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Charles Smith SFW And NSFW Headcanons (Requested by SH1G30NK0K0 and Charles Simp)

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Got some fresh hot Charles headcanons for you guys to enjoy! Next up are some Sean headcanons so Sean Simps will get to eat soon.

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SFW

-He's such a kind and caring partner. Always checking in on you and making sure you're okay. And willing to go and get you something if you need it, wether it be food or a blanket cause it's a little chilly

-He's so big and warm he's perfect for cuddles. He seems like someone who isn't a fan of affection and PDA but he secretly loves it. Being able to hold you and be all wrapped up around you fuels him. But he's a respectful man and knows to back off if you're not an affection person or just need some space

-Takes you on hunting trips just to be able to spend some alone time with you. He'll plan a whole day around it. Taking you out with him to a secluded area and spending qualitly time together

-I'd say his love languages are quality time and physical affection. Charles isn't a man of many words, so spending time together in silence means a lot more to him and he shows. I can also see him as an acts of service type of guy to, so pick the ones you most prefer here

-If anyone ever gives you problems, he's there ready to throw hands if necessary. You've seen how eager he is to get into bar fights, or how effortlessly he throws Micah around. Man's got strength to him. Built like a God even. So he makes great protection when it comes to danger or just standing up for you

-Dreams of the day where you two can leave the gang and start a life of your own. He's already picturing the house he'd build himself and the little ones you'd two have running around. He's a simple man who doesn't ask for much. Just wants to be able to love you and to be loved back

-Loves people are are strong and independent, but doesn't mind someone who is a little on the dependent and meak side. He lives for seeing you standing up for yourself and getting into brawls, it gets him going

NSFW

-This man is BIG and packing heat. He'll leave you sore for days if not careful with you

-Charles is a rather vanilia guy, hasn't explored much kink wise. I'd say his top three kinks are size difference, breeding, and cock warming. Dare I say an honorary kink of his is seeing you fight

-Allow me to explain myself of the fighting one. Charles loves a strong and capable partner. One that doesn't need no man in their life to protect them from scum. So if he catches you getting into a scuffle like a bar fight, not only is he joining but he is pulling you away after and plowing your brains out. He loves a strong partner and loves seeing how well you go with beating a man. It just gets him going, man

-Those hunting trips I mentioned earlier, yeah, you know what's happening during those trips. Charles prefers taking you to town and getting a room, or the solitude of a hunting trip to have a little bit of fun with you

-I feel like he's a sucker for some thighs. The thicker the better. He just wants to be smothered in some thighs, man. And by extension, I guess I could see him being sort of an ass man

-Sit on his face! Smother this man with your existence. He loves it. If you're AFAB, he could eat you out for hours. Charles enjoys going down on his partners (regardless of gender) but he enjoys face sitting the most. What can I say? Charles is a simple man with simple needs

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anyone thirsty?

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Had a dream last night about there being Sinclaire x reader content, and now my brain yearns for it.

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Bite

content : Dutch VDL, fem!reader, platter play, cann!balism mentions, cunnilingus, piv, 18+, MDNI

author's note : very very seldom do i write Dutch one shots because I quite frankly find Dutch repulsive *but* this one has been simmering in my wips for a while and I thought it was time to show her off to the world x this was definitely inspired by the fan theories that Dutch is a cannibal 💀 so i thought id have a try writing intk such carnal desires. i hope you guys enjoy x

You lay motionless on the long dining table, bare skin kissed by flickering candlelight. Dutch had positioned you exactly how he wanted—limbs stretched, glistening with oil and honey, adorned with fruit and herbs like some sacrificial offering. A silk ribbon wrapped around your neck, more for the illusion than restraint.

He watched you from the doorway, licking his bottom lip like a man starving.

“Goddamn,” he breathed. “You look... exquisite.”

He circled the table slowly, eyes devouring every inch. The glint in them wasn’t just lust. It was hunger. Deep and primal.

“You know what you are to me, don't you?” His voice was low, reverent. “You’re not just a woman tonight. You're a meal. My fantasy made flesh.”

He leaned in, lips brushing your ankle, then your calf, dragging up toward your thigh with an unhurried purpose.

“You’re not meant to walk out of this room,” he whispered. “You’re meant to be devoured.”

He pressed a kiss just above your knee, then another higher still. His beard scratched, his mouth burned. When he reached the inside of your thigh, he bit—not hard, but firm enough to make you gasp.

“Don’t squirm,” he warned, eyes flashing. “You’re on display.”

His tongue moved slowly over your skin, tasting the honey, the oil, the salt of your arousal. Every breath you took was shallow, your body straining to stay still as he made a slow descent into madness.

Dutch reached your center and paused, inhaling like a man savoring the scent of a roast.

“Perfect,” he growled. “So warm. So wet. Sweet as sin.”

And then his mouth was on you, hungry and unrelenting. He licked and sucked like he meant to consume you, like he didn’t just want to please you—he wanted to claim you, erase every trace of the woman you were until there was nothing left but his.

Your hips bucked against his face, and he gripped them hard, forcing you still.

“You’re mine,” he said, voice thick. “Every bite, every inch.”

When you came, he moaned against you, licking you through it like he was savoring his favorite course. Then he stood, undoing his pants with shaking fingers, eyes never leaving your body.

“You think I’m done?” he said. “I haven’t even had the main course.”

He thrust into you with a force that rocked the table, one hand on your throat, the other holding your leg wide open. His eyes were wild now, pupils blown, teeth bared in something between a grin and a snarl.

“You’re food,” he growled, fucking you hard. “Say it.”

“I’m food,” you gasped, the words tumbling from your lips like a prayer.

“Louder.”

“I’m your food.”

He groaned deep in his chest, hips slamming into yours with frantic need. You felt consumed, dominated, utterly undone.

When he finished, he collapsed over you, breath hot against your neck, hand stroking your ribs like he was counting them.

“Don’t ever let anyone feed me again,” he said, pressing a final kiss to your lips. “You’re all I’ll ever need.”

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Teasing The O'Driscoll Boy (Requested by Cl0wni3)

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Finally finished this! I kept getting distracted and busy with life so this took longer to write than intended. I'm so sorry it took me so long.

I hope to improve my writing, so please request stuff! I know my writing isn't the greatest, but it'll get better over time.

Now, onto my other request, Sean and Charles fans will be pleasantly happy with these next requests.

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They had finally allowed the O'Driscoll boy free. Deeming him fit to wander and help around the camp. Though it didn't stop anyone from teasing and tormenting the poor boy.

You had taken a particular interest in Kieran. He seemed like such a kind soul. So sweet yet so easy to fluster. It was always such a sight to see how flustered he could get.

Currently, Kieran was tending to the horses, brushing their manes and feeding them sweet treats. He looked so peaceful and calm for once.

Walking up to him, you gently put your hand on his shoulder. It makes the paranoid Kieran jump, not expecting anyone to bother him, let alone touch him. Turning around, he was relieved to see it was just you. You were always so sweet to him and treated him like a human.

"Oh, hey. Do you need something?" He asks rather timidly. Happy to help you if you need something, yet still stuck in that shy shell of his.

"Mmh, nothing. Just wanted to see how you're doing." You say, gently brushing his hair away from his face. Kieran was quick to blush. Looking away as he felt your fingers run across his cheek. "Maybe even spend some time with you."

"O-oh, well, sure. I'd like that very much" He says, excited at the thought of spending time with you. Kieran had always adored you but was too shy to pursue. You go amd grab his hand, feeling the slight rough texture if his palm and fingers. Leading him away from the horses and camp, you pull Kieran away to somewhere more private. He's quick to notice that you're leading him in the woods away from prying eyes. It makes him anxious at first due to not knowing what you had planned for him.

"Don't you worry your pretty little head now, I won't let anything bad happen to you." You teased him. It calms him down a bit but the anxiety was still there.

Once away from the chaos of camp, you sit down against a tree, pulling Kieran down to follow suite. He keeps a distance away from you, his hand still holding yours. He looks down at the ground, unsure of what to do or say. He doesn't want to ruin the moment or scare you off.

"Kieran," you gently cooed at him urging him to look at you. Once he finally locks eyes with you, you go in for the kill. Pressing your lips against his in a soft kiss. It surprises Kieran at first, unsure of what to do. But he eventually kisses back, enjoying how soft your lips are against his chapped ones.

You break away from the kiss after a bit, opting to leave a trail of kisses along his jaw and down his neck. The action surprises him but he allows it, enjoying the way your lips feel on his skin. It gets him excited. He can feel how his cock starts to harden slightly just from such a simple thing.

"M-miss, what are you doing?" He asks timidly, scared that if he's just a little too loud he'll scare you away.

You nipped at his neck, making him gasp. "Oh nothing." You nip at his neck again, aiming to leave a beautiful mark on his pale skin. "Don't you worry your little head, honey."

Sitting by Kieran was becoming not enough, so you moved away from his neck and proceeded to climb on his lap, feeling his growing hard on. It makes you chuckle as you go back to kissing him. He's so obedient and kissed back.

As Kieran was getting into it, you pulled away and stood up. Smirking down at him before saying, "As much as I'd like to continue, Grimshaw will kill me if I don't get back to work. Maybe we'll continue this another time?" And just like that, you were gone, leaving behind poor and needy Kieran.

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Arthur Morgan Relationship Headcanons

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Found this in my drafts and figured I'd post them. I promise I'll post my Kieran fic next. I'm def ain't stalling

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-My God, he's such an ideal boyfriend. This man thinks he doesn't get bitches but it's a lie! He gets ALL THE BITCHES!

-Is the type to leave flowers and gifts by your bedside. Perhaps even little love letters or drawings too. Is definitely the type to draw you when you're asleep but won't say or show cause he thinks his art isn't good

-Looks like he could kill you but is a big, soft teddy bear on the inside. I wanna climb this man like a tree

-Such a romantic even if he doesn't mean to be. Definitely an affectionate partner it's adorable. He loves being able to sit by you while you both do your own thing while occasionally stealing kisses from each other

-Overprotective. Doesn't trust certain members of the camp (Micah) so he tries to always be in your presence and keep an eye on you. While he is overprotective, Arthur isn't one to resort to fights when confronting the offender who thinks they can steal you from him

-A great person to go to when you need someone to vent to. While Arthur doesn't have much to say at times, he'll gladly let you vent out all your frustrations. He loves being able to hear your voice. It's like talking to an angel to him

-Snuggles galore. Loves being snuggles up with you, soaking up your love and attention. It fuels him to keep going. Though, Arthur isn't one to ask for some cuddles. He's too shy to ask and that's okay

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Bill Williamson Headcanons (SFW and NSFW)

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Guess who's back with the brand new track? That's right: ME! :D

Was gonna post this earlier, but I wanted to wait til AO3 was back up, so I could post there, too.

I have a Kieran fic coming up,so be on the lookout for that. It's a little spicy, but definitely a fun story to write.

And I'm kinda at a point where I'll write for any RDR character (male or female). I had been wanting to write something Bill related for a while. Man makes me FERAL.

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SFW:

-The biggest teddy bear ever, literally. He's someone who looks intimidating but is actually a big softie and I live for it. He's also someone who just wants to be loved as well. Constantly getting picked on by the other camp members. Bill just wants someone who will love and be kind to him

-He's a simple man. He likes to sit by the fire and drink. He'd love it if you sat on his lap so he can be all cuddled up to you. He tries to ignore what Sean or Javier might say, calling him a softie and such, but having you there helps him feel safe and secured

-Loves a good cuddle session. Bill is a physically needy person, wanting to have you by his side at all times. Always having at least one hand on you so he knows that you're real and there. A simple hand on the small of your back or holding hands. It makes him happy to be able to feel you there. And also he's so big and comfy? Perfect for cuddles

-If he catches you caring for Brown Jack, it makes him love you even more. Brown Jack means the world to Bill, being spoiled rotten and cared for on the daily, so to see you tending to his horse makes him happy. It's his two favorite beings getting along. He makes a note to take you on a ride with Brown Jack sometime

-Will do anything you ask. Want some help on chores? Bill will try his best to help. Wanna go out and do some robbing? He's going so he can make sure you're safe and unharmed. Hell, you could probably convince him to do all your chores for you without much of a fuss. Will Bill do said chores well? Probably not. But it's the thought that counts, right?

NSFW:

-Looks like a top but is a bottom. Bill tries to be the dominant one but is so easy to overpower. He can't help himself when he's on bottom. Becoming such a needy mess, begging for more

-I know there's a debate on if he's gay or not but I personally see him as bi with a preference for men. He clearly had a thing for Kieran and there's another thing where he asks if Arthur thinks if one of the girls (Karen I think) is sweet on him. So clearly he is definitely one of the few LGBT+ members of the camp. He does get teased for it but it's harmless teasing. No one is bothered by Bill being bi cause some of them know that they have no room to speak

-Definitely in the top three for most well endowed (along with Arthur and Charles). Homie's got the length and girth to make you feel good. Sometimes, he can be a bit much, but with some extra lube and you take your time, it'll be worth it

-Top three kinks: Shibari, frotting, and anal. Allow me to elaborate for you gorgeous people.

-Shibari: I'd like to think that Bill is really good with rope. Like it's a secret talent of his that no one (except for you) knows about. He likes to practice on you when you two have the free time for it. Tying the ropes in simple yet beautiful designs. He also loves how the ropes hug your figure so nicely

-Frotting: This is for all my AMAB readers. Bill loves being able to rub his cock up against yours. Feeling how hot and hard you are against him riles him up. If you're smaller than him, he's calling you adorable and spoiling you. If you're bigger than him, he'll do anything you want. Either way, he's going down on you and making a mess. But frotting is his most favorite thing to do. Being able the rub your cocks together and getting cum everywhere

-Anal: While vaginal sex is nice and all, Bill finds a preference for anal. He's fine with anal on you or him. So by extension, this man loves being pegged if he's with a woman. I feel like Bill likes it cause it's such a "forbidden" area, such a taboo. It's also, in a way, a trust thing as well. Trusting him enough to let him partake in the "other hole". I feel like I'm gettin weird with this now, I'll stop

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bill with a new widow brand new to the brothel, he’s her first client and she’s so scared she cries but he makes it better…and decides to keep her

OR

Dutch rewarding Arthur for being a good boy for him

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mhhggg i unfortunately need that big burly man in my life.

I'm going with the first prompt but I'll likely write the second one too at some point, keep your eyes open

cw: brief mention of spouses death, prostitution out of desperation, brief manhandling, (somewhat) gentle sex, size difference, riding, creampie, quick ending, afab!fem!reader

its been almost half a year since your husband had died. he died in a shootout he started, the fool he was. left you with little money, you've been trying to do odd jobs to try and scrape by, none one would employ you. you even resigned to living in the local motel after selling your home, but it just.. never was enough. 'lucky' for you the owner of the saloon made you an offer a few days ago: work along the other ladies. the offer.. shocked you. you're not like that, you couldn't do that - but the empty little wooden box that you kept your money in said differently.

so there you are. the fine black skirt you got a while back and a cheap corset that makes yout tits almost spill out, a fan in your hand that you're using to try (and fail) to hide them. it's a full evening at the saloon, your first night, the other girls have been warning and giving you advice, so much that it just left you more unsure and confused than you already were. you almost want to back out - but it's too late when a chubby, bearded man approaches you with a smirk on his face.

you quickly hide your face behind the little fan, trying to cool down a bit. you look away, pretending not to notice him approaching you, until he clears his throat. "evenin' little miss." he murmurs lowly, his breath smelling like whiskey, even if he doesn't seem that drunk. you glance up, face still hidden behind your fan as you press your back further into the column you're leaning against. "never seen you around here. you new here?" he leans his arm agaisnt the wood above you, towering over you and caging you in. for a moment you hold your breath, trying to find your voice, but the bartender speaks up before you can.

"that's right, she's new here. one of our.. working girls." he winks, chuckling, Bill chuckles along.

"that so?" he leans in even closer, you gulp audibly. "let's take you for a ride 'n see if you're good at what you do, huh? what d'you say?" you hesitate briefly - but the thought of the lack of money pushes you to go ahead. you nod, holding out a shaky hand.

"follow me." you say quietly, leading him up the stairs into one of the empty rooms, opening the door and slipping in. it's dimly lit by the fireplace, it has a big bed and a dresser inside. he closes the door behind you, then turns to you, putting his hands on your hips and pulling your back against his chest, chuckling into your ear before gently biting it. you gasp loudly, more startled than anything, tensing up slightly. he hesitates briefly but dives right back in, kissing your neck with his chapped lips, almost like he's trying to eat you up, take a bite out of you. you let him, putting your hands onto his and digging your fingers into his skin slightly.

he smirks, thinking he's already got you hooked on him, chuckling against your skin and slowly manoeuvring you to the bed. he pushes you down onto it face first, before you can react he's got your skirt hiked up to your hips, exposing your white underwear. big hands grip your asscheeks through the thin fabric, squeezing them hard enough to make you wince. he pauses for a second again, giving your cheeks another, harder squeeze. you wince a little louder but don't pull away; in fact you don't move at all, just pressing your face into the thin blanket slightly. he hooks his fingers into the hem of your underwear, pulling it down to your knees expose your bare ass. the sight makes him groan as he puts his hands back on your cheeks, spreading them slighty to get a good look at your pucker. "aw fu-"

he cuts himself off as he sees your shoulders twitch. freezes for a moment, blinking down at you with slight confusion. he sees your shoulders twitch again, followed by a quiet, muffled sob that makes his heart soften. he furrows his brows, his hands letting go of your ass, instead putting one hand onto your shoulder. "hey.. what the hell's the matter with you, huh?" he asks, his tone gruff but considerably softer than it usually is. startled that he noticed you tense up, pressing your face harder into the blanket, but he groans softly. "no, no. none of that." he grips your shoulder tighter and turns you onto your back, you try to hide your face behind your hands; he groans in slight annoyance. "I said none of that.." he growls, the harsh tone making you cry a little harder, he sighs softly. "aw shit.. I'm sorry.." he rubs his face, taking a deep breath to keep himself calm, he doesn't wanna startle you any more than he already did apparently.

instead, he sits down, pulling you up to sit next to him and putting an arm around your shoulders. "there there.. c'mon, tell me whats wrong. why you crying, hm? did i scare you that much?" he chuckles dryly, trying to lighten the mood a little.

"i- I'm so sorry -" you sob softly, shaking your head as you try to wipe the tears off your cheeks hastily.

"nono, don't be sorry. tell me why you're crying." his tone leaves no room for arguing while still maintaining the gentleness.

"I'm n-new to all of this-" you hiccup. "you're my first costumer, I-" he cuts you off.

"I'm your first?!" his eyes widen, he pulls you in a bit closer when you flinch, hoping to soothe you. "jesus christ, your first night and I'm the one to get his grubby fingers on you.." he mutters, his tone self depreciating. "you don't have to do this. don't worry. I'll leave." but you shake your head.

"n-no i- I have to.. I can't afford not to- please, dont leave!" your tone is desperate. "I'm gonna have to sooner or later, just.. just keep going. I'll stop crying, I promise." his heart almost breaks a bit at your words. he knows you're right, if you're that desperate for the money you'll keep doing this, you'll have to let a man get his hands on you, some time. so why not let him do it? instead of some asshole who doesn't take his time and at least tries to be gentle, like he will. he's not a gentle, soft man by any means, but maybe he'll be able to soften up just enough to make sure you won't be scarred by him.

he takes a deep breath and nods. "okay. cmon, take a deep breath, alright?" he mutters, squeezing you against his side gently. you try and listen to him, your breath shaky. "I ain't gonna hurt ya, alright? I'm gonna be real gentle and careful with ya, we'll do it at your pace, alright?" you look up at him with big eyes, a few stray tears still running down your cheeks.

"r-really?" you ask quietly, he nods.

"yea, really." he sighs, putting his hat on the bedside table before he leans back slightly. "that alright with you?" you sniffle and nod, wiping your tears again. he sighs, pulling you in and dipping his head down to your neck again, placing softer kisses. you gasp softly, tensing up, but he sighs. "just relax. put your head back, i aint gonna hurt you." you try to relax as he starts kissing and nipping again, the hand that was over your shoulder now snaking down your back to open your corset. when you gasp in shock and grasp the top of it, he lets off again with a sigh. "Christ's sake, woman. you're that shy? nervous? scared? what is it?" his tone soft, despite the frustration bubbling up. you sniff.

"sorry- I'm-" he sighs and let's his head droop.

"sorry, sorry. didn't wanna snap at you." he grumbles, taking a deep breath. Bill thinks for a moment, trying to think of something to make you feel any better, any more comfy. after a moment he lights up. "hold on.." he mumbles, getting up; starting to take his own clothes off. he strips down as you watch with big eyes and hot cheeks, getting chubbed up at the sight of you like that. he smirks, standing in front of you naked and proud, a cheeky grin on his face. "ain't ever seen a man this handsome, eh?" he chuckles. "or as hairy." he steps closer again, cupping your jaw. "cmon, take that corset off. bet it's mighty uncomfortable, huh?" you hesitate briefly, but slide it off, discarding it on the side of the bed.

his eyes rake over your body, your tits, his breath hitching. he's seen plenty of women's chests, but yours are truly some of the most gorgeous he's ever seen - from the size, to the way they fall, to the pebbling nipples, they're perfect. and while he doesn't say it you can see it, his cock hardening fully almost instantly. "goof fuckin' lord, look at you." he groans softly, his hand adjusting himself slightly, you can't help but give him a flustered smile - that makes him grin even more. "look at that, that's what I wanna see." he grins, stepping closer again to lean down and push you onto the bed, but stops as you resist slightly, the smile vanishing from your face. he freezes. "don't like being manhandled, do you?" you hesitate - it's not that you hate it, but you definitely don't want it right now. you open your mouth to apologise but he waves it off immediately. "how about.." he pauses for a moment, then crawls in bed next to you, laying down on his back. you watch curiously, tilting your head.

"c'mere girl. how about you show me how well you ride, huh?" he winks, you freeze. it gives you the control that you want - that you need to feel okay right now, and somehow he knows it. you take a breath and nod softly, kicking off your underwear fully - followed by your skirt. he licks his lips as you crawl above him, thighs on each side of his hips, pussy exposed to him as you mentally prepare yourself. "God damn, that's one gorgeous pussy." he says, unable to hold it back, secretly enjoying the embarrassed look you give him.

"t-thanks-"

"let's see if she can swallow my cock, huh? think she'll make it fit?" he winks, your face gets hot again. you gulp softly before you nod, positioning yourself against his tip, gasping when you feel the thick head part your lips slightly. Bills hands grip your hips, slowly, gently guiding you downwards, groaning as he feels your tight heat around his thick cock. "jesus christ.." he pants, head thrown back. "that's fucking good.." you can't help but let a soft moan escape your lips too, the stretch just enough to still feel good despite the mild pain.

"oh god.." you mutter, hands finding purchase on his belly, fingers digging into the fat slightly. he sees you tremble, thumbs caressing your skin to soothe you.

"there, there.. take your ti-" he gets cut off as you start moving on your own accord, a loud grunt escaping him, making his face flush. "fuck-!" he grunts, fingers digging into your hips harder as you ride him - it's not especially hard or fast, just unexpected, and hell, it feels good. he looks up at you, watching your tits bounce, face scrunched up in actual pleasure, not in fear or with tears like before, and fuck its hot.

"shit.. that's a good girl.. keep riding.." he mutters behind gritted teeth, fingers tightening more and more with the effort of not thrusting up into you - which doesn't hold all that long, just until you throw your head back and whine qs you speed up. his eyebrows furrow, hips starting to snap up against yours. the room is filled with the sound of skin smacking against skin, wet squelching and your combined moans and grunts, the bed creaking slightly.

its mere minutes before you feel yourself get close, it's been months since you've slept with someone, even before your husbands passing. you're desperate, needy, easy even - but so is he. Bill hasn't had anything but his own damn hand for two weeks straight - and a man with his sex drive needs more. way more. if he could he'd fuck you for hours, have you ride him until your legs give out - the image of you collapsing onto him only making his balls tighter, the fact that youre tensing up isnt helping; and neither is that you're speeding up, chasing your own high.

"oh god- I'm-" he grunts, gripping you tighter.

"do it. do it." his teeth are gritted, jaw clenched, his breathing heavy with effort - and you listen so well, cumming just moments after he told you to. Bill chuckles as he watches you ride out your high, only to start thrusting up into you harder once you calm down. you squeal, face scrunching up as he takes his turn, cunt clenching around him. "so fucking tight.. good girl, aren't you?" his voice shakes almost as much as you do - you sack down onto his chest, whimpering from his thrusts. his eyes widen, body tensing as he cums inside you. he wraps his arms around you tightly in a bear hug, thrusting until he's sure he's gotten every single drop out of his balls and inside you - only then he slows down until he eventually stops.

both of you lie there, breathing heavily, you relax against him slowly. "you okay?" he asks quietly, even surprising himself with the care he's showing. you nod, he sighs in relief. "that's good.. good girl.."

there's no way he's going back to camp without you.

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Reblog if you’re grateful for your commenters <3

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it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

it may take me a month to put out a chapter but at least im not using ai to write it.

IT MAY TAKE ME A MONTH TO PUT OUT A CHAPTER BUT AT LEAST IM NOT USING AI TO WRITE IT

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Question- would you do any matchups for GTA? No one does them anymore!

To be honest, I have thought about doing match-ups. Not just for GTA but for all the fandoms I write/have wrote for.

Maybe if enough people are interested, I'll do it. I'll have to make a poll and see if that's what the people want.

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Jason Voorhees - Born June 13, 1946 - Friday The 13th (1980)

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havent actually watched all the movies but my bf likes them so 👍

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Postal 2 Redux here I come bay-BEE

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happy waddle dee wednesday! bandana dee has a snack for you!

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what a week!

srry for no art life is good but it also kicks my ass

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Me when I pray or something idk