life

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Lenny Summers

Oh this boy is absolutely a soft dom, although during your first time he's so awkward that its adorable. He's just worried to do something wrong, he hasn't been with many people so he's not very experienced but with the way he fucks you? You would think he came out of the womb a master fuck machine. Especially when Lenny is drunk, he loses all of his awkwardness and knows exactly how to woo you with just a few words that make you get all giddy, the flesh between your legs quiver and throb, your legs crossing to get any kind of friction till he drags you from camp to care for you. His absolute favourite thing is receiving, he loves giving but he loves to watch you gag and see your beautiful look up at him while he's deep in your throat. He loves the little licks you give the tip before you deepthroat him, making it hit the back of your throat while you gag, moaning at the same time making his dick vibrate. His big no is any kind of pain though, he hates to see you in any kind of pain so he keeps sex as pain free as possible

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Molly O'Shea

Molly is actually quite vanilla, sex is almost like aftercare with her. She's definitely a pillow princess, not that you're complaining; she's heavenly. Molly's favourite thing to do with you is when she's sleeping and gets woken up by you between her thighs, she usually has to cover her mouth because you're at camp and she doesn't want anyone to know what you're doing between her thighs although the occasional whine or moan comes from the Irish girl. At this point, she ends up closing her legs around your head on instinct. Given how many times you've eaten her out before it's not that odd that she'd have a few dreams about it too; and when she gets woken from those dreams by you between her thighs, it makes her go all tingly. Her no though like I said before, she's a pillow princess so she's not much for giving. She prefers to just let you take control of her; not that you'll ever complain because she's delicious

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Karen Jones

She loves to act all sweet and innocent but Karen is truly a kinky woman who knows exactly what she wants which makes her a huge brat. She can and will put up a fight over anything, even when she knows she won't win the fight and it will most likely end with her muffling her moans behind her hand while you devour her. Karen has a loud mouth, she isn't afraid to show or tell how much she wants you in public or around camp, most people are just used to it at this point. At campfires when she's drunk, she will purposely follow you around to where the boys are, sit on your lap and whisper in your ear how much she needs you, slowly grind herself on your thigh when no one is looking. She'll keep it up till you get too frustrated with the teasing and drag her to your tent. Her big no is going on top, she's not a fan of it. She prefers to be on her knees for you, praising you and begging for your attention and kissing at your fingers. She doesn't want to be the dominate one

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Josiah Trelawny

This man is never short when it comes to sex with Josiah, it's almost always a guarenteed thing after a fancy date with him. Especially since Josiah can only be around so long at a time, he tries to make sex with you as special as he possibly can so it can be as romantic as he can makes it. Much like Arthur, Josiah is a gentleman so he's 100% a giver than a receiver, he actually really dislikes receiving oddly enough. When he's making you receive it makes him feel bad because he's not showing you pleasure. He also hates degrading, he doesn't see a point in insulting you while you feel so good squeezing his dick with your walls. No he much prefers praising you, telling you how good you feel, how beautiful you are, everything. Owning you though is his favourite, leaving marks along your body as he goes so he can see them next time he's with you. Covering up the almost totally healed ones with brand new bruised ones

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Mary-Beth Gaskill

She's very shy but when you do break her out of her shell, she'll tell you exactly how she wants it and how she needs it. She reads a lot of novels, some of them including the more erotic side of things so she's rather experienced in the bedroom, she's down to play either roles when it comes down to it. But if Mary-Beth had to choose, she would prefer the more vanilla side than rough. Mary-Beth is very touch starved so sex is more like just a way to be even closer to the person she loves. She loves to praise your body, kiss every inch of skin she can and treat sex like cuddling. She loves the feel of your skin on hers, pressed so close to her that nothing can come between you two. She hates to admit it, but she loves to be reading her novels while your face is in her thighs or on her nipples, sucking slowly and passionately at the flesh while she lets out tiny moans every now and again, her eyes going from the words to your eyes peaking up at her between her thighs. Her no oddly enough is having any kind of clothes on during sex, she loves the sight of you naked and feeling your skin against her

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Sean MacGuire

He hates to admit that he's a bottom but he totally is, he especially loves it when he's overstimulated. Handcuffing him to the bed as you take full control of him, all he can do is curse in his Irish accent at the pleasure of your throat bruising or your hole squeezing around his dick. He especially likes to be choked, the feel of your hand squeezing tighter and tighter on his throat while you ride him harder and harder could make him bust right there; especially inside of you where he loves to finish the most. One of his big no's however is inflicting pain on you, on him he has no problem with but he couldn't imagine ever hurting you even in a sexual way. He just loves the power that it gives you over him, he loves to have you straddling him and rubbing yourself on his dick while he begs for you to just let him in

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Tilly Jackson

Sure she acts innocent but we all know she isn't and that innocent little attitude follows to the bedroom. She's 100% a brat, definitely a "make me" girl. Tilly knows exactly what she's doing when she start stroking your thigh under the table while you're eating dinner with the rest of the gang. Surprisingly she says that she isn't hungry, yet chooses to sit beside you anyway, the rest of the gang doesn't seem to notice but you definitely do. When you drag her to your tent, it's no mercy when you pin her down to the bed and edge her for hours, only letting her finish when you are sure that she's finally learnt her lesson about interupting you from dinner. Tilly's big no is anything that has to do with holding her down so rope, handcuffs, stuff like that. She likes being able to touch you so anything that keeps her from doing that she just doesn't want. As much of a brat she is, Tilly has her moments where she is good and only wants to be held and cared for after a hard day

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Kieran Duffy

Much like Molly, he's a fan of being woken up by you giving him oral although he's a lot more whimpery and anxious when you do. Kieran would be a little spooked but not because of what you're doing but more out of fear of someone, specifically Arthur, catching you two. Gods know none the camp would ever let him live it down. After a little convincing, most of which is done by you kissing and sucking along his cock he can't help but lay his head back onto the pillow, his hands gentle threading through your hair, encouraging you to keep going, nice and slow, he wants to enjoy this wake up call for a good, long while. He hates to leave you hanging though when he does eventually finish down your throat so after that, you're usually met by him laying you down against the cot and him tenderly eating you like he's gonna break you if he goes too rough

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Mary Linton

Mary is a 50/50 person, it really depends how you want her. If you want her tied securely down to the bed while you have her legs over your shoulders and face buried into the gold between her thighs than she'll happily oblige with praising and moans. If you want her to bend you, your ass in the air as she holds a crop steady in her hand ready to strike your skin red, she's happy to oblige with a tend kiss on the cheek before she strikes it. She loves getting to caress and love on your body whenever she gets to, kissing down to your chest is her favourite since she gets to love on your breasts while another hand snakes down to your lovely pussy, hearing your breath hitch when her finger meets your clit. Mary isn't a fan of when you try to keep yourself quiet, what's the point of pleasing you if she doesn't get to hear your lovely voice cry out for her.

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Bill Williamson

You wouldn't think that this man could go for hours but he certainly can, three hours minium for him to be precise, he lost count of how long maxium is though. This man has so much energy that it usually ends by you having to tap out, there's yet to be a time between you two that he's the one to tap out. The fact that he can go for so long is also a good thing with his breeding kink and obsession with filling you to the brim with his cum, he can go for rounds and round filling you over and over again. His favourite thing is when he does finally pull out, he gets to watch it spill out of your pussy. Some still on his dick which you make short work of by getting on your knees after, cleaning him off as his hand runs in your hair. As said before, his big no is pulling out. As risky as it is, maybe that's what turns him on more.

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NS/FW ALPHABET ARTHUR MORGAN

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18+ MDNI

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Pairing: Arthur Morgan x F.Reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI! Mentions of choking, breeding kink kinda, reader is afab sorry (I just know how to write for afab pleasure the best I'm sorry)

Note: Don't worry I'm working on the parents headcannon and the Arthur fic, I just wanted to do something fun

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

↳Not all that bad at it tbh! He isn't the best but he's super gentle and this is where you'll get most of your praise from him. He'll happily do whatever you need. Wanna bath? Sure you got it. Wanna just lay in his arms? His arms are open darlin'. He won't ever just assume what you need though, you have to tell him what you know because sadly he'll get anxious and wants only the best for you

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

↳Favourite of his: his hands/fingers. He loves how his hands look around your pretty little throat while he's choking you during missionary and your legs are on his shoulders. He gets a little power drunk during sex so when he knows that he has your eyes rolling back just from having his fingers curl deep into your cunt, my god does it make it hard for him to just not finish right in front of you

↳Favourite of yours: look this man loves everything about you so it's hard for him to choose but if he really had to, it's a tie between your ass and your face. It's a basic fact this guy is an ass man so he probably has his hand on it whenever he can. And when you're being a little bratty, oh he loves how red it looks because of his hands. He also loves your face though, he loves your expressions when he's praising your body. Seeing your eyes roll back when he has your clit rolled in between his lips is one of his favourite things because you look so beautiful at your mercy to him

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically…)

↳Little less than average but a thick consistency. Big fan of cumming inside of you but, if he couldn't, he'd want to cum on your face, mainly because he likes to watch you scoop up some of it on your finger and pop it in your mouth

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

↳Really into the idea of you marking him, particularly hickey’s, marks from being tied to the bed, handprints or scratches on his back. He absolutely loves getting to mark you up all nice and pretty to show that you belong to him, especially to Micah (just lets him be cocky because he knows that Micah wants you but can't have you). But he wouldn't mind having some marks on himself, just to show how lucky he is to have you to come back to

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

↳It's Arthur fucking Morgan, of course this man has more than enough experience. Doesn't matter if he's your first, tenth, or hundrenth time even, this man will make you feel like you've never even seen another human naked with how this man will take care of you.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying)

↳Call him old fashioned, but Arthur loves missionary and when you ride him. He prefers to see your face, and know that he’s the one who’s making you feel good. He absolutely loves your expressions plus it just makes it easier for him to choke you when you start to get close, just adding to the high when he releases and the blood comes back to your head in a sweet rush with your orgasm. And trust me, when you are riding him, his hands fly immediately to your ass

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

↳Even though Arthur's very romantic during sex, he’s still always cracking jokes and making you both laugh. It does truly depend on the mood of the situation though, if he's just gotten back from a long and stressful job and just wants to be near you than yes, he's gonna be more in the moment serious. But if its casual, maybe morning sex, than he'll crack a joke or two, maybe tickle you just to get a laugh out of you

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

↳He keeps it well trimmed down there. He doesn’t want to fully shave, but he’ll keep it nice so that it’ll be better for you. If you are shaved or not, he doesn't care, he will still devour you like you're his last meal

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

↳No matter who’s on top, he always wants to be touching you, wherever he can. If he’s on top, he'll have your legs over his shoulders as he kisses on your ankles or has his hands intertwined with yours. If you’re on top, he’ll wrap his arms around your waist, and usually sucks on your tits, or kisses them. He’ll whisper I love you’s every time you do anything, and makes sure you know how much he adores you and everything about you

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

↳He doesn't do it all that often, mainly because he's typically too stressed or busy to get a chance to. Plus, during the time he usually has to himself he has you to help him get off

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

↳Look we all know Arthur has a praise kink, not so much on himself but on you? Oh lord this man can praise until the cows come home. "Good girl" is obvious but he also likes to say stuff like "you look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth" or "you taste so good, you're doing such a good job." Anything that allows Arthur to know how much your skin tingles when he's praising you is good for him, adding a plus to it if his lips are on your neck at the same time, his hand dipping slowly between your legs

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

↳Arthur is one for the risks so anywhere is pretty good for him. He definitely prefers a hotel room since than, he gets to do whatever he wants and be as loud as both of you want. But if you wanna do it while you two are on a job in the middle of nowhere with a warm campfire to your side than that also works. He also enjoys the risk of it at camp, maybe he just likes knowing how hard it is for you to remain quiet

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

↳I've said this about a hundred times by now, but everything you do turns him on. Sometimes just waking up with you curled up into him, ass pressed against his straining cock, when you wear a low cut top and bend over, you telling other people what to do (he likes the power it gives you, almost makes him want to put you back in your place), etc. Once he gets hard, he’ll drag you away from whatever you’re doing, and go to town

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

↳Degrading. Even low honour Arthur won't do it. He doesn't want you to believe that he doesn't like you or that you're a whore. He absolutely hates the idea of making you feel bad even if its supposed to be erotic. Praise is just the better option in his opinion

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

↳Giver. Arthur fucking Morgan is a giver. Don’t get me wrong, he loves seeing you with his dick in your mouth, moaning around him as you suck him off, but being between your legs is heaven for him. He could die happy eating you out. Your smell, taste, the noises you make, and the way your thighs squeeze around his head make this boy want to spend hours between your legs. It's even a bigger positive if while he's eating you out, he reaches his hands up to intertwine his hands in yours just for you to move his hands down to your tits letting him squeeze and play with them

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

↳Depends on his mood. If he has you riding him, it’s not usually him who sets the pace. He’s not really ever rough (he can be rough but he'll never go to the point that you could be hurt, but if he’s had a bad day, he’ll usually choose to be on top, and do faster, deeper thrusts. He does love soft sex though, and speed kind of makes it feel more romantic and passionate, so he usually clings to you as one of you moves slowly

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

↳He prefers proper sex, and making it last longer, but if you’re in a rush, and there’s an opening for a quickie, you better believe he’s down for it. The next time you two have time alone together, he’ll always have proper sex to make up for it

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

↳Like I said, Arthur likes some risk, but he doesn’t like anyone else to see what’s his. Public stuff is a no go unless you’re like, out in a field with no one around for miles. But also as I've said, Arthur doesn’t mind people hearing you though, so playing the “quiet game” is always something he’d be down for

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

↳He doesn’t get tired. He’s not tapping out. Can he be satisfied? Yes, of course, 2 rounds or maybe just 1 very long one is fine, but just know he can go on forever. And ever. And. Ever. It usually is gonna take you having to tap out before he even thinks about quitting. If needed, he might stop for a drink or a smoke (sometimes though, he'll still be deep inside of you when he lights a cigarette and keeps going)

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

↳There wasn't the kind of toys that we have now obviously in 1899 but there was stuff like crops and such. Not that he exactly used them, he prefers his hands you know.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

↳Arthur doesn’t tease that much. He can’t stand being teased for long, and he tries not to tease you. That being said, sometimes, Arthur inadvertently will tease you with a stretch here or a wink there. It never truly works because he also gives in to his desires so easily

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

↳Sort of quiet. But he does make these deliciously low sounds that you can feel when his chest is flush against you, making you shiver. But you can get some achingly good sounds out of him if you encourage him, let him know you like it

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

↳This may just be me but this man is a switch that leans toward the dominant side. I mean this man always has people falling to his orders and control, maybe just once he wants you to be the one to take control of him. Ordering him around and telling him what to do. Of course he won't just submit willingly, you'll have to fight for it a little but he usually lets you win

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

↳He’s slightly above average in length. A good 7 inches, and a lot of girth. All that matters is that this man is amazing at using his dick to make you finish, and feel satisfied (not all men need a 12 inch monster cock to be good in bed)

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

↳Arthur would have you under him 24/7 if he could. He likes feeling connected with you. He doesn’t need sex all the time, and he is perfectly capable of hearing “no” or working his frustrations out through other means, but just know, he wants ya, darlin'

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

↳Arthur might look like he’s out, but he’s a little more alert than he looks. Being an outlaw, it takes him a little longer to settle down fully and relax. Arthur will listen to you breathe and feel your heartbeat for a while before finally drifting off himself, he will always make sure that you're asleep first though

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❦Quarry Boys On Dirty Talk❦

❦18+ MDNI❦

Imagine:

Warnings: 18+ MDNI!!!!

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Dylan

Dylan really loves dirty talk but he doesn’t like to be degrading as he does it. He loves to tell you how good you look and how well you’re doing. He also tells you exactly what he’s going to do to you, just to tease you with anticipation. Dylan doesn’t like to admit it but once in a while, he would love not being the one with control. For you to take care of him, punish him. He wants to just surrender control. Especially with being one of the favorite councillors and all, he doesn't have a lot to time to be around you so the thought of you coming into his shed where he does his annoucments, dipping under his desk and taking him into your mouth while he tries to do announcments drives him wild

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Ryan

Ryan isn't much of a talker as it is in the bedroom. He'll make small grunts of pleasure and maybe a few words like "you're so beautiful/handsome" but for the most part poor boy stays quiet. But on the rare occasions you can get a peep out of the boy, he prefers to praise you instead of degrade. He'll hold you nice and gentle, slowly rocking himself into you while he says how good you feel around him, how good you make him feel, how beautiful/handsome you are while you take his cock. And then aftercare is just heavenly.

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Nick

Dirty talk with Nick is a mixture of praise and degrading. He likes to compliment you on how beautiful/handsome you are while you have his cock down your throat but he also just likes to shove your head down on him and call you a dirty little cock slut. Of course to Nick it's whatever you want, if you're in one of those moments where you just need to be praised and held. He will do it in a heartbeat. Making you feel like the only person in the world, planting kisses everywhere with tiny words of praise with each kiss

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Jacob

Jacob is doing his best alright. He tries to be a lot more humoreous and goofy during sex so that also bleeds into his dirty talk. He tries to be degrading but he always feels bad afterwards reassuring you that he doesn't mean it. Honestly he's not the biggest fan of dirty talk but if you want him to than he will. But for the most part when it comes to sex, he just wants to be goofy and himself with you in such an intimate moment

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Max

Max isn’t super great at dirty talk. He’ll try if you want to but it might make him a little uncomfortable. He’ll praise you instead, telling you how amazing you feel around his cock or just how hot you are when he’s fucking you. He always lets you know what a wonderful job you’re doing. Most of the time, sex is like aftercare. He takes care of you, worshipping your body, holding you close, kissing you. He just wants to show you how much he adores you. When the two of you are finished, he will do everything you need. Food, water, cleaning, cuddles, talking. Sex with him can be emotional. He’ll make you feel so loved it can be overwhelming in the best possible way. When you’re upset (and in the mood), this intimate act will definitely make you feel amazing. Trust him, he knows what he’s doing.

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Travis

Travis, holy fuck is this kinky motherfucker good at dirty talk. It does not matter where the two of you are, he will whisper the naughtiest things in your ear. He knows all your weak spots and how to press them, all in a husky voice. And afterwards, he’ll walk away like nothing happened, the only thing that is left is a smirk on his face and the heat on your cheeks. Sex is rarely goofy or humorous. It’s always a very intimate thing, even when he seems so impersonal. For him, it’s all about trust and love even if sometimes it doesn’t feel like it

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A More Worthy Prize

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18+ MDNI!

Pairing: Low Honour!Arthur Morgan x F.Reader

Warnings: a little bit of plot but mainly just porn, choking (kinda), a little cnc, rope, fingering, penetration (p in v), a little bit of knife play

Summary: A pretty heavy bounty was placed on your head at least to Arthur's knowledge, but when he finds out how much your bounty actually is, he decides there's another way that he can be repaid

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Something was so erotic with the way you felt his fingers dig into the skin of your wrist so tightly, sure to leave a bruise not that it was to matter, you would be caged like a bird not much longer. The devil stranger was here for a reason, for a little weight in his pocket and a noose to be placed around your throat. Your crime wasn't anything bad even if the sheriff tried to make it seem so horrid; you killed a man after he got too handsy on you in a saloon and now you were to be hanged for your justice being served, as you saw it.

You knew of your arousal between your legs when he chased you from your hiding spot, making you wish he would just grab you and treat you like a ragdoll. Onto the leaf covered ground of fall, he towered you, rope in his steady rough hand as his other hand gripped your wrist. You stared at the man, the man that would cause you to be hanged, and it turned you on in the most erotic way any person ever had. This game of cat and mouse, the thrill, you knew he felt the same but was trying to deny it.

"How much is the clown paying you?" was all you had asked, trying to pull your most innocent act possible staring up at the man, feeling the skin of his palm against you and how tight his grip was on your flesh. It made your mind rot, thinking of how the rest of his skin would feel, how tight he would be able to hold onto your throat...

He smirked, his hat tipped down to hide his gorgeous lust filled eyes, "money is money, Vixen." His foot buried itself under your side before he kicked softly, pushing you down onto your stomach as he stepped behind you, pulling your hands behind your back as he tied them, making sure to tighten them just a little harder seeing your helpless form, "quite a petty crime though, killing a drunken fool?"

"Drunken fool had it coming, he deserved every drop of blood that came from his throat," you spat. Your wrists ached from the burn of the rope, a chuckle erupting from his throat as he knelt down in front of you. His hand grabbed the back of your neck forcing you to look up at him, into those darkened eyes of lust. Your hair was touselled and messed, covering most of your face as you felt his fingers move across your face, moving your hair out of your face. He stared at you, some sort of feeling was evedent on his face as he shook his head, "last I checked it wasn't a worthy price, I can pay you more if you release me sir."

He was in thought, the brim of his hat covered those eyes again as he felt his need grow within his pants, he knew what he wanted and no money could make him pass something as beautiful as you up. He licked his lips, hand going from the back of your neck to your lips that he traced with his thumb, "would you submit to me?"

"Submit?" was he getting at what you thought? You weren't so sure but if it was, your body was already given off the answer.

The Bounty Hunter stopped what was doing and calmly pulled himself up, sounding almost surprised by your words, "you've peaked my interest Vixen." A knife was released from its holder on his belt, tracing down your spine making you shiver before it reached in between your wrists, pulling as you were released from the ropes. You released your hands from behind your back, your eyes catching his as he smirked, a hand reached down to you, "Arthur."

"Y/N," your hand met with his, pulling you to your feet and off of the dirt that covered your torn outfit. Arthur backed you into the bark of a nearby tree, his eyes scanning your body as you suddenly felt so small, pressing yourself against the tree as he captured you.

"I know," was all that was said.

A moment of silence followed as his voice echoed through the poorly lighted woods. For few long seconds, Arthur's face remained emotionless as an ice mask, gazing at you from the height of his taller stature. He gave a deep sigh, rising his hand to your chin as he gently took it between his fingers, bending on you so to bring your faces closer. Your heart leaped as your lips almost touched, and you swore, his breath seemed to change when the sides of his mouth suddenly curled into a grin, "I'm gonna need payment."

Before you could even answer nor notice it, Arthur's lips leaned on yours. A sweet taste of bourbon inhaled your senses, his knee slipping in between your legs parting them under your torn skirt. He had one hand on your neck, light pressure against your veins and the other was tracing down your body to underneath your skirt raising your left leg to wrap around his own, pulling Arthur closer.

His hips grinded against yours, earning a gasp as his crotch started to press right between your legs. You felt the tingle go through your body and meet between your legs, the most twisted way you've ever been turned on. Just a few minutes ago he had you tied up and on the ground, now you were craving him to be inside of you. The bark of the tree digging into your skin as he tugged at the laces of your corset, pulling it loose along with your shirt. Now in only a skirt as the air bit your barren skin, too hot from Arthur's lips leaving yours to assault your throat to notice the cold.

You bit your lower lip, clenching your fists hard by feeling him kiss all the way down along your jugular, eventually finding a very tender area near the crook of your neck. His lips sucked hard on that special spot, teasing the bundle of nerves underneath before starting to pull at the skin, menacing to leave a noticeable lovebite. His other hand moving past the cloth of your skirt to between your thighs, his thumb caressing the skin over your undergarments.

"May I?" he asked so tenderly when he left your throat, his free hand holding onto the strings that kept your skirt together. Unable to release the words, you watched him chuckle before he pulled on the string, the skirt falling to the ground with the leaves. His hand returned back between your legs, teasing you.

He was still clothed, a sort of abuse of power rushed over him. Seeing how vunerable you were, almost totally barren to him. Anyone on the trail could have ridden past and seen you like this with him, and it excited him. He wanted people to see, he wanted people to see him with you, your hand clasped over your mouth as his thumb circled your clit over the fabric.

"Let me remove this for you," you didn't fight it, you just sat there and watched as he removed the fabric that kept him from having full control over you. Now you were truly naked, he looked at you as he licked his two fingers and brought them down south. Not like he needed to with how aroused you were by him. It was practically dripping down your thighs.

Your mouth opened with a suffocated gasp, eyes staring wide at the dark night sky. Your hips quivered at the new sensation, not having the time to even get used to it as his fingers hooked and moved gingerly out and in, hitting that exact spot. You balled your hand into Arthur's shoulder at a bruising grip, your mouth covered by your hand to stop your moans. Sucking air between clenched teeth as you grew hotter.

His fingers stopped inside of you, you felt his other hand meet your chin making you look at his face as he purred, "I want you eyes on me vixen." His fingers shifted again, slipping out of you to your clit that he circled slowly. You wanted to snap your eyes shut but he stopped you, removing your hand from your mouth, "let me hear you."

Your body shivered, staring your eyes into Arthur's. You trusted him, you felt safe with him. It was the oddest feeling. But you didn't get to focus on it long. His hands went underneath both of your thighs picking you up of the ground and wrapping your legs around his waist. He leaned you against the tree, removing his cock from his straining pants.

You squeezed your eyes shut as another moan made its way up your throat, unmuffled by your palm. You heard Arthur hum, feeling his cock against your folds, lubricating himself in your wetness, the warmth radiating from your flesh as he felt himself throb, wanting nothing more than to bury himself in your flesh.

"You ready?" He asked, making you look into his eyes.

You nodded, feeling his lips attached to yours as he buried himself into you slowly inching in more and more till he was balls deep into you. Feeling your cunt squeeze his cock so deliciously he could have finished right there, but he wanted enjoy this, unknownst if he was ever gonna enjoy the feel of your flesh again.

"Fuck woman," he murmured into your lips, leaning his forehead into yours as he moved his hips against yours, hearing the small whines and moans leave your lips. Like a sweet kind of poison, was it wrong? Sure but a poison that he would go back to over and over again if it made him feel this amazing.

"Arthur-" you mueled, so innocently, "harder, please."

You were gorgeous. To the point Arthur almost couldn't believe all this was actually happening for real. The sounds of your whines and moans were all he could listen to an dnevr get tired of, the feel your skin and lips, your cunt made him drunk.

Your nails dug into his shoulders, not that he complained. That was a pain he would do with later, if anything the feeling spurred him on further as he went faster, harder, your skin smacking his was beautiful music to his ears.

Arthur typically a more quiet man but right now, he couldn't stop th groans leaving his mouth as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. The tightness dizzying him to the point to notice only few seconds later the considerable amount of fluids that were now trickling out from your cunt that squeezed his cock.

That was the tipping point for Arthur, the feel of your cunt squeezing and lubricating him more made him ram himself as deep as he could bury his cock inside, feeling the euphoria of his finish. He knew it was a bad idea to finish inside but he couldn't help himself, and you didn't seem to mind all that much with your heavy breathes and whines in his ear.

Against you, a standing man held you up, trembling. His body still connected to yours, his body unmoving except for the irregular shudders that worked all their way through you. His cock was still pulsing with aftershocks, a consequence of the overwhelming orgasm. He let out a throaty sigh, expression of his relief as he waited to look up from the crook of your neck to your face.

He moved out of you slowly, letting your feet meet the ground again, seeing you cling to the tree for support. He helped you redress yourself after tucking himself back into his pants. A strand of hair in front of your eyes that he tucked back, catching your chin between his fingers as he left a lingering sweet kiss on your lips.

Whistling, a mare came to his aid. He tipped his hat at you now fully clothed and able to contain yourself. Arthur gave a sort of sweet smile, "I'll see you again soon, Vixen."

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"A real dom doesn't give "aftercare" to their sub"

Yeah?! And a REAL dom doesn't use CNC as a scrapegoat for grape neither you fucking fool

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❦Home Alone❦

❦MDNI! 18+❦

Summary: You're home alone, at least you thought

Pairing: Travis Hackett x F.Reader

Warnings: ns/fw minors do not interact please, pre-canon, smut, established relationship, unprotected, oral (female recieving), fingering, creampie, cussing,

Note: MDNI! Please have your age somewhere visible on your profile before you interact or you will be blocked. Minors block Luvlie18

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I haven't written full smut in like 2 years so bare in mind I'm rusty

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“I only have a few hours,” Travis said calmly to himself, sitting upon the armchair of the living, his sheriff badge in his fingers. Dirt was still on his hands and in spots on his face, yet he didn’t seem to mind. He was without his work attire, dressed in only a white tanktop and his work jeans, his police gun secure in its spot on the table. “With the fullmoon tomorrow, my days both seem longer and shorter." You looked up from the cup of boiling water, Travis' eyes lost in thought looking down at his sheriff badge, “this Silas chase is starting to see more and more difficult.”

You moved over to her love, holding the steaming coffee in your palm and handing it to him. You pitied him right now, he looked so tired. He was tired. He was overworking himself at the station, he barely allowed himself any sleep as much as you begged him to lay in bed with you a little more. You would be lying if you didn't miss when you could just tug on his arm to get back in bed and he would stay with you under the covers for a few more hours.

“Perhaps I can help, Travis,” you had suggested, you had always wanted to help Travis with almost anything including on full moons, but he had never allowed you to, always saying that it was too dangerous for you, “I know it is dangerous, but I can help.”

Travis calmly shook his head, his lips pulled into a thin lined frown, “I will not have you put into danger like that.” Travis placed the cup on the table and stood, placing his jacket back down on the chair before looking at you, “I couldn't live with myself if you turned into one of those things. You're my sense of normality, that there's still good in my world.”

You felt him place a kiss to your cheek before walking past you to where your bedroom was. You followed after your boyfriend, stopping in the doorway while you watched him pull on his work shirt. You leaned against the doorframe, a frown on your face, "it pains me watching you the last few days. It's like I'm just a burden to you."

A sigh left the sheriff's lips, his hand wavering on the final button of his shirt, “I have work to go to, we shall discuss this later.”

Travis made his way past you at the doorframe, turning around to pull you into a kiss, gentle and quick before he turned on his heel again saying a goodbye and leaving out the door. You watched him get into his car from the window behind the curtain. A disappointed sigh left your lips as you went to the bedroom again to get ready for the day yourself.

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A walk through the yard at sunset, the sun peered over the picket white fence, it straight out of a fairytale the beauty of the saddened woman at sunset. A daily routine for you was to take in beauty of your backyard at sunset. It was Travis' routine first that you at first didn't like that much but you slowly started to love it and attached it to your own routie. You loved the merging of colors set in the sky as the sun descended into the earth.

Your barefeet tickled against the grass, one of Travis' old shirts over your body ontop of a pair of black shorts and your fingers linked behind your back. The purple colour faded black in the sky and the stars began to glisten. You took a breath, the cold of the incoming night making your breath seem like fog in front of you. Admiring the beautiful image you wished you could see watch it forever.

Only thing missing right now was Travis behind you, his chest to your back as you two got to watch the sunset together. Something was just so romantic to you. You felt like you and Travis were the only people when you two would watch it together.

Usually he got home before the sunset but this night was different you guessed. Maybe he got swamped by work.

Once the sun had fully set, you made your way back into the house. You'd be lying if you said that Travis' busyness wasn't affecting you sexually either. It had been 7 or 8 days, you couldn't quite remember, since he's touched you the way he usually does. Even longer since he's started anything with you.

Since dating Travis three years ago, you'd never had to touch yourself due to Travis not being there. He's always been the one to do it for you yet the past few days it's felt more like a very cruel denial edging.

Quietly, you made your way to your bedroom. Closing the door slightly as you shut the lights. The only light being the bedside lamp as you laid down comfortably ontop of the covers of your bed. You checked your phone briefly trying to see if there was anything from Travis; no luck.

You took this as your sign that he wasn't coming home tonight; he was probably gonna spend the night at Chris' and his kids before the day they turn to those horrifying creatures again.

You hooked your fingers into the hem of your black shorts, tossing them to the side of your bed. You still wore Travis' shirt, it smelt like him, it was like he was there almost. You worked your hands down your naval and thighs, trying to imagine Travis and how he would tease you. You finally made it to your underwear, rubbing yourself slowly through the fabric.

You didn't realize how needy you were till now. Getting tired of the fabric in the way, you worked it down your legs kicking it to the side watching it land on the tv in your bedroom. You didn't mind, that was future Y/N's problem, right now your problem was taking care of yourself the way that Travis hadn't in the past few days.

Starting off slow, you allowed your finger to slowly massage your clit in circles like Travis always did. Your fingers weren't as calloused as his but it didn't stop the dirty things living your lips. His name especially rolled from your lips. You move your fingers to move up and down your slit, from your clit to your entrance teasing yourself so slowly.

Feeling your two fingers slowly enter yourself, you felt Travis' name leave your mouth louder. Not that you were concerned, as far as you knew it was just you right now.

Your breath is getting shallow, using your other hand to move up your body under the shirt as you groped yourself. Twisting your nipples between your fingers as you felt your fingers move in and out of you.

Unnoticed to you with your closed eyes in pleasure, Travis watched you ammused. He felt the pressure strain against his jeans from the blood flow watching you. Hearing the lewd moans leave your lips. Is this really want you got up to when he wasn't around? Being a dirty little vixen?

Did you even know he was there? Were you planning this? He couldn't quite tell, all he knew was he was enjoying his view of you so unknowing of his position.

He watched your back arch and your head throwing back, his voice lewdly loud on your lips as he smirked. He didn't even have to touch you to make you cum, just the mere thought of him touching you was enough.

"Nice show," you jumped quickly, snapping out of your high seeing Travis in the doorway pushing the door open a little more letting him in. You went to sit up but he shook his head, "no no no, lay back down." You obeyed, feeling the weight of the bed dippen as he sat down.

His hand moved up and down your leg, looking you over so patiently. Your eyes met his, they seemed darker almost with lust. That's when you noticed the strain in his jeans.

"Well come on, open up a little more," he said tapping your knee. You obeyed spreading yourself for him as he caressed your innerthigh getting dangerously close to your cunt, "I didn't even have to touch you and this is how much of an effect I do?"

You decided to destroy his ego, "you haven't touched me at all lately."

He paused, his hand landing flattely on your thigh. His eyes scanned your face as he tried to think on what he was to say, "I've been busy-"

"No shit sherlock," you snapped back, closing your legs as you sat up on the bed, "I get it you're busy but I have needs to Travis! I want the man who would just sit with me and drink coffee or would hold me while we watch the sunset or at least god for bid want to make out once and while."

"Well darlin' if you wanted that you could have just said," but as he went to lean in, you turned your head away from him, "what?"

"Are you deaf?" You snapped, scooting away from him feeling his hand leave your thigh, "you can't just buy my affection back like that."

Travis sighed, licking his lips, "just c'mere darlin', I really fucking need you."

You looked at him out of the corner your eyes, your eyes crossed over your chest, bare from the waist down, "I just need someone that can put my needs before work."

"I was gonna save this for a better time," you looked at him, your brows going up in surprise as a small box left Travis' pocket. Travis got off the bed, getting on his knees in front of you. One of his hands on your thigh, the other behind his back holding the box.

He looked up at you in admiration, a small smile on his lips as he showed you the box opening it to show a diamond ring, "Y/N will you marry me?"

Your mouth dropped in surprise, a silent nod was all you could make as Travis smiled at you, wrapping his arms around you tightly spinning you slightly before pinning you down to the bed. You gasped feeling the shirt you wore getting unbottoned revealling your braless chest. Travis kissed up and down your neck and collarbone, pressing his body against yourself as you wrapped your arms around him.

"Take off your sheriff shit please," you begged, Travis complying as you watched him unbotton his work shirt and remove his pants leaving himself in only the white tank top and his boxers straining against his dick.

Travis kissed down your body slowly, making sure to pay extra attention to all of your sweet spots as you arched your back into him. Slowly he made his way back up to your neck and to your jaw. He cupped your face with one of his hands, the other holding himself up catching your mouth as his tongue slips between your lips skillfully exploring. Another lewd moan leaving your lips as you feel his hand that was holding your face now in your dripping cunt, pumping in and out slowly.

You went to sit up and pull at his boxers but Travis shook his hand, pinning you back down, "just you tonight darlin', I want you to feel nothing but heaven."

He lets go of you briefly, tugging off his tanktop and than his boxers letting his erection spring free. He's big at 6'3 inches, wide as his tip is in an aching red with precum dripping down the shaft. Travis laid back ontop of you, lining himself up briefly before he penetrated you slowly feeling you moan against him as he grabbed both of your hands intertwining your fingers.

It doesn't matter how many times you and Travis have done it, his cock will always stretch you out making you let out a breathy moan and your nails dig into his back. Travis moans as well, kissing over your jaw feeling your cunt's walls pulse around him pleasurably.

The bed slowly starts to rock, hearing the headboard smack the wall. “Fuck me.” you whispered to him. He picked up the pase snapping his hips into you, catching your lips in his again.

Travis chased both of your orgasms, his pace quicking slowly, a mixture of super slow and super fast. He kissed your head feeling himself go deeper and deeper into your cunt as he let the words slip from his lips, "I love you."

You smiled, making him look at you, "I love you too."

Your nails dug into his bare back feeling him pick up the pace indicating he was gonna cum soon and you were gonna follow next. Your legs wrapped around him tightly, feeling his cock starting to twitch inside of your cunt.

He hid his face in the crook of your neck, breathing deeply as he sucked on the skin sure to leave a mark. The headboard smacking the wall even rougher.

Travis' cock twitches again as you started to cum around him, feeling your cunt squeeze him and pulse start to push him over the edge. Your walls continue to twitch and flutter as he cums, realsing his load into your warm cunt. Travis grunts feeling his load leave and fill up your cunt.

He's still trying to get a grasp of reality as he feels your lips press against the side of his forehead nuzzled into your neck. Travis looks up eventually when he gets a grasp on where he is. Feeling your cunt slowly start to stop twitching agaisnst him as he slowly pulled himself out.

He cleans you up as well as himself, making you a cup of water as he slips under the covers with you. His arms wrapped around your body as he watches you look at your left hand which held the diamond ring.

"I tried to find the one that matched your beauty the best but that was impossible so I went for the second best," he kissed the back of your head, pulling your bare body against his.

For the first time in the past few weeks, you felt loved, happy and satisfied.

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Imagine Giving The Quarry Boys a BJ :0

Minors DNI! 18+

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Warnings: ns/fw, genderneutral, oral (m recieving)

Note: Minors/ageless blogs dni, you will be blocked I may a do a part 2 about the women of the Quarry >:)

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Dylan

Blowjobs are 1 thing Dylan can’t turn down. SO if you offered to blow him, he would watch you with fascinated eyes as you made your way down on him. His moans would be deep as hell and his hands would fist whatever he could find. His guilty pleasure is when he's trying to do his morning annoucements and your under the table licking at his tip while he stutters trying to form a sentence

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Jacob

He would be really awkward about it at first, but he would get so into it. He might even accidentally get kind of rough, fisting your hair and slightly forcing you to take more and he’d be so relieved afterwards considering he was so tense. He's a secret bottom so his favourite thing is when you tie his wrists and jerk/suck him off until you're satsified even when he's an overstimulated mess and his release is dripping down your lips

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Ryan

He would be instructive the first time, telling you what he likes and how he likes it. Once you get the hang of it though, he’d be throwing his head back and moaning like crazy. He definitely likes to grab your hair while you have him around your mouth. He isn't a head pusher but he likes to just hold onto your hair, tightening his hold each time his cock kisses the back of your throat

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Nick

A cocky little shit, he would be moaning all sorts of wrong with your mouth on him. “I knew you were eager to put your mouth on my cock baby.” He looks super geeky and nervous but in truth, he loves just having you on your knees in front of him while you suck him off, him getting to lean back and just enjoy the attention your mouth gives his cock

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Max

He’d would be kind of awkward. Maybe even suggest just to take care of you, he wouldn’t want to accidentally hurt you in any way, so if you finally convince him to just let you give him a blow job he’d be so gentle. Soothingly running his hands through your hair, cupping your face in his hands and such. When you finally do go down on him, he's in utter bliss but he's so scared that if he does something unvoluntary like jerk his hips up to your throat, you'd get off and his bliss would end. Just reassure the poor boy :(

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Travis

I'm not even lying when I say it took a while. Just the topic of sex alone took a couple months, then the topic of giving him head, he wasn't sure. He was worried that maybe you wouldn't like it. But when he finally caves, Travis wished he agreed sooner. He's super gentle though, his hand running through your hair as your tongue runs along his shaft. He's not a fan of finishing however down your throat, he prefers to do it inside of you so a blowjob is usually followed by him thrusting into you

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Fuck me in the ass and call me a pretty little slut but he's hot even if he's as old as my dad

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❦Bittersweet Sombers❦ MDNI! 18+

Pairing: Travis Hackett x GN!Reader

Warnings: ns/fw, minors dni I'm not joking, afab, lots of praise/compliments, lots of feelings, lots of i love you

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You rolled over in the bed, grasping the sheets. Letting out a soft whine you patted around.  His side of the bed was cold. 

“Travis?” You called out, sitting up. 

The room was dark, making you rub your eyes. It must have been very early in the morning. You heard shuffling outside the door and down the hall. You yawned before dragging yourself out of your bed to follow the sounds. The kitchen light was on; Travis stood hovering by the table, looking down at something. 

“Travis?" 

He looked up frowning. "Darlin? What are you doing up?" 

“I could ask you the same,” you hummed coming up beside him. 

Your hand rested on his back comfortingly, rubbing small circles. He made a soft noise. Travis had been looking down at a cease and desist form along with multiple more paperworks which were sprawled across the table with small unintelligible scribbles. You frowned, he had been so stressed lately, blaming himself for countless events. You pushed him down into the chair behind him, beginning to rub at the tight muscles in his shoulders. He groaned, relaxing into your touches, head tilting back. Your lips pressed against his forehead. 

“You should be in bed,” he whispered looking up at you. 

“As should you, join me," 

The sheriff frowned, starting to pull himself away from your warmth. "But work, ma, the full-" 

"That can all wait, just relax for a bit, you’re going to burn yourself out and then when something else happens what will you do then?" 

Travis sighed, pushing himself back towards your touch. "I suppose you’re right," 

"Of course I am,” you kissed his forehead and went back to the room listening to a faint promise of being there in a moment. You laid on the bed listening to Travis shove his random trinkets away and turn the lights off. He appeared in the doorway seconds later, shutting the door behind him. 

Travis crawled onto the bed, hovering over you, “hi." 

"Hey,” he smiled, nose brushing yours. “You’re beautiful, you know that?" 

You giggled pushing at his chest. "Stop it you big loaf," 

"it’s true,” he chuckled, insisting. “You’re beautiful,” he kissed your cheek. “And smart,” his hands slowly began peeling off your shirt. “And pretty,” his lips dipped to your neck, kissing softly. 

With each compliment he was convincing himself that he deserved you. He deserved this. Deserved happiness. 

“This is supposed to be about you hun,” your voice cracked as he sucked a mark onto your skin. 

He pulled away looking at you, "can’t it be about both of us?" 

"Just take your clothes off silly,” you giggled. Travis complied pulling off his shirt and pants, not without an eye roll however. You grasped his shoulders attempting to switch places with him. 

“Darlin' what-" 

"Shh just let me take care of you,” you smiled softly. Travis hesitantly laid back in the soft pillows and blankets watching as you grasped his boxers and removed them. His cock was already hard and pretty pink at the tip. 

“Look at you, already so worked up,” you whispered, tongue flicking over the silt where beads of precum had already appeared, "you need more breaks. You need to relax more," 

Your lips wrapped around the tip, slowly bringing him into your mouth. Travis thought you would stop halfway but you continued till your nose pressed against him and his cock kissed the back of your throat. He groaned, desperately trying to keep his hips still as you were perfectly content with cockwarming him for a moment. 

"My handsome sheriff,” you smiled when you pulled off. Your hand took the place of your mouth, slowly stroking. 

“Always so smart, a genius in fact,” Travis was hanging off of your every word. You slowly removed your remaining clothes to position yourself above him. 

“So kind and caring,” his cock twitched as you dragged it through your slick. 

“Always making sure I’m safe,” you began to sink down on him. 

“I love your eyes, always so full of love,” your hips met his, sitting fully with his cock inside. 

“Love how strong you are, and I don’t mean physically,” you poked him with a giggle. His hands moved to your hips as you rocked against him. 

“Always trying to do the right thing."

As you continued speaking, Travis felt regret. Regret for staying late nights at the station not returning till early morning. Regret spending his free days still working or with his family. Regret for not even coming home for weeks, and full of worry for when he did. Scared he’ll open the door to see you gone and a note telling him to never see you again. Every time you were never mad, always welcomed him home with warm food and a loving hug. What did he ever do to deserve someone like you? Overwhelmed by your love tears appeared in his eyes.

"God, I love you. I love you. I love you,” Travis sobbed, continuing to repeat his words. 

You stopped moving concerned about the sheriff below you that had burst into tears. “Travis?” He didn’t respond, still sniffling. “Can you give me a color?“ It turns out he needed more than relaxing, he needed reassurance. Reassurance that you still cared for him and loved him no matter what.

Remaining silent he instead clung close to you. Any thought he had of not deserving you after everything that had happened was squashed. He needed you, you were his rock that kept him grounded. And dear god he loved you more than anything. 

"Honey,” you called softly once he had stopped crying. He blinked up at you with big doe eyes, “do you want to stop for tonight? Just sleep and cuddle?” You brushed a bit of his hair away from his face. 

He shook his head, "please, wanna keep going,” he mumbled. 

“Are you sure?” you cupped his face. 

Travis set his hands on yours, eyes fluttering shut; he nodded his head. With his permission you sat up bouncing gently, hands intertwined with his. Travis felt like he was suffocating, in a good way of course. All he wanted right now at this moment was to hear it again. 

“Say it again,” he whispered. 

“I love you Travis," 

"Again," 

"I love you," 

"Again, please," 

"I love, love, love, you honey," 

Neither of you were desperate to get off, instead wanting to just be close with each other. Just needing each other’s touch. 

Your legs trembled as you lifted yourself up again. He could tell you were getting tired. Travis grasped your hips gently pulling you up. "I’ve got you darlin', let me take over,” you whined in disagreement, still wanting this to be about him, but eventually letting him roll over with you. 

His cock pulled out and he laid behind you, your back against his chest. He lifted one of your legs by your thigh and slowly pushed back in, his cock stretching you open once again. Travis buried his face in your neck, groaning. He quickly bottomed out. 

“Feel so good around me darlin',” he muttered, pressing a kiss to your neck. 

Travis' thrusts were slow making you moan softly with every drag of his cock against your walls. It was lazy and sleepy but you wouldn’t have it any other way right now. His cock fit snugly within you, filling you up just right. There was a steady pressure building in your stomach as he continued to thrust. 

“Gonna cum for me darlin'?” Travis whispered, kissing your cheek. 

He could feel you tightening around him, squeezing his cock perfectly. You whimpered in response. 

“So close." 

"I’ve got you Y/N, go ahead,” one of his fingers trailed to your clit. 

He circled the sensitive nub gently feeling your legs jerk slightly. You cried out his name softly as you came around him. Travis wasn’t far behind slowly thrusting, his cock twitched, and he hilted himself fully in you as he came. You could feel the warmth of his cum fill you. Travis kissed your head, fucking you both through your orgasms. 

He relaxed against you. "Promise to clean you up soon,“ he mumbled, an arm wrapping around you, "just want to hold you," 

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