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So the very talented @amorgansgal posted this smutty thought of the day and the incredible @mrs-morgan-13 suggested I write a lil one shot for it hehe <3 I hope this lives up to expectations, luv ye

Warnings: edging, this is 100% smut lmao

Word Count: ~1,190

When you first suggested to Arthur that you both spend the night at an abandoned cabin you had found, this was not what he had in mind. He expected a night of cuddling and relaxation. And while Arthur hopes there'll eventually be cuddling, he didn't feel very relaxed with his wrists bound behind him.

Arthur has been sat on this chair for what feels like hours, completely naked and waiting patiently for his release. You’ve already edged him many times, flawlessly stopping just before he could reach that high. His face was flushed, a thin layer of sweat across his forehead and his cock throbbing for attention.

You were sitting on the bed in front of him, entertained by how Arthur would try to free himself every few minutes. He tries again, rotating his wrists in a desperate attempt to gain some kind of advantage. An amused smile tugs at your lips as you stand, ready to tease him once again.

Slowly, Arthur's stop thinking about the rope and focuses on you again. The light from the lantern hits your naked frame perfectly, illuminating every curve exquisitely and making Arthur's cock twitch. "Have you had your fun?" he asks, trying his best to control his voice "You gonna untie me now?".

"And why on Earth would I untie you?" you ask playfully, moving closer to him. You nuzzle your face in by his neck, your nose brushing against the stubble on his jawline. Your touch is intoxicating to him. Sometimes he doesn't think you realise how much you affect him, how you easy send shivers up his spine and make his skin feel as though it's on fire.

With the tip of your finger, you lightly traced one of the veins along his shaft. "Fuck-" Arthur gasps, throwing his head back as he tries to regain some control over himself. You smirk against him; who knew you'd have this much control over him by using just one finger?

Deciding he deserves a little bit more, you take his cock in your hand and slowly begin to jerk him off. Arthur immediately clenches his teeth as your hand moves from his base along to the tip. He knows he's loosing whatever small bit of control he has over himself, the feeling overwhelming him.

Just as you place a kiss on his neck, Arthur bucks into your hand. You quickly pull away from both his neck and length. "Arthur, what did I tell you?" you scold. He nods his head quickly, knowing what you were on about. "I know, I know, I gotta be patient" he recites what you told him when you first tied his wrists together.

Happy he remembered your words, your lips went back to his neck while your hand went around his shaft again. Arthur closes his eyes, savouring the sensation and feeling that familiar knot building in his gut.

You purposefully went slow as you continued to stroke him, drawing out as many moans and gasps as possible. For such a rough 'n tough outlaw, Arthur undoubtedly makes the prettiest noises you've ever heard.

You could tell Arthur was close, knowing how his body reacts and seeing his tell-tale signs. "Please," he pants, his hips beginning to thrust up into your hand again "please, I'm so close". Although you appreciate him begging, you still pull away.

"C'mon darlin', you can't keep me like this all night" he says with a new found annoyance, his body aching to come. Arthur grits his teeth, unable to bear being edged again. "Don't worry, we're nearly there" you assure him, subtly approving the hickeys that start to appear on his neck.

Straddling his lap, you cautiously lower yourself just enough for his tip to feel the heat of your entrance. Arthur instantly reacts, his eyebrows raised as he whimpers in pleasure. You’ve never seen him this needy before, craving to be inside of you.

You both sigh as you settle on to his lap, feeling his length stretch you out fully. Arthur instinctively pulls against his restraints, needing to touch you and feel your body in his rough palm. “Please darlin’ you’re killing me” he pleads.

Though you badly want to move and get your own release too, you didn’t waste the opportunity to tease him one last time. “What do you want me to do?” you ask, feigning innocence and wrapping your arms around the back of his neck.

“What I really want you to do is untie me so I can take you on that bed,” he smiles slightly, hoping you’d comply. Instead you tut him and shift slight, wordlessly warning him that you’ll get off of him if he keeps this up.

“But you don’t have to untie me” he quickly caves, willing to stay on the chair if it means you’ll ride him. “Just please, doll, let me come”. Getting a little impatient yourself, you decide it was about time you both get to come.

You lift yourself up off of his shaft before sinking back down onto him, clenching around him. Arthur lets out a string of groans, becoming more and more overwhelmed by the feeling. You know he isn’t going to last long and so you help yourself out, bringing one of your hands down to rub circles on your clit.

Picking up your pace, you could feel him throb inside of you, moments away from his orgasm. “I’m nearly there,” you pant, arching your back “just give me a few more -ah!”. You fall against Arthur as your own orgasm takes hold of you.

Arthur’s release comes just a couple of seconds after yours, turning the man into a complete moaning mess as he fills you.

You stay on top of him as you try to catch your breath. Arthur speaks first, moving his head to kiss your temple. “You’re a troublemaker, you know that?” he says, speaking low against your ear. Giggling slightly, you turn to look at him properly and give him a sweet kiss on the lips. “Think it’s about time I untie you” you say against his lips. “Oh please” he says, practically deflating into the chair “my arms are getting real sore”.

Once you get off of Arthur and untie him, you focus on cleaning yourself up next. Arthur makes an “ooo” sound as he finally stands and crashes down on the bed. You join him soon after, snuggling into him with your arm around his torso.

“So when do I get to tie you to a chair?” Arthur asks, wrapping his strong arms around you and pulling you closer. You giggle though you know he’s being serious. “How’s about you tie me to the bed instead?” You propose, knowing that at least that way you’d be more comfortable. Arthur chuckles “Well then I guess we know what we’re doing tomorrow”.

As sleep begins to set in, Arthur yawns and rests his head on top of yours. “I love you, troublemaker” he mumbles. “I love you too” you smile, closing your eyes and drifting off to a dreamless sleep, excited for what tomorrow will bring.

#ok so I'm not drunk but I'm kinda tipsy so there's probably a lot of mistakes in this #and I've tried to write this in present tense instead of past tense so yeah there's probably a fuck up or 2 #anyways THANK YOU TO THE AMAZING AMORGANSGAL FOR LEAVING ME DO THIS #THANK YOU SO FUCKING MUCH MY G #AND THANK YOU MRS-MORGAN-13 FOR SUGGESTING I DO THIS #Y'ALL ARE SOME GREAT PEOPLE #LOVE YE #arthur morgan #arthur morgan x female reader #arthur morgan x f!reader #wrtitings #ok time to neck more wine

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