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negansbackdoorwhore · 2 years

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Dangerous Game

This was a request from @sparkythefallen1

Warnings: blood, angst, romance, smut

Bounty hunting ain’t easy. But it wasn’t hard either, it was way better pay than any other job could offer. The only thing it cost was having a dead heart. No emotions were involved when it came to killing assholes for your clients. But this one in particular was a doozy. You had many people come to you about him, but it wasn’t the right price. Until a woman of interest came into the picture. She had no way of speaking but showed the offer that peaked your interest. Done.

The first steps was to figure out your target and to find out all the details. You knew from your client he was prideful, ruthless, rude, and a brute. So no mercy against the kill. Next thing, he wore a maroon coat with a black hat, along woth a handlebar mustache. Lastly, how to gain trust from him. Apparently the town you were heading to hated this man already. With the word of him killing a man and an old woman before everyone. So he will die without being missed. To keep a good cover up you went to be a bartender at the saloon.

A month’s time has passed and you knew Henry very well. He would regularly come in to drink himself stupid and talk business with his men. They were pigs but somehow his charm was growing on you. Especially the way he would flirt and call you “Princess”. His first impression wasn’t a good one however. Henry came in to see you and tried sweet talking to get into your pants. But you scoffed at him. Some nights he would flap his jaw about nonsense or in means to brag about himself. You did seem interested in him and he was most definitely pleased. But your attraction to him had to be hidden. Now he’s here again, walking in and looking all sexy.

“Evening Princess.”

“Mr. Delarue.”

You both talked for a moment and he was off with his men. You kept making beer after beer and saw how drunk they become. Especially Henry, he was swaying around and slurring his words. You couldn’t have him here like this, so you closed up. As everyone left, you made sure to get Henry to his bed safely. Upon arriving Henry tossed away his hat and coat onto the floor. While he became occupied with his boots you scanned carefully at his space. Wasn’t much of a housekeeper but not a man of possessions either.

“Princesssss.” You look at him face down in his pillow wearing a cute smile to see his dimples. You walked over and gently lowered your hand to ruffle his hair.

“I think you’re the only person who I actually trust. You’re special.” He muttered out before his eyes shut. You were in shock at what you heard. In a way it’s sad but it also made you frustrated. It was like your heart wanted to beat for him but your mind shut that down. This was an opportunity, in which you reached into your boot. As your blade was brought out you lingered it over his head. You cursed yourself because he should be dead now. In the past it wouldn’t have taken you so long but this was too obvious. You tucked it away and made your exit.

That was days ago and you were summoned to meet your client. She wasn’t too happy to see him still breathing. You then see she brought someone with her to communicate.

“This deal you had is going to expire soon. You are stalling on us.”

“Things are getting complicated. But give me more time.”

“One more week. But if you don’t kill him soon, I’ll do it myself but then kill you afterwards. Understood?”

You frowned at this sudden ultimatum but things needed to be taken care of. It was one thing to loose a job but your own life certainly wasn’t worth it. You decided to skip your bartending and got straight to the point. It was mid afternoon and you were hiding on a rooftop awaiting Henry.

He walked upon the street with his men following, that’s when your scope was lining up to shoot him. This would’ve been much better if he was alone but who cares. You then took a deep breath and took the shot. Once the sound of the bullet hit your ears, you realized that you didn’t hit him in his heart. It was just a few inches away. You saw him instantly fall and his men scrambled to find hiding. You cursed yourself as you left your gun and ran down to go help him.

You ran along the street to his blood painting the dirt. The sight of him made you feel pain that you’ve never felt before. You fell to your knees at his side and pressed your palm to his bullet wound. The blood flow was calming down with the pressure.

“Motherfucker!”

He swore out and went to sit up but couldn’t as the pain was too much. There tears in your eyes as you realized you just sealed your fate because you grew a heart for this bastard. Now was time for action, you hurried to help him stand. As soon as he gained balance you rushed him to the doctor. He wasn’t fatal but he kept swearing about his pain. The gut ate at the pit of your stomach. Especially the sight of him getting wrapped in bandages and how he started to look pale.

“You’ll need bed rest and someone to take care of you.”

“Fuck! Fine, I only want her to do it.” He nodded his head in your direction. You didn’t protest and listened carefully to the doctor’s instructions. He needed to have bandages changed at least twice a day and had to be in bed for a while. Henry hated the idea, you assured him it’s the best thing to do.

A week has passed and you were sure that your ex employer was after you. They had to know Henry was still alive. But you felt safe in a way since Henry had his men guarding the building twenty four seven. It added relief but you still needed to explain yourself. It has been nothing but taking care of him and hearing bitch about the pain. The pain you caused. So you decided to tell him after his bath that night. You were bring fresh linens to lie onto his bed when you heard him stepping out his tub.

“That you Princess?”

“Yes Henry.” You say across the room and hear his footsteps coming into your direction. He didn’t care for covering himself and you had to admit that he had a nice body under all those garments. When he came to sit you laid a towel in his spot before grabbing the bandgaes.

“The bleeding doesn’t look as bad as it was. But there’s still some none the less.”

“I see, hold still while I do this.” You stood before him and slowly began wrapping around his shoulder toward his diaphram.

“Been meaning to thank you Princess. You really came through for me and well you’re doing this bullshit.”

“It’s no problem.” You brush off his words and finish it up nicely before putting the material back into the kit you made.

“Henry. We need to talk.”

“Can it wait? I was hoping to get some sleep.”

“Please?” You say as see him lifting his covers and he sighs as he gets situated underneath. You took a deep breath as you brought yourself to the foot of his bed and sat down.

“I haven’t been honest with you for all this time that I’ve known.”

“How so?” You could feel his anger already brewing and he was looking at you made you tense. But he deserves to know who you really are.

“I was sent here to kill you. I had a mute woman wanting you dead, so for a good price I took the job.” You felt the bed shift and he was sitting up straight with a fire behind his eyes.

“It was really only a job that’s all. But getting to know you and seeing you, I fell in love. So when it was time to kill you I missed your heart and that’s why you’re here.”

There was a silence that filled the room and you were shaking at what could possibly happen.

“Be dressed and ready to skip town by sunrise.”

“What?”

“Just fucking do it.” He hissed and threw himself to lay back down. You were confused but did as he asked. So when morning came you had your couple bags and went to check on him. He was already dressed and insisted on leaving.

“Do you want me to change your bandages?”

“Not yet. Let’s get going, we have a long trip to make.”

He brushed past you and the nervous feeling had been building up into uour chest. There was a small carriage tied to a couple of horses and you saw him toss your belongings onto it. He motioned you to come over and you were being picked up to sit in the uncomfortable thing.

“We are going to New Orleans. And I’m taking you with me because we have unfinished business. My men will stay back for a bit so it’s just us two.”

You only nod in response but gasped when he roughly had a hold of your hands. Without wasting time he had tied your wrists up in some very uncomfortable rope.

“Hey!”

“Don’t you start, after what you told me I can’t trust your ass. So fucking deal with it.” He practically growled and shoved you to sit back down. You groaned at the impact but couldn’t blame him and this aggressive was making you feel more for him. Damn it, you were stuck. You watch him bid goodbye to his men and hopped onto the seat to give the horses the signal to move.

You sat still and endured the long ride ahead of you. Hours had passed and you were bored of your mind along with the rope beginning to leave marks along your skin. The ride was dragged on and occasionally he would stop to give the horses their water. He would also stretch out his legs but you were left, he had pity for a second and gave you a couple sips of his water. But it stopped there as he kept up the journey. That was until sun started to set and he warned you it was time to set up camp. You were left in the carriage to watch him building a fire along with laying out makeshift beds. You were surprised that he made a second one. But you knew you probably had to stay in restraints. Henry stood up and went untie your rope and you felt instant relief. Your hands ran over your red wrists.

“I’ll let you roam a bit, but first give me all your weapons.”

“I don’t have any on me.” He scoffed and you just frowned.

“I swear it! They’re all inside my bags.”

“Fine. Prove it, go on.” He held the pistol that rested on his holster and kept looking at you. Cautiously, you moved to your bags and slowly removed all things deadly. Your guns and a set of knives, it didn’t seem to please Henry.

“Empty your pockets and boots. Now.” He decided to pull his gun on you and aimed for the head. You weren’t shaken up by it but only complied. You shifted your pockets to make sure they turned inside out. Then moved to remove your boots and held them upside down to show there was nothing. He approved by putting away the firearm and moved to make a fire. You didn’t know what to do except sit on one of the blankets.

“You know, I could kill you right now.”

“Yes.” You say as you hugged your knees and looked at him while making a fire.

“So why not run?”

“I deserve to be dead, after all the bullshit I’ve done with my life. Along with hurting the person that means everything to me.” You felt as if your heart was breaking with how he looked at you. There was anger and you flinched as he got closer. He removed his hat and placed it near his bag while you felt anxious on his next move. Henry already made the fire as dusk was turning to night and the air was getting cool.

“Why did you fall for me?” You chose not to answer but that shit wasn’t going to slide with Henry.

“Answer me.” He said sternly while getting closer toward your body and just inches away from making physical contact with you.

“Because, at first I knew how everyone had hate for you. With your brute nature and your crude mouth. But when I started to see you and got to know more about you, it just made me feel things that I have been trying to keep tucked away. And when you said I was special that made me realize that I can’t keep repressing these emotions.”

Henry stared at your face to focus on your expressions and then you watched him leaning closer to you. Without thought your eyes shut and anticipated his touch, after a

minute of staying still your eyes opened to see him on his blanket. You felt flustered and just laid down against the hard ground while Henry giggled to himself. It became dark fast as you watch Henry poke at the fire. The sounds of crackling and the crickets started making you tired. But once your eyes shut, Henry woke you up.

“You think you deserve sleep Princess?”

“Guess not…” You sighed out as you began to sit up.

“I need some shut eye myself. Don’t wake me unless it’s an emergency.”

You nodded and watched him lay against his blanket with his hat rested along his face. For about an hour it was just the sounds of the night and Henry’s snoring that filled your ears. You stared at the stars for that time but then curiosity started to get to you. You gradually made your way to be next to him and did best to keep quiet. As you looked over him you felt your heart starting to beat faster. He was so damn gorgeous. Your hand a mind of it’s own as it went to touch his body. You barely grazed his jacket and felt a spark. You took it further and ran from his forearm toward his shoulder. Keeping up with your pace you ran your fingers to touch his chest.

“What are you fucking doing?” His voice made you freeze and he felt your fingers trembling.

“You gonna answer?”

“Nothing.” You attempt to retract your hand but he shot up and tightly held your wrist.

“It wasn’t nothing. You keep on lying and I’ll kill you.”

You should’ve been scared but this was making your heart race with excitement. To see his eyes go dark and how he was handling the situation. You’d do the same thing.

“I wanted to feel you.” You say and he looked confused before letting go of your hand. He went back to lay on the ground with his back facing you. With that you watched over him through the night until you started to doze off. Your eyes fell shut and you felt a nudge on your body.

“Wake up woman!” You were startled by the masculine voice and looked up to see Henry standing tall before you. Dawn was clear on how the dark of night was gone and the warmth of the sun hit your body.

“Shit! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to but-“

“Calm down Princess. Just get your shit together. I plan on having us in New Orleans by sunset.”

You stood up with wobbly legs as you were just waking up, Henry held your arm to help balance. The touch felt electrifying until he let go. You gathered everything to be put back into the carriage and awaited Henry to put on the ropes. He walked to you and watched you hold your wrists together, without hesitation he pulled out the used material. The same amount of tightness went around your wrists and he picked you up to place in the back. You just sighed as the sun started to bake you on the ride.

“We’re here Princess!” Henry announced as he hopped off the carriage seat and the horses stopped in front of a house well more like mansion. You knew Henry had money but not this much by a long shot. He left you to sit for a minute as he approached a man to talk about whatever he needed to. You stayed put and couldn’t wait for the ropes to come off. It felt like they broke your skin by now. You heard them laugh a bit before the gentleman left on horse, Henry made his way toward you and cut off your restraints. You hissed once the rope was released and saw how your skin would blister later on.

Night time was fast approaching and Henry had already brought in all the luggage along with making sure things were prepared for sleeping. You were drug along his side the whole time so he can keep his eyes on you.

“I reckon we need both could use a good bath, I’ll go first. You stay plant your ass down on that bed while I do my business. Don’t you fucking move from there.”

“Yes Henry.” You say and went to sit on his bed, and watched him leave the room. You sigh and sat in silence, wondering as to why he’s keeping you alive. You thought for sure he would’ve killed you during the night. So for now, you waited for his return. Not long he was back in the room and tossed you a towel along with pajamas.

“Go clean yourself up and bring yourself back in here.”

You went away to the bathroom and saw the tub filled with fresh water and how there was steam rising from it. You wanted to take your time but there was a sense to make things go fast since Henry was expecting you. Quickly washing away the filth and sweat from the past couple days, you exited the tub. The pajamas was a simply night gown and you slipped over your nude body before going back to his room. He was still naked as he stood by the window and sat on the edge of the bed. You assumed you were to accompany him and sat on the opposite end.

“You really love me? Like genuinely?”

“I do. I know what I did is unforgivable but if you have to kill me, then do it.” He looked over his shoulder to see your back facing him and your shoulders were tensing.

“No.” He said in a blunt tone and you looked back at him.

“Please just do it. I know you’re probably waiting on the right place or time.”

“I said no, or is your hearing that bad?” You flinched as the bed moved with his body weight. You anticipated some kind of touch when his presence was growing closer.

“Look at me. Now.”

Your head turned in his direction and he swepted his hair back. You the felt the rough pull of his hand on your arm to pull you toward the center. You felt scared as he had you pinned down while looking over you.

“Show me. Prove how fucking bad you want me.”

“I can touch you?”

“You better.” He smirked and you leaned up onto your elbows and pressed a shy kiss on his bottom lip. Henry let you continue with your light kissed before taking hold of your chin. He smashed your mouth’s together into a demanding kiss that completely dominated you. His tongue wanted access by having you open your lips for him. You moaned against his kiss and wanted more but he denied you. It was like he knew what he was doing and pushed himself to lean up onto his knees.

“That was just a taste. But before I give you anything, I want you to make up for the shit you put me through.“

You didn’t need further instructions and made way to touch him. Henry felt your fingers on his hips to pull him closer to your mouth. His cock already semi erect and you went hold the base before licking his tip. You looked up at him as you slipped him past your lips. The sight of you and how your mouth felt was making grow harder. You could feel it against your tongue.

His patience grew thin and started to thrust his hips forward to feel how his dick started to gag you. Still, you gladly excepted him fully and made him use you. His deep groans filled your ears along with how he was basically fucking your mouth had you feeling. It was turning you on already with how he was fully bare to you and it made you grow wetter to the point of feeling it go to your inner thighs. His fingers grabbed your hair to tug and made you look up at him.

“You’re a good cock sucker. But I wonder is that pussy as good as your mouth?” He pulled your hair roughly to bring his cock away from your lips. You gasped for air and he was already pushing you onto your back. His hand pinning your wrists above your head and the other shoving your gown up enough to have reveal your wet center. You shivered at how his rough touch was all over and the feeling of his hand pushing your thighs apart, it was giving you thrill. He looked pleased with how soaked you were and admired it for a moment.

“Oh shit. You are just dripping for me Princess.”

He guided his cock toward your body and you tensed at first contact with how his tip barely slipped inside. He groaned as your walls were squeezing him and leaned down to kiss your neck.

“Fucking relax.” He said against your skin as his hips started to move. You winced slightly at him opening you up and wanted to touch him but his firm grasp wasn’t budging. You whined at Henry’s cock filling you up and making you squirmed.

“What’s wrong? Thought you wanted this? Thought you’d do anything for me?”

“I-I do.” You gasped when he started to go harder and you bit your lip trying to keep yourself together.

“Yeah? Then you are going to fucking take me. All of me.” He moaned out and pushed your legs up to fully view you under him. He licked his lips at the sight of you all flushed and the sounds you released was making him crazy. You could feel overwhelming pleasure just by the sight of his body on top of you and his cock being inside you was enough to make you feel happy.

“Henry! I love you! I love you!” It spilled out your mouth over and over as you came closer to your release. He let out a deep moan that immediately went to your pussy at how good he sounded. He was getting close and his hands released your legs and placed them by your head to have you grab onto his body.

“Fucking shit! I’m coming.” He rasped out and you whimpered feeling his release inside of you. You squeezed his skin and he hovered over you as his unruley hair was sticking to his forehead from the sweat. His breath shaking as your legs were quivering. You saw stars for a moment and let out a noise when he pulled away from you.

“Shit. You are fucking gorgeous Princess. I’m going to keep you all for myself. You will be in charge of my men and keep me safe.” He leaned closer to kiss your lips for a quick moment.

“But don’t worry. I’ll protect you too, no one is going to cause you harm.” You faintly smile as he left your side to get on a pair of lounge pants. He quickly joined your side and smirked to himself as you were clinging onto his body.

“I love you.” You whispered and he justed kissed your head.

“I know.”

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londoncapsule · 5 months

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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN in THE SALVATION (2014) dir: Kristian Levring

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naughtyneganjdm · 4 months

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#Jeffrey Dean Morgan #Henry Delarue #The Salvation #Jacob Kanon #the postcard killings #Best in Bed #game

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jdmorganz · 2 years

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THE SALVATION (2014) dir. Kristian Levring

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cadavercowboy · 2 years

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𝙷𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚢 𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚎 (𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗)

✦ The Switch And The Spurs* (Reader Insert) — Henry returns to town to claim the body of his dead brother and deliver his widowed bride to her family. Things don’t go as smoothly as planned. — One-Shot

𝙻𝚝. 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚕 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚢 (𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚜)

✦ Winners And Losers* (Reader Insert) — If being an ex-Black Ops mercenary has taught you anything, it’s that you win some and you lose some. Colonel Clay could stand to learn that lesson, too. — Mini-Series

𝙽𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 (𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍)

✦ Cauterize* (Original Female Character) — Jo vs. The Apocalypse: What does it take to survive the end of the world? Can Jo navigate her way through hordes of flesh-hungry monsters while facing off against a bat-wielding lunatic and his band of not-so-merry men? — Series

✦ Head’s Up* (Reader Insert) — You take it upon yourself to get rid of Negan for the sake of your community, but you’re not entirely prepared for just how wicked and conniving he is. — One-Shot

✦ Kidnap An Angel (Lucille) — Negan wasn’t always such an asshole...not such a big one, anyway. — One-Shot

✦ Rebellion* (Reader Insert) — Stumbling into that trailer gave you a false sense of security until you realize you aren’t alone. — Mini-Series

✦ Redemption* (Reader Insert) — You never expected to see Negan again, but the apocalypse has a funny way of upending one’s plans. Your past has finally come calling and it’s bringing trouble with it. — Mini-Series

✦ Saint Is A Sinner Too* (Original Female Character) — Isabella Moretti is homeward bound to attend her estranged father’s funeral. When the presumed short trip meant for closure takes an unwelcome trek down memory lane, how will she deal with being plunged head-first into the life she’d long since left behind? — Series

✦ School’s Out (Original Female Character) — Bianca is a new teacher at the local highschool and Coach Negan seems to be the only person there willing to accept her as a friend. — One-Shot

✦ Unbreakable* (Michonne) — Michonne gets caught trying to hide supplies from the Saviors and when she fights back against Negan, things get out of hand. — One-Shot

✦ Wicked Games* (Reader Insert) — An unexpected game of pool with a leather-clad killer quickly lands you behind the 8-ball. — Series

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peachihellcat · 1 year

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Day 22 of Jeffrey art: Henry Delarue ✨

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syrma-sensei · 7 months

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Watched The Salvation yesterday.... and I was oddly turned on by the clanking of Delarue's boots and spurs. Is that normal? 🫠

#the salvation #jeffrey dean morgan #Jeffrey Dean Morgan characters #jdmorgan #jdm #jdm characters #Henry Delarue #mads mikkelsen #eva green #western #western movie

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somnia-skeyde · 1 year

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Gifs 500*281 - Jeffrey Dean Morgan Henry Delarue | The Salvation (2014)

#jeffrey dean morgan #jeffrey dean morgan edit #jeffrey dean morgan gifs #ressources rpg #gifs ressources #gifs #the salvation #the salvation gifs

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jdmslut-red · 3 years

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Anon Ask: Henry Delarue is waiting for the arrival of the captured man who managed to shoot and kill several of his men. One of his henchman then walks into the former Army Colonel's base, dragging a short, scrawny ten year old boy along by one arm next to him. "This was who killed your men Henry, it was him." The rest of Delarue's men looked shocked and somewhat amazed at the killer child. Kresten, Jons son timidly glanced over at Henry, the brother of his mothers murderer. "You killed my uncle Peter.”

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“Wait wait... you’re telling me a kid killed my men? A goddamn kid!? You’ve got to be kidding me!”

Henry rubbed his face in frustration, combing out his mustache with his thumb and index finger. What the hell was he supposed to do now? It was just a kid for fuck sakes. He couldn’t kill a child right? But if he didn’t punish the boy that would make him weak and he can’t have that. No this boy was no child. If he was strong enough to kill a man, he was strong enough to face the consequences.

Delarue walked to the young boy, signaling to his men to let him go. “You’re a tough kid ain’t you?” He kneeled to be at eye level with the boy. “We got ourselves a young killer.” He laughed along with his men. “What’s your name kid?”

“No answer? That’s ok. I would say I’m sorry about your uncle but he had it coming. You see it’s just business. But you... you young man you had to it make it personal didn’t you? Now...? Now I have to kill you.”

“Wait Henry...” His henchman hesitated. “He’s just a boy. It would be a waste of a bullet.”

The formal colonel stood, squaring up with his right hand man. “A waste? A waste!? Tell that to the men that lost their lives to this little shit!”

Henry sighed. “I don’t take pleasure in this. But I gotta set an example. Tie him up to the horses, drag him across Black Creek. Set an example out of him. Tie him up at the edge of town, so those folks can see what happens when you kill the fucking help. I’ll let the desert decide his fate. That way we don’t have to waste a bullet.” He smirked, lighting up a cigar.

His men nodded and quickly went on their way, dragging the young boy with them.

Henry walked back to his desk, taking off his hat and combing through his hair. Fleshes of young bodies in the battlefield flashed through his mind and he cringed. “It’s just fucking business.” He told himself, pouring himself a drink. “Bad fucking business.”

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crzcorgi · 5 years

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Henry Delarue ~ The Salvation (2014)

#henry delarue #the salvation #jeffrey dean morgan #jdm films #crzcorgi crz 4 jdm

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negansbackdoorwhore · 2 years

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Mrs. Delarue

Author’s Note: I don’t see enough Delarue content here and hope you like this fic, please let me know what you think and maybe I’ll do a part two, also the watermark is my twitter name 😅

Warnings: loss of virginity, smut, mild fluff, swearing

You swore under your breath as you were being taken to some stranger. No, correction your husband. Your fucking groom that your father betrothed you to in order to keep your home. Money was tight and things weren’t getting any easier, so when going into town there was this tall cowboy in a long maroon coat with a black hat. You merely got a glance and heard he was reigning terror throughout the neighboring towns. But that part felt irrelevant since your father was quick to put up his ‘pure daughter’ as payment. This felt degrading and how your mother adorned in you in a lavender colored dress and various pieces of jewelry to sweeten the deal.

You held your skirt into your growing sweaty palms thinking about how this was all happening so fast and the fact the situation was real. As those thoughts haunted you, you had arrived to your destination. You were led by the hand of your mother into an empty saloon with only your parents and your soon to be husband along with a couple of his men. He had his feet kicked up along the wooden table with a fresh cigar between his lips. You were presented before him as your parents sat down, the sound of his boots hitting the ground made you jump. You kept still when he made eye contact with you and had walked around to get a full three sixty view.

“She is a true beauty. You weren’t lying, that’s good.” He said in his deep voice. As he spoke you finally got a good look at him. He wore a handlebar mustache that adorned his very handsome face. He was bigger than you by nature with his frame and height, he definitely was older than you but who knows how he truly is.

“Deal is a deal. I promise you that your daughter is in good hands and your home will be untouched.” He reached to shake your father’s hand and there it was, you were sold to this man. There was just one last goodbye before being left in care of your new husband. You heard them leaving and let out a sigh as you were left in the saloon. That moment soon ended as you heard your husband’s footsteps growing closer.

“I can’t imagine what you’re thinking right now. But I promise to take care of you and be a good husband.”

“You swear you won’t burden our home?”

“On my dead brother’s life Princess.” He said and you were taken to his home on horse. You were placed on in front of your husband and you leaned your body against his chest as you were riding to your destination. His hands held onto the straps that led the horse and you felt safe in his hold. The horse hit a hole causing there to be a bump that you gasp and his arm held around your stomach securely.

“It’s okay darling, I’ve got you.” He said by your ear and you blushed at how warm he felt against you. You kept quiet as you arrived and he helped you down. Your husband led you inside and immediately to the bedroom.

“All the accommodations were made a few days ago. You have your own little dresser and things.”

“What’s your name?”

“Henry Delarue. I already know yours, Y/N. But now your name is Mrs. Delarue.” He said with a smile as his ran his fingers along your cheek. You felt his rough skin against you and began to remove his jacket. He stepped away and hung up his hat and jacket. You still stood in the room and saw him return.

“Tonight’s our honeymoon Princess. And I’ll be honest, ain’t never had someone as beautiful and pure as you before. But let’s start out slow.” He said followed with the southern accent he carried. You only nodded as he sat on the bed and the room lit with the low light of a candle.

“Stand in front of your husband and undress.” You wanted to walk away from this completely but still you were in front of him with your hand untying the ribbon from the back of your dress. Delarue’s eyes looked at you intensely as his fingers ran over his mustache. He groaned as he watched you slip the dress from your shoulders and reveal the corset beneath, his hands unbuttoned his vest to toss onto the floorboards. You felt your body starting to shake when the material pooled to your feet. You look at him in only in the corset and your ruffled panties.

You watched him bite his lip and while his hands went directly to removing his belt. You see him sliding off his trousers and you gently kick away your beautiful dress. His tanned skin shown to you with his dark body hair covering his chest and peeking above the lounge pants he wore underneath his pants.

“Darling, you have an even better body under that dress. Spin for me.” You did as told and heard him moan. You blushed as you completed the motion to see his hand grabbing the front of his underwear. He stood cautiously and held your arms to pull you onto the bed. You knees planted on the edge as your bottom rested on top of his thighs.

“Oh Princess, your husband is going to be so good to you.” He rasped out as his nose brushed on your neck and felt the facial hair tickling your skin. Your hands held onto his shoulders as his lips kissed your neck and reached to loosen the material hiding your chest. You whimpered as his lips lowered to your collar bone and started to unclamp the front of your corset to have it fall off. His hands shoved it away and heard it land on the floor. You shivered as the cold air hit your breasts but it didn’t last long as Henry’s body heat radiating onto you.

His eyes looked at you before rolling your nipple on his tongue, you moaned as the tip flicked your sensitive bud. His hand held your sides as he sucked your nipples. He groaned as your hips squirmed against him. Your fingers tugging his hair and pulled away from your body.

“Fuck. You are so beautiful.” He moved your body with ease to lay onto your back. His body weight shifted against the space between your thighs. Your anxiety slipped away from your hold and felt tears running down your cheeks.

“Princess, it is okay. Your husband will take good care of you. Don’t cry.” He hushed you as he kissed away the tears and brought his lips to your own. You felt him running over your skin and his kiss helping you relax. Henry gradually moved down your body with his stubble scratching your skin. His fingers tugging your underwear away from your body and instinctively your thighs squeezed shut. Henry giggled and did the same as he unbuttoned his own undergarments to be taken off. You felt more anxious when seeing the size of him. He was definitely packing it away. Your body leaned onto your elbows and he moved to kiss your lips again. This time he had more attention as he swept his tongue between your lips and massaged your breast in his hold. His lips descened down your chest once more before going lower to kiss your stomach. His body shielding your legs from going shut, your legs still attempted as they met his sides.

“Don’t do that Darling.”

He warned in a gentle but also firm tone. His eyes stares at your mound and licks his lips before lowering onto his knees. You yelped as he yanked you by your ankles to have your thighs resting on his shoulders. He smirked up at your flushed face and his cock twitched at the sight.

“This is will make you feel so good Princess.” You were going to protest but groaned as his tongue flicked against your bundle of nerves. Your head fell back on the bed and reached to hold onto his thick hair. His moans vibrating along you causing you to let out whine. Your body felt like it was on fire as he worked your womanhood with that talented mouth. Henry’s tongue moved to penetrate you and twirled deep within to fully taste your sweet nectar you carried. It made him feel like it was his addiction, the way he was drinking you made your hips grinded against him as he squeezed your thighs. After releasing his tongue he slowly licked up your slit to twirl around your clit. Feeling you were wet enough he moved his lips to kiss your body again and toward your nipples to see them fully erect. He felt his favorite thing was going to be that special space between your legs and your chest. They were so soft and had the perfect size to fit along his palms.

“Damn, you are mine. Got it?”

“Yes. My husband.” He smirked at your words and moved a hand to hold along his shaft to tap over your clit. You gasped at the stimulation saw him looking at the open space between you both. He did it a few times before coating himself in your arousal to be sure of your pleasure.

“This is going to hurt like a bitch. But it’s only temporary. Okay?”

You nodded and he made sure your hands held onto his skin before pressing into you. His teeth gritted as he felt your tightness. His tip hit your hymen and your nails dug into his skin at the discomfort. He bit his lip and kissed your neck as he brought force with his hips to take you. You let out a wince and the waterworks came back on, you felt all of him inside you and how his shaft was so firm inside you. He nibbled on your neck to keep himself from pounding you into the mattress and your fingers squeezed his skin tightly.

“Henry, please move.” He didn’t need anything else as he started to slowly thrust in your heat. He never felt something so tight and pleasurable. You felt weird at first with how your husband was moving inside you but he shifted your legs to situate by his hips causing a place to be hit. That spot made you moan and Henry noticed this by thrusting harder. The bed made a creaking sound with how hard he was hitting inside you and loved the sound of you crying out for him. His own groans filling the air as you were squeezing his cock.

“Henry! Henry, I feel good.”

“Yeah Darling. You feel good because of me, thank your husband for being so good.”

“Thank you. Thank you Henry.” Your hands held onto his neck as he growled above you. This wasn’t going to last long as a certain pressure was becoming so tight in your stomach.

“Darling. I need you to finish fast, your sweet body is about to make me finish too. So c’mon. Let me see you fall apart for me.” He breathed out as he gave a few more thrusts. Your body tensed as the pressure fully let loose to have you call out for your husband. You felt him pull away to release his seed onto your thighs and heard him groan out swears. You lay feeling weak and tried to restore your breathing as Henry lowered over you to kiss your lips. His fingers gently brushing away the strands of hair on your forehead and smiling at you.

“You were outstanding. You my dear are my precious jewel, I’m glad you’re mine. Just you wait. Your husband will treat you better than anyone else.”

“I believe that.” You say with a light laugh as you held his face in your hands. Maybe this won’t be so bad…

>>>Pt. 2

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londoncapsule · 4 years

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Once again, good fortune smiles down upon you, princess.

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naughtyneganjdm · 2 years

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Henry Delarue NSFW Alphabet

I’ve only watched this movie once, but I’m going to try to give this a shot for @murphslass -- considering the character, it gets a bit extreme under the cut. I apologize if this wasn’t what you are looking for, but from what I remember Henry was kind of a really bad guy lol. Remember, this is just my opinion. You may have a totally different opinion of him! And that’s okay.

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

Henry is not one to care too much about aftercare. After he’s had his way with you, he wants to hear how much it was something you wanted. How special it was with what he did. Other than that, you’re pretty much on your own. He would tell you how beautiful you are, but make it clear you’re also his.

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

Henry loves a woman’s body in general. If he sees something he likes, he takes it. But he does enjoy a nice set of breasts and thinks everything about himself is pretty damn special.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

To show loyalty to him, Henry likes a woman to swallow down his release. Henry also likes to mark what’s his. In more ways than one. Whether it’s coming inside of his lover or covering her body in his cum, Henry is obsessed with the idea of making it known that you belong to him.

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

Sometimes Henry can get a little rough with his play and he enjoys blood play. While he would like to say that he asks for consent first with being rough he doesn’t always do that.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Henry was always the kind of man that took what he wanted. That means he has slept with plenty of women. For the most part though Henry tends to care about his own pleasure, but when the mood hits he does get off at the idea of having a woman screaming his name.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

From Behind. Henry likes to be in control of everything and it’s the kind of position that gives him what he’s looking for.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Henry is not a goofy man. He may crack a joke here or them, but he takes his sex very seriously.

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

Henry does not feel the need to change the way he is because in his mind, he’s perfection.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

With sex, Henry tends to lack in the intimacy department. Hot, rough sex is more his thing. Being romantic doesn’t usually fit his personality.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

The closest thing Henry likes to jacking off would be puling out of his lover and jacking off on her bottom, back, chest, face...whatever he feels like doing at the moment in order to mark her. Why jack off when he can get sex anytime he wants?

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Blood play. Roughness. Choke play. Dom/Sub. Anything that is a bit extreme for his time, Henry is into.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Henry is the kind of person that would publicly like to take what is his and show it to the rest of the world. Taking a woman in front of his men would be something that would really get his rocks off.

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

The sweet bosom of a woman. Also, the ability of having power over someone. Having a powerplay between him and his lover turns Henry on incredibly.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Henry would never allow one of his men to be with his women. If someone even considered touching what was his, he would kill them on the spot.

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

There is no doubt that he prefers receiving. If his lover is lucky, Henry might consider taking his time with them, but he would rather watch a woman pleasuring him. Controlling her and varying between slow/fast motions.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Henry likes it rough. The only thing sensual about Henry is his words. The things he says during and after.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Henry will take anything he can get. Whenever he wants, he’s going to take it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

With his lifestyle, Henry doesn’t fear risk. He’ll do whatever, whenever.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

With how rough Henry is, sometimes it’s doesn’t last incredibly long. Especially since he is usually after that orgasm or the ability to feel powerful. That doesn’t mean he couldn’t last longer to draw things out though. If it fit the moment and the situation Henry is perfectly capable of lasting long amounts of time.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Considering some of his kinks, Henry wouldn’t have a problem with bringing handcuffs or a knife into play. As long as it is the woman that is submissive to him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Henry can be a very greedy man, but if he’s out to make a woman suffer, he will bring her right to the edge and then make sure that she never gets that orgasm she is chasing.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

The louder the better for Henry. He wants people to know what is his.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

The idea of being with multiple woman at once is definitely something that he likes. Being pampered on by a few woman at once would stroke his ego greatly and he would love to be in that kind of scenario.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Henry is about average sized, but incredibly thick.

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

Henry has always taken what he wants. So yes, he has an incredibly high sex drive that he needs to get a release as much as possible.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Henry is a sleeper. He will talk a bit afterwards, but he definitely is not one to pamper his lover all night. With his confidence and arrogance, he’s not worried about anything after sex.

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