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Forgive Me, Father

Priest!Arthur Morgan x Male!Reader

(Red Dead Redemption 2 One-shot)

Word count: 2448

Warnings: Smut 18+ (Minors DNI)

Tags: Priest kink, popping cherries, cream pies and some rough sex

Summary: After being told to go have some alone time and relax, you wander to Saint Denis and find yourself confessing your worries and sins to Father Arthur but he seems to want to help you in unholy ways~

Authors note: I’m sorry but I just have a thing for priest kink and I just gotta say this was too spicy of a thought not to write

You have never really been a religious man nor have you been a man that cared about himself, but when Dutch told you to go to Saint Denis to take a load off and relax because of how hard you work as Dutch’s second in command.

You reluctantly agreed and rode off towards the bustling city of Saint Denis, you grumbled incoherently as you drew near to the city. You and your horse, St. John, walk along the street with no destination in mind, you soon find yourself in front of the church that was more or less in the middle of the city.

You stared at the entrance of the large church, ‘Come in.’ a voice said, you looked around in search of the voice but found nothing, ‘Come in.’ it said again but louder and closer, as if it was near you. Grumbling softly, you dismount your horse and hitch him to a post, hesitantly walking towards the wooden double doors.

When you walked into the holy place you saw that it was mostly empty, save for a couple of strangers here and there in the back of the pews, you walked down the middle path between the rows of pews and sat near the front.

You took your hat off in respect for the Lord, you guessed, as you sat down. You looked down at your boots and held your gaze before you heard footsteps coming closer, you didn’t look up until that deep drawl spoke up, “I’ve never seen you in here, my son.” The man said, something in your head urged you to look up at the man, when you did you saw a blonde-haired man with a slight stubble and baby blue eyes looking fondly into your own eyes. The blue-eyed man was dressed in a priest’s outfit, his muscles looked larger than what you’d think a ‘normal’ priest would have.

“I-I, uh, I’m not from ‘round here… I should go, shouldn’t I?” You stuttered before you began to stand up, the priest put a warm hand on your shoulder, making you pause and sit down again. “It’s alright my son, all are welcome here.” He said as he sat down beside, you let out a soft sigh, “I’m sorry…” You said as you looked at your hands, flexing your fingers a bit, the father placed his large, warm hand on your shoulder and squeezed softly. “For what?” The man asked, peering over at you.

“F-For sinning, Father. I-I’m a bad man, and I don’t deserve anything.” You explained as you put your head in your hands, “Nonsense, all of God’s creatures deserve life and love. It doesn’t matter what you’ve done in your lifetime, as long as you repent before you meet God, you will have a guaranteed entrance to heaven.” The priest explained as he smoothed his hand over your back, you sighed with a soft whine, “W-What’s your name, Father?” You asked as you stared at the Father, “Arthur Morgan, Father Morgan is what the church calls me.” Arthur said with a smile, you blushed at the fact that another man smiled warmly at you without any ill intent.

Father Morgan noticed and a small tint of crimson spread across his face, “Yours?” Arthur asked with another gentle smile, “M-mm, uh Y/n L/n, Sir.” You said as you held out your hand nervously, Arthur’s warm hand closed around your own in a shake, causing both of you to get jitters.

“No need to call me Sir, Y/n.” The man said as he placed a hand on your shoulder, you sighed softly before grumbling to yourself, “F-Father, I’ve been having sinful thoughts as of late.” You admitted, looking at Arthur once more before glancing down at your own hands, “Like what?” Father Morgan tilts his head a little as he furrows his brows, “I-I’m ashamed and too scared to tell you… I’m sorry.” You said as you got up and tried to walk past Arthur but the man grabbed your wrist gently, “Would you rather go into my office to tell me privately?” Father Morgan said as he slowly stood up, careful not to scare you with the sudden movement after seeing how you reacted to a kind smile.

You stuttered a lot as you tried to say ok, Arthur gave you another sweet smile before leading you by the hand into a room behind Jesus’ statue, the room was relatively small but had a medium-sized desk with two chairs and a twin-sized bed that was tucked into the corner along with a couple of bookshelves lining the wall near the door. Arthur let your hand go and went to sit in the chair behind the wooden desk, “Tell me your sinful thoughts, Y/n. I’ll be able to help you if you tell me what they are.” The priest said as he folded his hands together on the desk.

You stood by the door for a moment before walking over to the desk to sit in the chair that was in front of it, the chair creaked under your weight as you settled into it, “W-Well, I’m a f-fornicator. I can’t stop myself from thinking bad thoughts about people I meet on the street, I feel so ashamed about it so I don’t act on it and I-I’m sorry Father. I’m so angry at myself for feeling this way, I-I hate myself sometimes because I hate my brain, stupid fuckin’ brain!” You said as you clenched your fists in your lap, “Now, now, Y/n don’t say those things about yourself over something you can’t control.

While being a fornicator is a sin, there are ways to relieve your pent up emotions and ways to help with your impure thoughts but you’ll have to repent afterward.” Father Morgan said with a mysterious twinkle in his eye, you perked up at the priest’s words, “R-Really? Y-You think you can help me?” You said in a hopeful tone, “Sure, now what specific thoughts are you havin’? The more I know, the more I’ll be able to single out what you need.” Father Morgan said with a small smile, you nod before thinking for a moment, “W-Well, I’ve always liked both women and men, and lately all I can think about is men… and their bodies. The way their muscles twitch and move, I-It makes my Johnson hard…” You went on to describe what your impure thoughts were, you were so caught up in explaining what’s been going through your head you didn’t even notice that Arthur got out of his chair and went over to the cot.

You continued to ramble as you stared down at your hands, rubbing your thighs together to try and calm down your hard-on, “Y/n, look at me.” Father Morgan said from the corner of the room, you peered at him and what he saw was incredibly surprising, “F-Father where are your clothes?” You asked as you turned around in your chair so that your back was facing towards Arthur, the man had taken off his clothes, save for his underwear, and stood there flexing a little.

The image of Arthur’s body was burned into your brain, not that it’s a problem, but the way Arthur’s muscles twitched and moved as the man flexed his arms and abs. The way Arthur’s hands smoothed over his own slightly hairy chest and slid down his torso until his hand grabbed his groin, you whimpered at the sight that was ingrained into your brain.

“Y/n look at me. C’mon, the only way to stifle your temptations is to indulge them, come over here, Y/n.”

Your face burned bright red as you stood up slowly, hesitantly turning around to walk over to the man, keeping your eyes on the ground. Arthur used his thumb and forefinger to lift up your chin to make you look into his eyes, your heart rate was going crazy, your breathing getting more erratic as you stared at Father Morgan’s body. “Go on, touch me, I know you’re tempted to do so.” Arthur said with a small smirk, taking your hand in his own hand before placing it on his bare chest, you squeaked as you touched his chest.

Instinctively squeezing his pecs, the feeling of his hairy chest felt heavenly in your hand, you brought your other hand up to do the same to the other pec. “There ya go, boy. I’m here for you now, to satisfy your cravings and temptations.” Arthur said with a soft moan as you rubbed his nipples with your thumb and forefinger, “Y-Yes Father.” You said when you buried your face into Arthur’s neck, breathing in his divine scent, you licked and kissed the man’s throat with a moan.

You rubbed your hands all over Arthur’s body, well at least everywhere you can reach, “Good Lord, Y/n. Your hands feel so good.” Arthur said as he writhed underneath your gentle touch, “I-I wanna f-fuck you, Arthur. Please, I need r-release.” You whined as you softly began to frot against him, Arthur smiled as he pushed you back a little so he had room to take his underwear off, you stared at him with desire as Arthur’s cock twitches and jumps.

You grasped it softly and tugged on it experimentally, Arthur moaned at the loving tugs, “You can be rough with me, Y/n. I don’t mind.” The man comments as you began to strip off your clothes, once you were fully naked you started to stroke your aching cock, “A-Are you sure?” You asked as you grabbed Arthur’s hips to turn him around and bent him over the bed softly, pressing yourself against his ass, “Yes, Y/n, please fuck me.” Arthur peered behind his shoulder to gaze at your blushing face, you then scramble to rifle through your satchel to find your pomade so you can slick up your cock and Arthur’s hole.

You then slipped a couple of slick fingers inside Arthur, he let out a groan at the feeling of you stretching him open, “You’re so tight, have you done this before?” You asked as you paused for a moment, “N-No, it’s ok, keep going Y/n.” Arthur moaned as he turned to look back at you again.

You nodded before continuing to scissor him open enough to accommodate your girth, moments later you took hold of your hard cock and pressed the head against Arthur’s hole, “A-Are you ready, Father?” You questioned; Arthur nodded with a breathy ‘yes’.

With that you slowly pushed inside of him, his ass wrapped around your cock as you sheathed yourself inside him. Once you were fully inside him, you waited a moment so Arthur could adjust to the wide intrusion, “Please, Y/n, start moving. Yer killin’ me here.” Arthur groans as he wiggles against Your pelvis.

You mutter an apology and start to softly move in and out of him, he moans into the sheets as you begin to pick up the pace of your thrusts, you get lost in the sensation of him clenching around your cock occasionally and how he moans your name.

You grabbed his wrists and pinned them behind his back, making him arch his back and jut out his ass. “F-Fuck, you feel so good, Father Morgan. When your fuckin’ ass squeezes my cock, it makes me wanna cum deep inside you.” You growl as you begin to fuck him harder, those words struck a chord with Arthur because he clenches around you as he pushed back into your hips with each thrust.

“Ah, c-cum inside me, Y/n, it’s the only way to satisfy your cravings.” Arthur moans into the air as he gazed with heavy-lidded eye behind him to look into your eyes, it’s like a switch flipped in your head, you hiked up your left foot onto the bed to get more leverage and to start jackhammering his prostate like a fuckin’ rabbit. Arthur’s breathing became ragged as he neared his orgasm, “’M gonna cum, Y/n, p-please. Make me cum!” Arthur whined into the mattress.

You felt a swirling heat bubble in the pit of your stomach as you were dragged closure to your peak, your breathing quickened and your grip tightened on his wrists, “Fuck, I’m gon’ breed you, Father. Gonna fill you up with my cum!” You growled as you pounded out the last few thrusts before you exploded inside of him with a loud grunt.

Arthur came at the feeling of you filling him up with your cum, the feeling being new but so fuckin heavenly to him, you let go of his wrists and rubbed his hips gently with warm hands before you dragged your hand up and down his muscled back.

“I’m so full… of your cum, Y/n, it feels so…” Arthur said before losing his train of thought when you started to slowly pump in and out of him again, the feeling was so overwhelming all he could do was twitch and writhe underneath you. Leaning over him, you begin to kiss his shoulder before trailing up to his neck, softly biting at the sweaty spot underneath his ear.

Arthur gasps softly, turning his head to capture your lips with his own, moaning into his mouth as you slither your tongue into his yearning mouth. You then reached down and grabbed his dick and started to stroke it firmly, he shudders into your mouth as he’s close to coming again.

“Cum for me, Father.” You moan in between kisses, he nodded as his eyebrows knitted together and his mouth hung open as his cock spasms in your fist, his cum spurting onto the bed sheets. You both breathe heavily as you cling to him and come down from your highs, you then pull out of him gently and sit next to him on the bed. Arthur whines a little as he sits on his sore ass, “How are you feeling, Y/n, any better?” Arthur asked as he put a large hand on your thigh.

You leaned over and planted a gentle kiss on his lips before leaning your forehead against his, “Yeah, I feel a lot better. Thank you, Father.” You say as you lean back and lay down on the bed with your legs hanging off the side. The Father watches your muscles contract and move as you stretch your tired limbs, your cock twitching a little when you notice him eyeing you up and down with a hazy smile on his face. “What now, Father?” You asked softly as you sat up and turned your body towards him,

“Now we pray.”

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Moonshine

Daryl Dixon x OMC! Ethan Williams

(The Walking Dead One-Shot)

Word count: 1292

Warnings: Smut 18+ (Minors DNI)

Tags: Assisted jerking off, fluff and smut, praise

Summary: In the abandoned house, Ethan and Daryl share a drink and Daryl confesses something with a helping hand

Authors note: too cute of an idea not to actually write haha

“Hey, I found some moonshine, want some?” Ethan said from the kitchen, Daryl’s eyes snapping up to where Ethan had walked off to. “Yeah, sure.” Daryl said as the other man walked over to him with two mason jars of clear liquid, holding one of them out for him to take.

Minutes later, the two men were sitting across from each other, talking about random things from their past as they slurred their words, “— And his girlfriend, Amy I think was her name, walked in on us! He was a greedy fucker too, you know. Goin’ back and forth between her pussy and my dick… I wonder what happened to them, was spending a week with… someone, I dunno.” Ethan slurred as he drank some more moonshine, his cheeks flushed as he slowly became more and more drunk. Daryl had a small lazy smile on his face, before it fell completely, his eyes falling to his hands, “What’s it feels like? Sex, I mean.” Daryl mumbled out his question, not looking up as his face burned with embarrassment.

“You’re a virgin, ain’t ya?”

Daryl only made an indistinct noise, avoiding Ethan’s green eyes, “Really? A sexy motherfucker like you ain’t ever got his dick wet? I don’t believe that I know you’re lyin’.” Ethan said with a chuckle, the expression on Daryl’s face said it all. “Holy shit, you ain’t lyin’. Damn, that’s surprising, I would’ve expected people to be lined out your door waitin’ to get a taste of Daryl Dixon. I know I would’ve, every damn chance I got.” Ethan said before taking another swig of the clear alcohol, Daryl only grunts, taking a big gulp of moonshine, nearly finishing the rest of the contents of the mason jar.

“What do you like anyway? Men or women.”

“I dunno, never had any experience to make the decision.”

Ethan hums, taking another swig, “Okay, I’ll make it easier for ya to determine, what do you think about that makes your, no doubt irresistible, dick hard as a rock?” The man asked with a wicked grin, Daryl shifted in his spot as a barely audible whisper left his pretty mouth. “Didn’t quite catch that, darlin’, wanna repeat that for me?” Ethan said as his eyes examined Daryl’s face, the man’s eyes flickering up to see Ethan staring at him. “You...” Daryl said a bit louder, shrinking himself down to seem smaller, the other man swallowed the rest of his moonshine before crawling on his hands and knees over to him. Daryl noticed Ethan’s movements and peered over at him curiously. “Can I do something for you?” Ethan said in a low voice, “what is it?” Daryl asked as he glanced between the dirty floor and Ethan.

“Give you some release, your shoulders are really tense, I can help relieve some pent-up stress, if you let me of course.” Ethan said in a gentle tone, Daryl was silent for a minute before he grabbed his moonshine and gulped down the rest of it before putting it back on the table. Daryl just nodded his head, if you weren’t expecting it, you would’ve missed it, “Come sit in my lap, facing away from me.” Ethan said as he sat on his butt Indian style before patting his thigh, Daryl hesitantly crawled into his lap and faced away just like instructed, his hands firmly planted on the other man’s meaty thighs. Ethan gently placed his hands on the man’s shoulders, Daryl jumped slightly but relaxed almost instantly when the man started pressing his thumbs into his shoulders with firm pressure, moving his thumbs in medium sized circles as he tried to get the knots out of his muscles.

Soft moans fell from Daryl’s lips as he hung his head a little, clearly relishing the feeling of getting a massage, he hadn’t had one since… forever. About five minutes later, Ethan smoothed his hands over the hunter’s broad shoulders before moving down caress his thighs comfortingly. A content sigh was heard as Daryl leaned back, his head falling back to rest on the man’s shoulder, Ethan smiled as he began unbuttoning Daryl’s ripped up flannel with care. Opening his shirt to then let his hands explore the man’s slightly muscled chest, when his thumbs swiped over Daryl’s nipples, the man shuddered and squirmed in Ethan’s lap. The man pressed his lips into Daryl’s neck, planting a soft kiss onto his dirty skin, placing a few more before his hands drifted to Daryl’s crotch. Ethan’s deft hands undid Daryl’s belt with ease, as if he’d done this a thousand times before, palming the man’s half hard cock for a moment before pulling him out of his boxers.

A soft whimper fell from Daryl as his cock was being gently tugged on by someone other than himself for the first time, “You’re doin’ really good, darlin’, I love hearing the sounds you make. You can make as much noise as you want, it’s just us here.” Ethan said into his neck, placing more kisses on his neck and jaw. Daryl bit his lip in response before nodding, wiggling his hips a bit as the man’s hand began stroking a little quicker. Daryl shamelessly moaned as Ethan tugged and played with his nipples as he stroked his cock, Daryl squirming in the man’s lap as he felt close. Moments later, Daryl squeezed his eyes shut as he let out a strangled cry, cum spurting out of his cock and slid down Ethan’s knuckles as he slowly milked him dry. When Daryl sagged against him, Ethan let go of his cock, quickly licking his knuckles clean before wrapping his arms around the man in his lap.

Ethan nuzzled Daryl’s neck before peppering kisses here and there, a choked sob brought back his attention when he heard it. Daryl had begun crying. “Hey, it’s okay darlin’, you did an amazing job for me. You’re such a good boy, hm? It’s alright, let it out sweetheart, it’s okay to cry.” Ethan crooned, rocking the man in his arms gently as he sobbed, his red, tear-streaked face was buried in Ethan’s neck now as he’d turned his body just moments ago. “‘M sorry,” Daryl hiccupped minutes later, “Sorry ‘bout what, darlin’?”

“For not lasting that long, I’m messed up, somethin’ is wrong with— “

“Hey, nothing is wrong with you, okay? You did good, don’t worry, okay? You’re such a good boy, Daryl, you just don’t know it yet.” Ethan said as he rubbed the man’s thigh comfortingly, Daryl continued to cry for a bit before Ethan’s sweet words got him to calm down. “Hey, how about we go to bed, would that make you feel a bit better?” The man asked, Daryl wordlessly nodded as he sniffled, Ethan fixed up Daryl’s pants before scooting out from under the man, setting up a spot to sleep. Finally figuring out a good spot, Ethan made a makeshift bed with ratty old blankets and slightly musty pillows, better than nothing that’s for sure.

Once he got everything ready, he went over to Daryl and held out his hand for the man to take, Daryl immediately grabbed a hold of Ethan’s hand and never let go as he was led to the “bedroom” for the night, they laid down and got settled. Daryl quickly plastering himself to Ethan’s side, wrapping his arms around his middle with his head on the man’s Barrel-like chest, “Night, darlin’,” Ethan said as he began petting Daryl, after getting no response he lifted his head to check on the man only to find him snoring softly into Ethan’s chest, his eyes closed.

‘He looks peaceful, such a pretty boy.’ Ethan thought to himself with a smile before drifting off to sleep himself.

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Kentucky Bourbon

Bill Williamson x OMC! Adrian Cross (Red Dead Redemption 2 One-shot)

Word count: 1021

Warnings: Smut 18+ [Minors DNI]

Tags: Blowjobs, semi public sex, minor throat fucking, alcohol use

Summary: The brawl in Valentine left Adrian Cross bored and horny, luckily Bill Williamson had come along at the right time with Kentucky Bourbon in hand~

Authors note:

Bill Williamson has been on my mind so much lately and I had this idea brewing for a while so I thought I’d spill it out on a page before my head explodes lol

Adrian sat quietly on a log at the scout campfire, on the edge of camp at Horseshoe Overlook, wearing only his red union shirt, cuffed town pants and boots, his satchel and weapons were underneath his cot in his smallish tent. Truth be told, he was bored and horny but didn’t really want to go anywhere since he and the boys started that brawl in Valentine, and he was too lazy to really go exploring to other parts of New Hanover.

“Hey, Adrian, wanna share a drink?”

Bill came up from behind him with a bottle of Kentucky Bourbon, Adrian turned to look at him, a blush settling on his face when he saw Bill’s shirt was missing a few buttons near the top, displaying his rounded chest. “Uh, yeah, why not.” Adrian said quietly, watching Bill smile slightly and sit down beside him on the log, Bill took a long swig before handing the bottle to the other man.

Adrian took a swig, letting the liquid burn his throat warmly on the way down before taking another swig, handing it back to Bill. The taste of Bill was on the tip of the bottle, making his brain feel fuzzy with arousal, Adrian felt Bill’s leg press into his, the man had scooted a little closer to Adrian, “I like you, Adrian, you ain’t ever… mean to me. Callin’ me names and such.” Bill said before taking another big swig, trading off the bottle again.

“You ain’t like what the others say, y’ain’t stupid or a fool,”

Adrian took a swig, feeling eyes on him he glanced towards Bill after swallowing the auburn liquid, Bill was staring at him, “What? I got something on my face?” Adrian asked, scratching the soft stubble on his cheeks. Sticking his tongue out to try and lick the corners of his lips, Bill’s cheeks burned as his eyes flickered down to stare at his lips. “You don’t got anythin’ on your face,” Bill murmured, Adrian looked down when he felt Bill place a hand on his thigh, Adrian’s legs spreading wider to allow Bill more access.

“I’ve wanted you for a long time, Bill, can’t ever control myself whenever you’re near me.”

Adrian sighed softly when Bill moved his hand up his thigh, leaning over a bit to whisper lowly, “Come with me,” Bill stood up and held out his hand for Adrian to take, the younger man taking his hand and followed him into the woods just outside of camp. They weren’t too far from camp but far enough to not be bothered, excitement thrumming through their veins, Bill pushed him against a tree and pressed his body against Adrian’s own.

Adrian smiling before leaning in to press a firm kiss to Bill’s lips, the other man returning the kiss with a hungry eagerness, “Can I suck your cock?” Adrian asked when he pulled away a moment later. Bill grinned, nodding as he stepped back a little to allow room for Adrian to get on his knees, “What a good boy,” Bill praised, Adrian looking up at him with puppy dog eyes with a slight whimper, the praise igniting a fire.

Adrian’s hands went up to Bill’s belt, taking it off to then pull down his pants a bit, the tent in his union pants nothing less than impressive. Bill’s hand came up to pet Adrian’s short sandy brown hair, encouraging him to lean forward a bit, Adrian pressed his face into the man’s crotch, the heady smell of sweat and manhood eliciting a feral and needy response from the younger man. Adrian pulled down his union pants to release Bill’s hard cock. It was quite impressive in length, it was thicker near the base and tapered at the tip, flushing a bit red and leaking pre-cum.

Adrian gripped the base with his hand and lightly flicked his tongue against the slit, pulling a deep moan from Bill, a few more broad licks along the thick underside vein before wrapping his lips around the tip and hallowed his cheeks as he sucked on the head. “Good boy, oh shit, so good.” Bill groans, Adrian humming in response to the praise, taking more of Bill’s cock into his mouth, rolling his swollen balls in his fist as he tried deepthroating the bear of a man.

“Fuck, I ain’t gonna last much longer,”

Bill whined as he gripped Adrian’s hair in his fist, thrusting a bit deeper into the younger man’s mouth, nearly choking him when he couldn’t hold it anymore and shot his load down his throat. Adrian swallowed as much of the sweet and salt come as he could, pulling off his cock with a wet pop, Bill praised Adrian as he stood up, leaning in to kiss Bill once more.

The bear of a man reaching down to palm Adrian’s cock through his jeans, “Take your cock out, I wanna see how fast I can make you come.” Bill growled, Adrian following his instruction quickly as he pulled out his own slightly smaller, aching cock. “Good boy,” Bill purred into Adrian’s ear, seeing his cock jump at the words made Bill smile, the bigger man turning Adrian around and began unbuttoning the younger man’s shirt from behind.

Bill then spread open his shirt and began to rub and lightly tug on Adrian’s nipples, burying his face into Adrian’s neck, biting and sucking dark marks onto his pretty tanned skin. “Mm, fuck, I can’t handle it for much longer.” Adrian whimpered, his cock twitching and pulsing heavily, Bill drug his blunt fingernails to create bright red lines of fire along his abdomen. Barely a moment later, Adrian’s cock spasmed as he was shoved into his climax, his cum dripping onto the leaves below them.

Bill chuckled, “Good boy, Adrian, such a good boy for me.” The praise sending electricity through the younger man’s brain, slightly sagging against Bill, moments later the decided to gather themselves and walk back to camp. Only separating from each other’s side when they turned in for the night, look forward to going on a scouting mission the next morning.

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