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A while back I saw a lovely drawing by @mrskrazy and couldn’t get it out of my head, so I had to write something for it. Check out the full art here! WORTH IT!

Title: Homesick | Pairing: Arthur Morgan x gn reader | Rating: fairly sfw

Words: 803 | Tags: fluff, feels, no real smut for once (believe it or not ;D)

Ever since you and Arthur became a couple, you’ve never been apart for very long, so when your boss sends you on a week-long business trip, you’re already homesick on day one.

Arthur being Arthur does his best to cheer you up with messages and pictures from home. Even better is when he calls you after work, and you at least get to see and hear him via video chat. The only problem is the time difference. By the time you’re at your hotel, Arthur should already be in bed, and by day three, you can tell how tired he is. Despite your efforts to make him go to bed, Arthur stays up late for you every day, so you decide to put an allnighter as well.

The next evening, you come home to a quiet and dark apartment. You assume that Arthur went to bed when you spot weak light coming from the living room. Walking inside, you find Arthur on the couch. He’s wearing his most comfortable sweatpants with no shirt on, his head sunken back against the sofa, and his favorite coffee mug still in his hand. He must have fallen asleep while waiting to call you.

#arthur morgan x gender neutral reader #self reblog

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GILLIAN ANDERSON as DANA SCULLY in THE X-FILES (1993-2018) | S04E15 ‘Kaddish’

#you bet that I always reblog my girl #dana scully #the x-files #not rdr2

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Tip Request for someone who likes to stay anon (Thank you again! 💙)

Title: Changing Tires | Words: 1,577 | Rating: Explicit (18+)

Pairing: Arthur x male reader | Tags: daddy kink, dirty talk, modern AU

"Can you hand me those nuts?"

It takes a moment for you to comprehend Arthur's question since you've been too focused at ogling him. If you're honest, you only agreed to help him change the tires on his car because you figured he'd be nice to look at while working.

The thing is, you got more than you bargained for. Arthur's been working hours before you came over to his place. He's sweaty, dirty, and dressed in jeans and a tight muscle shirt. Giving him a tool is the last thing you want to do right now unless it's your own one.

"Sure, I'll take care of your nuts," you say, putting a lot of emphasis on the last word, and instead of just dropping them in Arthur's hand, you make sure to run your fingers over his skin.

You can tell by Arthur's look that he knows exactly what you're doing. You've only been together for a couple of weeks, but that relationship was a year in the making. Arthur's been your friend long enough for you to know a lot about him, and you're desperate to find out more, especially the juicy stuff.

"How much longer do you think this will take?" you ask.

"Well, if someone would help me like he promised," Arthur says, his voice cutting out for a moment as he leans on the wheel cross with a grunt, "then it might go faster."

You move over to him and let your fingers glide up his neck and through his hair. When you see a little shiver run through his body, you lean over him, breathing hot on his neck. "I thought you called me over for something else."

Arthur growls, and although he has to look up at you, his voice still holds absolute authority. "Do I really have to put you over my knee, or are you going to help me?"

"Seriously?" you ask with a grin, and Arthur rolls his eyes.

"Right, wrong question."

Ever since your first kiss, you and Arthur can barely keep your hands off of each other. You started out slow, and even after weeks, there's so much more to explore. Still, the last time you've been together was after not seeing each other for two weeks, and things got a little out of hand. You didn't mind at all that Arthur roughed you up way more than usual, and he knows it.

"Fine, I'll help," you say. After all, the quicker you get this done, the sooner Arthur has time for you.

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You do whatever Arthur tells you, but can't help but keep up the teasing. When you're done with the car, he curtly throws you over his shoulder to take you with him to the bathroom.

At first, you plan to only wash your hands, but realize that Arthur already messed up your clothes, so you might as well have some fun. You join him in the shower, and he welcomes you with open arms.

"Are you going to behave yourself now?" Arthur asks, drawing you close.

"Can't promise anything."

Arthur kisses you, and with your naked body pressed against his, you forget to tease him for a while. You even make yourself useful by washing all remnants of grease and dirt out of his hair.

Out of the shower, Arthur doesn't even bother to get dry. In between kisses, he tells you to move, and seconds later, you're sprawled out on his bed with Arthur crawling over you.

He kisses along your neck and collarbone, throwing in a few small bites for good measure. Then, Arthur chases a few droplets of water that still remain on your skin with his tongue, making you shiver.

You reach for him and bury your fingers in his hair. "Can we get to what I came here for?"

"You're such a brat," Arthur grunts, but you can hear the amusement in his voice.

He reaches over to the nightstand to grab the lube while you eagerly open your legs. You've been with a few guys who wanted to get in and out as quickly, but Arthur enjoys preparing you.

Usually, your grunts and moans are what gets him going, but tonight, you do your best to stay quiet. Biting your lip, you breathe evenly, even when Arthur raises his eyebrow at you, knowing full well what you're doing. He keeps teasing you, and although it kills you, you give him no reaction.

"Alright," Arthur says, a dark edge to his voice, "you want to play this game? Let's play."

Arthur goes in position, his fingers digging into your thighs as he rubs his length between your cheeks. Although you're turned on beyond measure, you keep quiet. Only when Arthur pushes in, you let out a groan, followed by quick breaths to regain your composure.

Looking down at you, Arthur's eyes hold something dark. One of the reasons you like him is that he's actually a lot softer than most people think. Still, you can't help being intrigued by his other side, especially during sex.

It takes all you have not to show him your excitement when he pushes into you, but the longer you stay quiet, the more Arthur retreats. Finally, you're so desperate that you lift your hips, all too eager to meet his thrusts.

Arthur lets out a mean chuckle. "Oh no. If you want more, you have to tell me."

You groan, biting your teeth together. In a desperate last attempt, you snap your hips up, but Arthur moves away again.

"Goddammit," you huff, angry that you are this needy. "Please, just fuck me, daddy."

The room goes eerily quiet, and you don't move anymore. You don't even dare to breathe. The word just slipped out, and you have no idea how Arthur might feel about this.

"What did you say?" he says, his voice dry.

"I'm sorry, it just-"

Arthur puts a finger over your lips, making you stop. He licks his lips while staring at yours. "Say it again."

He takes his hand away but rests it on your chest. You swallow hard, not sure if you can form another word ever again.

"Daddy," you whisper, your voice weak.

"Like you mean it," Arthur says, his fingers reaching up to go around your throat.

It's too late now, so you might as well go all in. You look at Arthur as innocently as you can manage, trying to keep your voice steady. "Fuck me, daddy."

Arthur rolls his hips, his cock twitching inside you. He looks surprised by his own reaction while heat rushes through your body. You just stumbled upon a gold mine.

"Daddy, please," you whine, and Arthur's fingers dig into your skin.

He thrusts into you, a lot less controlled than before. "Yes, daddy. I need more."

Arthur lets go of you and props himself up next to your face, his hot body covering you. He gains a bit of control back, his thrusts slower but deep.

"Keep talking," he growls into your ear as if that wasn't impossible with the way he pounded into you. "Say it again."

"Fuck me, daddy," you moan, letting everything out that you tried to keep in before. "You feel so good, daddy, so damn good."

It seems Arthur can't get enough of hearing it, getting more into it every time you say "daddy." He brings your arms up over your head, and with his hands pinning you down, he pounds into you while you keep begging for more.

The constant rub of his cock inside you makes you shiver, your fingers soon clawing at Arthur's back.

"Fuck, I need it so bad," you moan, unable to control the higher pitch in your voice. "Please, let me come, daddy. Please."

Arthur moans, his body holding you down as he thrusts into you in a frenzy. His grip tightens as he snaps his hips forward again and again. There's not a second of relief for you.

"This is what you get for being such a brat all day," Arthur groans, his lips right by your ear. As if this wasn't bad enough, the idea of Arthur disciplining you for bad behavior makes it so much worse. "You'll be a good boy and come for me now."

"Yes, daddy, yes," is the only thing you manage to moan as you fall over the edge.

Your cock is pumping between you and Arthur, painting your stomachs. You can't breathe until you're totally spent. Then, you suck in air as if you've been drowning.

Arthur leans his head against yours, still panting. "You okay?"

"Me? Yes," you say, although you feel like you just ran a marathon. "Not so sure about you, though."

"I'm fine," he says, but he sounds almost embarrassed.

"Didn't know about your massive daddy kink there," you say. "You could have warned me."

"Huh," Arthur huffs before a weak chuckle breaks out of him. "I didn't know either."

"Seriously?"

Arthur shrugs, and you push him over to get on top of him. "Well, we better figure out how bad it really is."

"I don't-" Arthur starts, but this time, you put a finger over his lips.

"Don't worry. I'm going to take good care of you," you say, leaning in as close as possible, "daddy."

Arthur groans, and you kiss your way down along his body. Now that you know, you're going to milk Arthur's little kink for all that it's worth.

#arthur morgan x male reader #rdr2 fanfic #rdr2 smut #self reblog #nsft

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littlestarofthewest · 1 month

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Oh wow, #13 gags for Charthur please?? You would literally be my savior at this point, I love your writing so much Arthurs super noisy compared to Charles isnt he 🤤 Love u k thanks bye...have a nice day!

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(Number One of my kinky November ficlets)

Pairing: Arthur Morgan x Charles Smith | Word Count: 859 | Rating: Explicit

Usually, they only go at each other when they’re far away from camp, the farther away, the better. Today, they just don’t make it.

Since Arthur has been gone for over a week, Charles went on an extended hunting trip, fighting his sexual frustration by pushing Arthur out of his mind while tracking and channeling it into precise shots for the kill. It doesn’t have the desired effect.

Back at camp, Charles grows hard the second he sees Arthur. He’s always been calm, collected, in control, but then Arthur winks at him one time and all that goes away, being replaced by a primal urge to put his dick into tight heat until he spends his seed.

#charthur #rdr2 smut #self reblog #nsft

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