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cal-tastic · 5 months

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Two Shots Down

Pairing: arthur morgan x fem!reader

Wordcount: 1,600+

Synopsis: a one-night stand after meeting in a dusty saloon.

Warnings: mdni!! porn with plot, one night stand, rough sex, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy!), dirty talk, alcohol consumption.

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The parlor door of the saloon rattled as footsteps approached from the entrance. Alert, as always, your eyes shot up to the door, watching as an unfamiliar face made his way to the bar.

“What can I get you, Mister?”

“Nothin’ just yet. Just takin’ a rest before I head back South.”

The man, clad in traveling clothes, pulled the stool in front of him out before taking a seat. It wasn’t long before his gaze met yours, causing you to look in the opposing direction.

“Evenin’..”

His breath was a pungent whiskey— bourbon, perhaps; the kind that burns your throat. You were certain if this man kissed you it would burn yours, too. Maybe that’s what was so enticing.

“Evening. Haven’t seen you around before.. Small town, I remember a face once I see one.”

He gave you a shrug as he took his hat off, setting it on the countertop. “I’m just the same, Miss.. my first time comin’ round these parts.”

He had a stature unlike anyone you had met before— he held himself with certainty, like he had seen it all before

“Welcome to Valentine. You got a name?”

“Arthur.”

He took a look back over to the bartender before turning his attention back to you. “You drink?”

“I’m at the bar, aren’t I?” You said, nodding to the place in which you both sat.

Arthur shook his head, laughing under his breath. Even his laugh was gruff. He placed two coins on the bartop, sliding them over to the bartender. “Two shots of Brandy.”

The man placed a shot in front of each of you, Arthur taking his while you took your own.

The two of you downed the spirits, placing the glasses back upon the counter for the worker to gather.

“Do you live in town?” He finally asked

“Not at all. I don’t live in any town, to be quite honest with you.”

“Is that so?”

“Yessir. I’m a travelin’ gal, I don’t belong to no town.”

He seemed to get a kick out of that— a low chuckle leaving his lips as he leaned against the bar. “We’re just one in the same, aren’t we?”

“S’ppose so.” You grinned, admiring the man before you. Something was so different about him, so unique, yet you just couldn’t place it. Being on the road, you never had time to find attraction to anyone, but sitting here in this bar, you found yourself entertaining the thought.

“You got a wife, Arthur?”

“Never had time to marry. Nor the interest.” He admitted with a shrug, tapping his fingers against the wood of the counter.

You weren’t sure what had come over you, whether it was the booze or the fact that you hadn’t gotten laid in months, but something was nagging at you to give it a shot with this man.

“There’s a hotel just next door.. I’m certain neither of us will be here in the morning.”

“What are you implyin’, Miss?”

“Let’s just say we could save a little cash if we shared a room.”

He reckoned with his thoughts for a moment before glancing back to you. “I don’t uh.. I don’t usually do this, but I’m sure once wouldn’t be no harm.”

A fire burned at your core with just the idea. This wasn’t like you at all.

As you stood to make your way towards the parlor door, so did he, revealing to you just how much larger he was than you. Even in your boots, he was still nearly a foot taller.

He followed behind as you led the way— it was clear that he was surveying the area for trouble. Before you could even reach into the pocket of your skirt, Arthur placed a coin on the table in front of the innkeeper. The man gave you a key to your room, Arthur leading the way up the stairs. With each step closer to the room, a slew of nerves and desire washed over you. By time he finally got the door unlocked, you grabbed him by the collar, pulling him down to kiss you. Whether it was the shock or the need that got to him, you weren’t sure, but it was enough to cause him to holst you up, resting his hands under your thighs as your legs wrapped around his waist.

He stumbled back towards the bed, your figure settling in his lap as his kisses become hasty.

His hands danced along your sides, sliding from your waist to the outer edges of your legs, squeezing them gently as a low groan left his lips. Beneath you, his groin rushed with blood, hardening with each slight movement you gave.

Arthur breathlessly broke away from the kiss, his eyes half-lidded as he met his gaze with yours.

“You sure ‘bout this?”

“I’d be damned if I’m not.” You laughed, your hands resting on his shoulders.

Without another question about it, he kissed you once more. It was as if he had been starved— deprived from the touch of another.

His hands worked to undo the buttons of your blouse, pulling it open. It was a matter of seconds before he opened the front of your corset, pulling it off of your frame.

Arthur cupped your breast with his large hand, leaning down to kiss your neck tenderly. You felt as heat grew between your legs, a timid moan slipping out of you as he squeezed your breast. You were quick to undo the buttons of his shirt as he kissed down your shoulder. By time you had undone his shirt, he flipped the two of you over, your back now resting on the bed.

He slipped your skirt down, eager to take you in. Once he finally discarded your undergarments, he pulled away, admiring you stripped down before him.

“Jesus..” He grinned, taking in the sight.

“What? What is it?” You asked, sitting up slightly.

“Nothin’ at all, Miss.. Just haven’t had a look at a woman in a long time.. ‘Specially not one of your caliber..”

He leaned down, pushing your legs over his shoulders as one of his hands gripped your hip. “Look at that.. All a mess, just for me..”

Finally, he brought his lips to your heat, pressing a kiss against the mound just above your swollen clit. He swirled his tongue slowly around the bud, his free hand finding its way to your folds, slicking his fingers with your arousal. Your hips bucked forward with a whine, your hands grasping his hair in a clenched fist.

He hummed against your cunt, his fingers slowly pushing past your entrance. He thrust his fingers into you, a slur of moans leaving you as your back arched.

He kept a steady rhythm, his tongue working to please you just the same.

As he picked up the pace, you yearned for more— his fingers weren’t enough. You needed to feel him inside of you.

“A-Arthur.. I need you..”

He was so lost in the moment of pleasing you, that he couldn’t pull himself away. You pulled his hair back, forcing him to look up at you. “I need your cock.. C’mon, baby, I need it..” You begged.

It was clear he needed you just as bad when he sat up, undoing the belt of his pants, pulling his trousers off, his briefs tugged down with them. His length sprung out, hardened and engorged.

“I’ve got to warn you, Darlin’.. I’m not too gentle..”

Quite honestly, that was the least of your worries. You needed him any way you could get.

You leaned back against the bed, your legs spread for him as he settled himself between them. A low groan left his lips as he pushed his girth into your opening. He gripped your hips as he slowly pushed himself in farther. “Fuck..”

You gripped his biceps as he began to thrust into you, his hips rolling forward. Yet another moan escaped you as he grew faster in pace

“So tight.. and so goddamn wet.” He murmured, his speed increasing as his grip tightened on your sides. Just as you felt yourself getting lost in the pleasure, he slipped himself out of you, flipping your body over against the mattress

Without warning, he slammed himself into you, causing a loud yelp from you

Your hands gripped the sheets of the bed as his thrusts became relentless, his hands holding your hips.

“Such a good girl..”

The harsh thrusts of the man above you were enough to leave you speechless, nothing but small whimpers leaving your mouth.

Arthur reached up, his hand grabbing the bedpost to stable himself as he fucked into you. He took a handful of your hair, pushing you down into the pillows

“H-Harder…f-f..fuck..”

Sure enough, he listened.

As your hand reached down to circle your clit, he pounded into you harder and faster than ever before, his own moans edging you closer and closer to finishing.

A wave of pleasure shocked through your body, breathless moans leaving your lips as your legs began to shake

It wasn’t long before Arthur slipped himself out of you, his warm seed coating your lower back as a low moan erupted from him.

You laid below him, too fucked out and tired to move as you caught your breath. When he finally overcame his climax, he reached for his hankerchief, cleaning his essence from your skin.

“Goddamn, woman.. You’re somethin’ else..” He huffed, collapsing beside you. He pulled you close to him, his skin glistening with sweat.

“You weren’t wrong when you said you were rough..” A breathless laugh followed your statement as you leaned into his touch. Someone who had just been so vigorous was now so gentle, pulling you close to him and kissing your forehead gently.

You knew this wouldn’t last, but you’d give anything for just one moment longer.