#Charles Smith x male reader

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poly top male reader and ftm charthur thing

mdni sub top reader with male pronouns. this is honestly kind of short but mostly proofread. unprotected sex also. and written with mid to high honor arthur in mind

arthur’s rough hands rest on your chest as he rolls his hips, his eyes, glossed over with desire, never stray from the sight of you. charles watches from somewhere in the room, and if you could stop your eyes from fluttering closed every two seconds you’d look over to see where he was and what it was he was doing. 

“look at you.. been all pent up, haven’t you, boy?” a flick of arthur’s hips has your eyes snapping open, his blue ones meeting yours. “good thing he’s got us.. ain’t that right?” his voice low and gruff in your ear would have had you buckling if he wasn’t keeping you held flat against the bed. the way he’s looking down at you almost makes you feel like prey. every movement and sound you make, he’s like a hawk as he studies you. your cock twitches where it’s buried deep inside him so, of course, it doesn’t go unnoticed. you don’t hear it when charles says something in return, although whatever he said must have not been directed at you because arthur nods his head and responds instead with a hum, and with a sharp exhale suddenly he’s sitting up straight, his hands now behind him and settled loosely on your thighs. 

he gives you a chance to catch your breath and he smiles something devilish when your eyes focus on him. he tilts his head, causing loose strands of hair to fall forward. he hasn’t cut his hair in a while, and though it’s nowhere near as long as charles’ you still have to fight the urge to gather it in your hands. you couldn’t anyway, even if you wanted to. with arthur now riding you like he’s trying to break you and charles still patiently awaiting his own turn, you're struggling to even think straight, let alone work up the energy to do more than just move your hips in a sloppy rhythm against arthur’s. he hasn’t cum yet, surprisingly. he’d barely let you get your mouth on him properly before he had practically thrown you onto your back and straddled you, only slowing down so that he could make sure charles had a good view. it’s always like this when charles is in the picture. alone with you he’d normally be so bashful, acting like he doesn’t know what he’s doing, but the second charles steps foot to join the party it’s like a switch is flipped and sweet, shy arthur becomes what he is now, a man who just wants to wreck you. whether it’s out of his own desire or if he’s doing it for charles, you haven’t found the time to ask.

“you still here?” arthur’s voice cuts through your thoughts. his hand patting your cheek to grab your attention feels hot on your face. he’s bouncing in your lap, though his pace has seemed to have slowed down. you nod, and you notice now that charles is sitting beside you on the bed. he looks down at you and in his hand is your own that has long since slipped from arthur’s hips. he massages it, treading his fingers across your palm and wrist carefully. “think you can handle a little bit more?” he says, his voice strong but gentle. he brings your hand to his lips to kiss it when you mumble a faint yes in response. arthur’s cunt flutters around your cock, making you groan. it's been what feels like hours. you’ve been close to orgasm a few times now, yet arthur somehow always manages to keep you from going over the edge, only letting you get a small taste of it before he’s either lifting himself off your weeping cock or kissing you so hard you forget what was even happening—he’s always been so good at that, much to your chagrin.

“just breathe—you’re doing so well. once arthur’s done i’ll take care of you, alright?” they give each other a shared look, one that you can’t quite read at the moment. he accentuates his point with a kiss on your head and the affection makes your eyes teary. arthur’s back in the position he was before, using you as balance to strategically bounce himself onto your cock. charles has to graciously hold you down to keep you from squirming, his praise falling on deaf ears as you attempt to keep yourself from spilling inside arthur whose voice has now gone hoarse. his skin glistens with sweat, and his hair curling at the nape of his neck makes him look almost angelic through the mist of your half-lidded, watery eyes. his moans, however, quickly break the innocent angelic vision. 

with all his teasing he’s also got himself worked up, making his pussy wet and slick; your cock practically glimmers with the evidence. arthur’s good at holding out for the sake of keeping you on your toes, but tonight he seems to be rather impatient, despite his time and effort he spent to get you shaking and desperate. a few more bounces in and his back arches as he cums onto your cock with a shaky moan. his breaths sound raspy from all his previous talking and groaning which will probably raise a question or two from camp members the next day. he stays on top of you for a moment to ride out the high, his head coming down to give you a playful kiss on the corner of your lips. you make eye contact and it makes him dart his tongue between your lips where you can taste a distant hint of rum. 

he smiles as he slides off your dick with a satisfied sigh (while ignoring the slight tremble in his legs) before tilting his head to give charles a long, but almost chaste kiss. “yer turn,” he whispers. arthur glances down at you with a glint in his eye, noting the steep rise and fall of your chest. “maybe go easy on ‘im.” he gives charles one more kiss, whose smile now mirrors his lover’s growing smirk plastered across his face. he doesn’t need to respond. the implications of what comes next has your body (and dick) twitching in need. 

the pair switch places after charles undresses (which took longer than usual due to arthur’s offer of “assistance” where he made sure to feel charles up as he took off each article of clothing). still, charles gives you another minute to get your bearings together and you get to watch them exchange their affection; arthur slaps charles’ ass, letting out a whistle that’s quickly followed by his own laughter at his lover’s retaliation. ain’t you lucky is something arthur always liked to say, usually after he or charles had your back during a robbery, but with the sight in front of you those words ring true more than ever. 

before, arthur had basically seduced you into this bed, distracting you with a kiss as he shamelessly swung his legs over you and pushed you down against the blankets. his words had been dirty, his voice husky and deep. he didn’t even give you a chance to sit up before he’d taken you to the hilt with the full intention of ruining you. here now, charles gracefully slides on to you, gently sitting himself down on your hips. his hands are on you, gentle as ever. he can feel your heart beating beneath his palm, and when he leans down to place a kiss on your lips he can feel it picking up speed. 

you clearly haven’t cum yet, judging by your weeping cock that restlessly leans against your stomach. your body jolts at charles’ touch when he wraps a hand around it, gently squeezing at the tip before giving it a couple strokes. you groan, attempting to buck into his hand, but charles’ strong thighs keep you held still in place. beside you arthur reaches over to squeeze charles’ chest, rolling a nipple under his thumb. his hand gets bashfully swatted away, causing him to laugh. you almost manage a smile until charles suddenly twists his wrist, the feeling causing your head to momentarily spin before settling. with a gasp you grab arthur’s arm in surprise, making the bastard beam down at you with a look on his face you wish you had even half the energy to wipe off. still you can’t help but shudder under his gaze. “all this and you ain’t even got to the good part yet!” hearing this, charles lets go of your dick, letting his thumb trail the side of it for just a moment longer. the lack of touch makes you want to cry, but your worries are washed away when charles takes your face in his hands to give you a kiss. his forehead rests against yours for a second as he speaks.

“come ‘ere,” charles brings you up in a sitting position before slowly sinking down onto your cock. your lips meet again, the kiss swallowing whatever sound you and charles would have made. your hands lazily roam his body, mostly staying around his thighs and feeling up his legs and waist. your cock stretches him out perfectly; it’s not painful, but it certainly is a tight fit, just the way he likes it. he sighs as he begins rocking against you, and with your growing desperation for release you take advantage of the burst of energy and meet his hips. he finds your hands to lock them in his grasp, keeping them held beside him. your eyes dart from his lips to his eyes, and you realize you’re probably making a fool of yourself with how your mouth is hanging open right now. you know how he plays his games, keeping you close but not close enough where you can kiss and touch him how you wish. his strong chest is right there too, and all of a sudden you find yourself desperate to feel him, and unfortunately for you arthur can tell. he sits up and brushes charles’ hair over his shoulder with a dramatic sigh.

“ain’t he just the prettiest?” his husky whisper sends a shiver down your spine, and with the way charles tilts his head to show off his bare neck you have to swallow down a whine. arthur trails his knuckles down charles’ neck all the way to his chest, making sure they brush against his nipples. charles doesn’t appear fazed, but around your cock his pussy flutters in response. his question doesn’t need to be answered but you nod anyway, unable to really tear your eyes away from the sight. arthur continues further down until he’s pressing his hand against charles’ stomach which faintly caves at the touch. “he fills you good, don’t he?” the question isn’t directed at you but it makes you groan. you rest your forehead against charles who's now starting to rut a little bit faster in your lap. you can faintly hear the wet sound his pussy is making, and beside yourself you take one of his nipples in your mouth just to help hold yourself together. 

he rolls his hips with a deep moan, and if you hadn’t been holding on for his sake you’d have cum right then and there. he's taking his time, but you can still catch the faint jerk in his movements as he takes the entirety your cock, relishing in how full it makes him feel. you notice now arthur’s hand is missing, but you don’t have time to wonder where it went when you hear a faint “jesus..” arthur moans and you can see next to you he’s pumping two fingers into his pussy as he watches charles ride you. it makes your hips jump, which in turn makes charles give out another moan, his head falling forward in pleasure. it’s silent between you three as you take in the sights and sounds. arthur’s fingers squelch in his warm, wet cunt and charles’ soft moans sound harmonious alongside arthur’s breathless ones. 

“charles—” you’re cut off by your own groan when he swivels his hips with suave ease. you’re closer now, and it’s a miracle you haven’t finished at least once or twice by now. your voice feels stuck, but charles gets the idea anyhow. without warning he starts to bounce in your lap, freeing your hands in the process. Instinctively they fly to his hips, and you hold on like they’re a lifeline. your breath catches in your throat as your building orgasm returns with full force. “charles, i’ll—i’ll cum,” he only responds with a curt i know as he continues bouncing on your cock, and by the sound of it arthur seems to be fingering himself in tandem as he watches. 

you wrap your arms around charles’ waist and cum inside of him, holding him as close to you as you comfortably can. your vision blanks for a moment as he continues fucking himself on your cock. he doesn’t slow down, and the room is suddenly filled once more with the sound of skin hitting skin and sticky, lustful vigor. you hear arthur loosely mumbling words of encouragement under his breath and you can’t help but turn your head to watch as he lifts one of his legs up to dive his fingers further into his cunt. you groan, and again your eyes flutter close as they struggle to stay open. you fall back next to arthur and watch as charles rubs his clit. thankfully you have half the mind to reach down and push away arthur’s hand to circle his clit too, making him moan as he arches his back once more. even with the overstimulation you buck up, and with a final groan charles cums with his pussy convulsing around your cock. you know arthur’s cum too when he grabs your wrist, his eyes half-lidded as he looks over at you and charles.

the room is quiet now with only your heavy breaths and the low chuckle arthur lets out as his head starts to clear up. charles slowly gets off of you, and suddenly both you and arthur are locked on to the sight of your cum oozing from between his legs. charles huffs in amusement but you can see his legs twitching to close as he thinks about shutting them, a little bit embarrassed by the attention. yet when you finally break from your trance you look up and see a small smile playing on his lips. “had enough?” he asks. you can’t think straight enough to say anything, which didn’t matter anyway because of course, without missing a beat, arthur answers the question for you. “after that? ‘course not.” he shakes his head with a smile before looking at you. “and i think someone agrees..” three pairs of eyes trail down to your hardening cock. you can’t help but admit the sight of it covered in a glossy coat of cum does get you going. exasperatedly you swing an arm over your face with a weak sigh, not because you feel like you’re going to pass out from exhaustion but because you definitely are not opposed to another round, the image of your cum dripping out from charles' pussy burns fresh in your mind and peeking from out under your arm you see arthur already sitting up, eager for his second turn.

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Can't get it up

Charles Smith X male reader

⚠️soft dick Charles ⚠️

🚨 Minors and girls do not interact 🚨

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When you see a man such as Charles Smith you think to yourself. "oh my god he's so large." Or "Ya know what they say about black guys?"

But you'd never think to yourself that a man like that has a dysfunctional dick. Yes, you read it right. Charles Smith has Erectile dysfunction.

He's not confident about his sexual situations. As a gay man he's often looked on as the top. The big bear with the BBC. No. That's not who Charles is nor can be. Sure he has a big dick but what's the use when it doesn't work?

That's what y/n is here for. Now y/n isn't a big man. He's not as tall, nor as masculine, nor as hung. But it's what Charles wants. They've been dating for a couple of months now but have never done anything sexual.

Y/n keeps asking about it and why they don't do anything. Not that he's trying to force the bigger man into it. More like he wants to know what boundaries are set and what they should talk about. Charles is so happy to have a man like that.

But tonight Charles wants to explain everything. He wants y/n to finally know why he's been avoiding any sexual situations. Now Charles isn't a man of many words. Everyone knows that. But when it comes to y/n he'd sing if he had to.

Currently, they both left the camp to go into the forest and be alone for the night. They set camp in their favorite hidden spot in the mountains. They have a perfect view of the town and some bison that are sleeping on the grass of the open fields.

"Here's a bottle of apple juice for my handsome boy who doesn't drink." Y/n jokes and hands the juice to Charles, who lets out a low, rumbling chuckle and grabs the glass. "Thank you, darling."

Y/n sits next to him and sips his drink. "So why are we here anyway?" The smaller man asks as he leans on the bigger man's back. Charles leans back against the smaller man and closes his eyes. "I need to talk to you about something important."

Y/n sets his drink down and wraps his arms around Charles. He fights the panic that is building in the pit of his stomach. "What about?"

"us." That makes the smaller man panic more. Charles turns around. His legs are now on each side of the smaller man. Y/n caresses the large thighs that surround his sides. The bigger man shivers.

"Y/n you know I love you. And that I want to be with you for as long as time will let us. And I know we haven't done anything sexual... And that's... That's because I'm scared.." Charles paused. Y/n pulled him closer. Or... He tried. But Charles is way bigger and heavier than his small muscles can handle. Charles knows that and scoots closer. He's now sitting in his lap. The size difference is making both of their minds spin.

"I won't make you do what you don't want to do. You know that, right?" The smaller man said. Charles nods and smiles. He fixes the collar of the smaller man's shirt. "I know. And that's not what I'm scared of. I... I don't want you to laugh..." Charles sighed. "About what, love?" Y/n caressed his hips. Having Charles like this in his lap does make him aroused but he doesn't pay attention to it and focuses on Charles's talk.

"I... I have erectile dysfunction..." Charles looks down. The smaller man stiffened. Did he just imagine it or did Charles just say... "Erectile dysfunction?" Charles nods in response. He looks down, thinking Y/n is about to laugh at him. "oh gods," Y/n kisses the bigger man. Charles doesn't know if he should be shocked or relieved but returns the kiss nonetheless.

Y/n licks Charles's bottom lip, begging for entrance, but Charles pulls back and gasps for air. "You're not laughing?" The bigger man asks. The smaller man chuckles. "Gods no Charles why would I laugh about that?" Y/n caresses the bigger man's cheek. "If anything I'm into it." That surprises the bigger man. "You are?" Y/n nods in response.

"Why?" "Because having a man like you with a soft dick is arousing. Especially if it means I'm going to be at the top." Charles furiously blushes. But because of the dark tone of his skin and the darkness of the night, y/n doesn't notice. "So... You still want to...have sex?" It's weird to see Charles so shy. It's unusual to see him reflect most emotions. But when he's around the smaller man he's more open than an open book.

Y/n chuckles and kisses the bigger man. "Of course I do. Even if you want to be at the top. I don't mind having a soft cock stuffing my ass." Charles laughs at the vulgar bluntness. "You're bold." The bigger man teased. Y/n laughs. "Yeah well. Can ya blame me?" The smaller man chuckles and pokes Charles's hip. Charles doesn't react. He only smiles and admires the smaller man.

"Can we make love?" Charles whispered. That blew straight through Y/n's head. "God, yes, please," Y/n practically whines. Charles laughs and pushes the smaller man back so he's lying down. "You sound so eager." "I am."

It doesn't take long before they're both naked in their tent. Kissing and tracing each other's bodies. Charles is overwhelmed. He's happy, and the more his body gets felt by the smaller man's hands, the more giddy he feels. "You are so beautiful, Charles. So so beautiful." Y/n murmurs as he gently lays the bigger man down and kisses his chest.

If could, he'd visibly be a tomato right now with the amount of heat in his face. "So soft." Y/n murmurs again as he traces the large chest beneath him. Charles shivers.

"please y/n." Charles whines. The smaller man chuckles and gets in between the thick thighs he loves so much. "Relax for me, darling. I'll get you ready. Okay?" Y/n asked as he grabbed the oil. Charles nods and gets comfortable.

The smaller man oils his fingers and gently traces Charles's ring of muscle. Charles moans and his hand shoots up to muffle himself. Y/n doesn't stop him. He wants to hear every beautiful sound Charles makes but they can't risk someone finding them. It's not that they're camping and having sex, it's that they're outlaws, gay, and having sex. Or worse an O'Driscoll could come by and find them.

So he just focuses on prepping his beloved. But the more he watches the soft cock lay on Charles's belly, the more he wants to taste it. He leans down and kisses his way towards the bigger man's abdomen. Charles moans and reaches for y/n's hair.

Y/n kisses the tip. Charles stiffened. He doesn't know if he should let him continue or if he should tell him to stop. The smaller man just goes on. He kisses down the length of it. Charles whines and arches his back.

The smaller man keeps one hand fingering Charles while he uses the second one to take hold of the soft, delicious-looking dick and wraps his lips around the tip.

Charles gasps and grips y/n's hair tightly. "Holly fuck!" Y/n smirks and takes him deeper. He let out a soft hum as he felt the weight of the soft cock resting on his tongue. The bigger man whines and lifts his hips. Y/n gags at the sudden hit against his throat. Charles spills out apologies but keeps on fucking the smaller man's throat. "M'sorry... I'm so sorry... It's so good. It feels so good." Charles cries and repeats. The smaller man caresses the larger man's thigh in comfort.

Because Charles is the one doing the work, y/n is focused on prepping. His fingers start to move around more and he adds another finger. That gets the bigger man to thrust faster. With the way he moves, the fingers move on their own at that point.

All y/n has to do is spread his fingers. They haven't even started but Charles is crumbling with each passing minute. Finally having someone touch him, finger him, suck him off is overwhelming for him. Specifically the sucking. He's not used to people touching his soft cock or, let alone, sucking it.

Both men are in ecstasy. It's probably because they've finally taken a bigger step into their relationship. Y/n is incredibly happy that Charles trusts him.

"I'm close." Charles whines and keeps thrusting into y/n's mouth. Y/n hollows his cheeks and searches with his fingers for that good bundle of muscle that makes Charles shake.

Charles's hips are still as he spills into y/n's throat. The smaller man gags and tries his best to swallow everything. Once Charles comes down from his height he collapses onto the makeshift bed. Y/n chuckles and gets some cloth to clean him up.

He kisses up Charles's body until he's able to lay on him. Charles smiles and wraps his arms around the smaller man. "I should return the -" "No no. Tonight's about you. I don't need anything." Y/n interrupted and kissed the larger man's chest. Charles hums and closes his eyes. "Alright."

"But once I've calmed down we make love okay?" Y/n chuckles and Charles's question. "If that's what you want love."

They would've made love. They wanted to.

But they both fell asleep without a fight. Charleston slept with a small smile on his lips as he felt the smaller frame lying on him like a blanket.

They never slept so deeply.

Y/n never felt so content.

Charles never felt so loved.

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Doubt

~ Charles Smith/Male!Reader

~ Romantic

~ 1.2k words

Request :3

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It was generally well accepted around camp, save for Micah, that Charles was one of the most honest, respectable men around. You couldn’t disagree. However, what a lot of them didn’t quite know, Charles himself, held a lot of doubt with himself. Struggling to find a place he’s truly wanted and cared for.

With a black father and a Native American mother, two sides of the minority spectrum weren’t exactly welcomed much anywhere. He figured he, along with many of the others around camp, would never find love. Until the two of you started dating.

While he didn’t show it outwardly to anyone, he would defend you to the ends of the Earth. You were one of the things he felt he could understand in a world where he was unwelcome. He felt unworthy of your affection, but that didn’t mean he was ungrateful. Far from it.

“Charles?” your voice pulls him out of his thoughts and he’s quick to raise his gaze from the arrow he was putting together. The rest laying at his feet, somewhat buried in the grass. Seems he’s been working on them all day.

“You alright?” you inquire, looking him up and down closely. His shoulders were practically up to his ears and he seemed more stiff than normal. You carefully step around the arrows to be able to stand next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Charles’ eyes follow your movements closely, seeming almost captivated by you. He sighs at your question with a slow shake of his head, going back to tying off the fiber of the dull point, connecting the insert into the shaft of the arrow.

Silence passes over the two of you for a long minute. You slowly move your hand up from Charles’s shoulder and onto the top of his head, affectionately stroking his hair down the back of his skull. The tension in his shoulders seems to all but vanish with your touch.

“Y’know you’re louder than you think.” you note, cocking your head as you look down at him sitting on an old crate. Charles looks up towards you through his eyelashes. The corners of his mouth turning upwards into a hint of a grin, before it falls flat as usual. You could read the man like an open book; something was on his mind. He might as well have been screaming to the high heavens.

“I just..” he sighs. His eyebrows creasing in the middle as his jaw clenched tightly. He’s never been one to hold his tongue on what he thinks, yet for some reasons, the words feel stuck on his tongue. He was always so humble on both his blessings and his shortcomings, yet in this moment, he couldn’t help but envy you. The way you spoke with ease, as if the burden you carry were as light as feathers.

“I was too young to remember my mother’s tribe.. And now that it’s gone..” he trails off once again. His fists balling around the incomplete arrow in hand, not yet sharp enough to cut his fingers should they accidentally glide over the head. “I don’t.. mean to complain.” Charles shakes his head dismissively and looks back down towards the arrow in his grasp. You frown at his reaction. You admire how needlessly selfless he is, yet sometimes you wish he would be selfish for once. To do something for himself instead of providing for either you or the gang, despite his loyalty to all of you.

“I can’t say I get it, ‘cause I don't.. but you’ll always have a place, ya hear?” you murmur, bending down slightly to place a kiss onto the crown of his head, only to kneel down next to him to be at eye level. Charles looks over towards you curiously, his expression unreadable. Eyeing you closely as if he’s expecting you to walk away at any given moment to wallow in his doubt, but you don’t. Catching him off guard when you trail your hand down his back and rest it on his knee.

“Yeah? You think so?” He muses with a dry chuckle. He looks at you for a moment, his stoic facade cracking slightly and giving way. Exposing the softer layer of a man hardened by the years on the run. Then his eyes divert right back to the arrow, going right back to tying it off. Bringing it to his mouth and tearing through the twine with ease, spitting out the stray fibers in the opposite direction of you.

You shift your position to sit in front of him, kneeling just before the pile of arrows bunched at his feet. Your hands sliding down his forearms, to his wrists, before reaching his hands. Gently coaxing them apart and slotting yourself in between them, putting yourself in his line of sight. Your knees digging into the grass below; the denim of your jeans only collecting grass stains.

“I know so, sweetheart.” you murmur. Your tone laced with absolute conviction. He feels silly, having you sit here and explain these things to him, yet you aren’t the slightest bit bothered. One of your hands moves from Charles’ hand and up towards his cheek, cupping it affectionately. The pad of your thumb caressing over his strong cheekbone, causing him to give a relatively shaky sigh.

Your touch was the one thing he could never trade for the world. The warmth of your skin on his own filled him with a sense of hope. An idea that maybe, just maybe, things would be okay in the end. His deep brown eyes lock onto your own. To anyone else, he would’ve seemed annoyed with your touch. You, however, can see past that. You can see the expansion in his pupils. The way his muscles relax and his heart quickens. The softer side to the quiet brute.

“You’ll always have a place in my heart. Always. There ain’t a person, place, or thing that could even compare to that.” Charles knew you loved him. What he didn’t know, however, was how much. The amount of love emitting from a single caress felt overwhelming.

“Seems you picked up Hosea’s wit; you always know what to say. One of the smartest men i know.” Charles mutters quietly. His hand drops the arrow into the grass next to you, only to rest his calloused hands on both sides of your neck, just underneath your jaw.

He wasn’t much for affection, but he would always make an effort for you. Leaning forward on his crate and capturing your lips in his own with a chaste kiss. You kiss back without hesitation, embracing it with open arms and an open heart. He can taste beer on your lips. A bitter, citrus-y taste, yet a welcome one nonetheless.

The two of you part after a few seconds with individual sighs of contentment, only for you to giggle like a giddy schoolgirl. “I just say what’s on my mind.” you shrug, pulling your hands into your lap and slowly rising back to your feet, causing Charles’ hands to move away from you.

He watches you closely as you check his supplies pile for his arrows. Noting his lack of, you promise to bring him more with a gentle kiss on the forehead before stepping away from him. Despite all of the doubts and uncertainty in the world, the one thing he could always be sure of was your love for him. You were the best man he’s ever met among camp, if not in his life.

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i had to rewrite this entire thing because my file got corrupted </33 I hope you like it :3

[euoniatz]

Hey I saw your post abt writers block! I never really see people write much for Charles smith x male reader, can I get a fluff + smut pleaseeeeeee?

hi anon! i don't really write smut sorryy :( but fluff i can definitely do! 🙊💕 my brain decided to go chaos mode with this so it's a little all over the place. i hope that's fine anyways and that you'll enjoy!

☆ charles smith x male reader

tags: fluff, first kiss, getting together, pre-canon

wordcount: 1417

(not proof read)

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no one notices him as he slips back into camp with a pack slung over his shoulder. no one except you.

ignoring your mare's protest to the lack of movement of the brush in your hand, you watch as charles, the one you can't seem to place, drops of a pair of hares at pearson's stand before heading back towards the edges of camp.

you furrow your brows and glance at the moon high in the sky. why he's heading out in to the woods at this time of night evades you.

he has a lean-to in camp. one that he sleeps in more often than not. one that you share.

you've come to know charles as someone far from what you first expected him to be like.

where you only saw broad shoulders, bulging muscles, and an aura steering even a drunk-off-her-ass karen away, he shows you kindness wrapped in crafted arrowheads and feathers for your hat.

he shows you gentle in the way he murmurs to the deer and the fox and the elk before stabbing his knife in their hearts. in the way he weaves his fingers together as he tells you about his sad, sad past and teaches you about things you'd never even thought of.

he shows you passion in the way his voice turns fiery with rage as you confront bison-killers together. in the way he's steady when he tells arthur or john or you that the fool at the end of your gun doesn't need to die.

yeah, it's safe to say you've never met someone quite like charles smith.

you barely even remember how the two of you got so close. it's only been half a year since you were thrust into the madness of the gang, but all the memories of being distrusting and unsure of yourself have been replaced with the one's of charles' hand brushing yours as you work together on chores or talks that muddle time in some crazy way only mary-beth and her novels could explain.

maybe you are simply both of the quieter nature. maybe your shared interest in nature and animals is what brings you together. or it's the fact that you're both relatively new to the gang. perhaps you just simply like each other.

nevertheless, charles sneaking off in the middle of the night after just returning tells that either he's taking a leak and will be back within the next minute, or this is a sign for you to talk to him.

you wait a minute. no sign of him.

making up your mind, you give your horse an apologetic pat and ventures into the dark of the surrounding woods. the moon is bright enough so you won't fall face first in the dirt, but you still fail to suppress a shudder as a crow caws above you and the bushes around you seems to move.

heart thundering like hoofbeats inside your chest, you swallow and push through the thick leaves ahead, eager to find charles before the silence of the woods consumes you, barely realizing the way your foot snags on something before you're falling-

someone catches you halfway on your descent to the thorns below. gasping, you quickly get your feet back under you to push the stranger away.

"woah, easy," charles says as you breathe a sigh of relief, hands hovering next to you before he realizes the fact and hastily clenches them at his sides.

"you fool," you huff, still breathless from your battle with the bushes or maybe the way his hands felt on your skin. "what are you doing out here?"

charles raises a brow, clearly amused. "could ask you the same thing, but i won't," he holds out a pouch full of bloodied and dull arrowheads. "i need to get this done before i forget."

that's a lie, he never forgets anything. you're about to make an excuse so he can be left to the solitude he so clearly went looking for when he nods to a patch of grass beyond the trees.

"if you're not busy doing... this," he gestures to the godforsaken bush again "you could help, if you want?" he asks, tone suddenly unsure.

you do. god, you do. you nod fiercly and set off for the clearing, really just hoping you won't fall over on the way there. you hear charles sigh behind you, and you think it's one of relief.

"here," charles says and offers a knife when you're both seated in the grass that you both made it to safely and without issue.

you shake your head and pull your own from your belt, grabbing one of the arrows instead. a comfortable silence envelops you as you both get to work sliding your blades against the bloody tips.

then, as you lay your finished arrow in front of you and goes to grab another, charles sighs and lays back in the grass. you watch him curiously, your brain not being able to come up with anything other than how peaceful he looks like this.

you go back to working to keep your hands occupied as he speaks, "dutch's and micah's plan - what do you think?"

you snort and work your jaw a bit before responding. "the boat job? arthur says he has a bad feeling, and he's right more often than he's wrong. i don't know, lotta money if it goes right, i guess."

you don't know much about the plan itself other than the fact that micah seems to think himself a genius for procuring it, and that arthur and hosea don't trust him or his reasoning.

dutch is onto that money like a shark though, and the way things usually go, he'll refuse to hear reason and do it anyway. will only get out alive and richer because arthur and the others will be there too, killing folk so they can get away.

"lots of death if it goes wrong," charles adds and you hum, tossing the knife and laying down next to him, looking at the stars above.

"you don't fancy it either, then?" you say.

charles is silent for a second, which tells you that no, no he does not.

"i think arthur's right about this micah feller," he says finally. "he only needs dutch on his side, though, to hell with the rest of us."

"yeah." you grind your teeth just thinking about it. everything you hear him say to the women and charles and lenny and tilly - you seriously doubt anyone but dutch and micah himself wants him here.

"but," you sit up, scooting closer without really meaning to. "we'll be okay, i know it."

charles blinks up at you, a soft smile tugging at his lips as he raises himself to his elbows. normally you would have moved away by now, excpet something is telling you to stay. you lick your lips, eyes flicking to his before they go back to his eyes.

"yeah?" he murmurs. "how do you know that, mister?"

the distance between you shrink inch by agonizing inch, and your eyes grow wide as you feel his breath on your face. for a moment, only your combined breathing can be heard in the forest, as if the world stopped when you weren't looking.

mind running a mile a minute, you gape in shock that this is really happening, neglecting to respond long enough for charles to begin pulling away.

"hey..." you quickly grab him and hold him steady beneath you, hoping your voice won't be shaking as much as your hands are. "because we'll be in it together."

charles smiles, wide and genuine. you don't have time to appreciate it before he's pulling you in - grabbing your face and setting his hand on your side - and kissing you.

it's like a dream, the way your lips move against one another as if that's all they were ever meant to do. you can't believe this is happening - finally happening.

when you finally pull back to breathe, you laugh breathlessly and kiss the corner of his mouth as he grins and wraps you in his arms. "you fool," he say into his neck, "i can't believe it took micah's foolishness to get us to finally do this."

and then finally you get to hear charles smith laugh, and you think you found the heaven people insist lies in the sky, right here on the ground, beneath you and around you and beside you - just as it should be <3

<3

thank you for reading! feel free to send me more writing requests 💗

[scarfacemarston]

Z,q and B prompt list for Charles? Love how you write him,so thank you if you do!

Thank you so much! I appreciate you. <3 Prompt here! B - Best Friend (what are they like as a best friend?) Charles as a best friend is actually quite different than a romantic partner! I think it takes him longer to get silly with an s.o. than a best friend. The epilogue shows us what a happy Charles looks like with John. Charles' friendship with Arthur was during a very strained and serious time. He's happier to do things quietly in companionable silence rather than talking, but if you're friends with him, you already know that. He appreciates people that don't try to force him to interact if he doesn't have the energy. . If you're stressed, sometimes he prefers to take you out with him somewhere rather than talk. However, he is great at giving advice and can be hilarious He's loyal to a fault. He's actually a lot of fun and is great at trolling people. He is sometimes fun when drunk and canonically gives piggy back rides.  Q - Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every detail in passing, or do they kind of forget? ) The quiet types are usually great at remembering details because they listen. Charles is no different. He is the type that will bring up details that even you forgot. However, his memory isn't perfect. He's more likely to forget things when he's stressed. His mind holds so many things that sometimes things just go "poof".

Z: Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?) This boy snores. I'm sorry, friends. It's bad snoring, too. HOWEVER, John and Arthur canonically snore as well. (I've posted the audio clips). Still, it is LOUD out there in dreamland.

[tamsin-moon]

A Chance

Notes: Charles Smith x Male Reader Really this is just pure fluff on them getting together. I just wanted to write something sweet...I think it’s good, I hope.

The return of Sean was probably the best thing to happen to the gang in quite some time and as the gang settled into celebration you could feel yourself relaxing as well. Rolling your eyes at the mans’ speech to the group you could tell he was already well on his way to being drunk, but no one could really blame him after what he’d been through. Chuckling a bit as he finished you would find yourself a beer to sip on as you began to mingle with the others.

It was good to see everyone in a good mood and the evening air was nice. Eventually pulling on a jacket over your shirt as the chill set in you would be on your second beer and settled around the camp table just chatting with a couple of the guys who were fairly drunk. It was probably getting close to one in the morning by that point and you let your eyes cast about. The party was still going strong, but you would come to realize there was one face you hadn’t seen yet.

Looking to Arthur who happened to be passing you could see the sway in his step, he was getting tipsy himself, but you still called out to him, “Arthur, have you seen Charles?” It was an innocent question really but you would hear Lenny behind you mumble something about being worried about your ‘sweetheart’ and you were almost turning pink. It was no secret to the gang your interest wasn’t really in women and a couple had picked up on your attraction to the newest addition to the gang, but you had been trying to keep it to yourself as you were certain the man was straight.

Arthur would scratch his chin a second, “Guardin’ camp, said he’d take the whole night so folks could enjoy themselves” he reply to you after a moment and it had you frowning. Seriously? The man had been part of the rescue, been up who knows how long and was now adding guard duty on top of it? That didn’t sit right with you and you would be standing, setting your half empty bottle aside, “I’m going to go take over for him” you say simply, nodding your thanks for the information before turning to head that way.

Of course you did not miss the teasing chuckles that followed, but you tried to pay them no mind. Getting into the trees you would look about for the man, pulling your jacket a bit more around you and finding a smile creeping to your features as you found him. Once again you would realize your attraction, watching for half a moment and studying his strong features, but as his eyes fell to you the tiredness in his face was obvious. Nodding to him you would step closer and hold out a hand, motioning to the rifle, “Here, hand that over and head to bed, I got the rest of the night” you say before he could ask.

Charles had heard you approaching, honestly not surprised someone was coming to check on him, but he was pleased to see it was you. The offer to take over was a bit of a surprise, didn’t you want to enjoy the party with the others? “I’m fine, don’t worry about it” he assure, he was newest to the gang so it seemed right for him to do this. He knew he would be able to rest once morning came so what was a couple more hours? He did not miss as you frowned at him, though, and could already tell you weren’t going to accept that answer.

He had not admitted it to anyone, especially you, but he was sweet on you and had been watching you a lot especially the last month or so with everything going on. He wasn’t sure if he had a chance was his worry. Sure you were friendly to him, but nothing jumped out at him you might feel the same until now. Would you be offering this if you only thought of him as a friend? He would be pulled from his thoughts as your hand actually came to the gun in his hands and he blinked.

“Charles, did you hear what I just said?” you asked with a chuckle, having told the man he looked exhausted and had earned a rest only to realize he was just staring at you. It made you wonder what he was thinking about and you were glad he could not see the pink of your face in the dark. You did not miss as he sighed and reluctantly handed the rifle over to you, but you were pleased he relented, “Alright, if you’re sure” he did say and you nodded to him, resting your other hand to his shoulder a moment and pushing him towards camp and saying firmly, “Go to bed”

The man would feel a warmth run through him at the touch of your hand and studying you for another moment to be completely certain he would just nod. As odd as it seemed it gave him a bit more confidence that he might have a chance and he would keep this thought with him as he head back to camp. He was not surprised as a couple folks asked if everything was alright and he assured them you had taken over for him as he went to his bedroll, thinking on how to move forward from here as he lay back and close his eyes.

Overall guard duty would be uneventful as you expected and camp would settle back into routine, though you had noticed one thing over the next week or so. It seemed every day Charles was actually talking to you more and you were not complaining about it in the least. Did it mean you had a shot with him? You needed to talk with him about it, you were coming to realize, but in camp where anyone could eavesdrop was not a good option. It would seem the man would have a similar thought as one afternoon you would find him waiting for you after a morning shift of guard duty, “Want to go hunting with me?”

It was a simple question and yet at the same time you could see there was more to it in his eyes. He wanted to spend time with you outside of camp, give you a chance to talk freely, and you were nodding after a moment. “Sounds good, just let me grab my things” you respond and did not miss the smile coming to his features before he was turning to head to the horses to wait for you. Grabbing your satchel and checking everything quick you would be with him a few minutes later and pulling yourself onto your horse.

Nodding to him you did not have to say a word and were following after as he head out of camp. It was strange, neither of you needed to say a word to know you needed to talk and you trusted him enough to not even want to ask where you were headed. Just following him you did not worry as you soon crossed the river and followed it a bit before turning up the road. You knew you were near Riggs Station, but would follow him off the path a bit later and up a hill somewhat surrounded by trees. A secluded spot off the road before he was dismounting.

Your heart was thumping a bit in nerves, now that the actual moment was upon you, but you were dismounting yourself a moment later and stepping closer. Both of you were studying the other, waiting for one of you to speak before you found a laugh bubbling up from your chest. You could see his brow arching and you shook your head, “Sorry, the way we’re standin’ and starin’ anyone else would think we’d be about to draw on each other” you admit, some part of you realizing you were standing like you were about to duel.

A chuckle falling from his own lips would have the tension leaving you both and he was shaking his head as he stepped closer, “Shooting you is the last thing on my mind” he admit, tone amused and this time it was your turn to arch a brow. Stepping closer yourself you would feel the blush rising to your cheeks as you asked, “And just what is on your mind, Mr. Smith?” Your eyes were curious, hopeful and must have shown something that gave him confidence because almost a second later his hands were cupping your jaw and his warm lips were against your own.

Returning it in a moment your hands would be finding his hips, pulling him closer and letting your eyes drift closed. The kiss sending a rush of emotions through you, relief, confidence and happiness being the biggest three. Eyes meeting again as you pulled back his forehead would press to your own as his hands slipped to your shoulders, both of you soon shifting to press into an embrace. Arms sliding around each other it was just a comfortable hug, chests pressed together as you simply rest your heads against the others. “I wasn’t sure I had a chance” you would hear him admit and it had you giving him a small squeeze.

“I wasn’t sure if you were interested in more than women” you admit in return and felt him nod in understanding. It was wonderful to finally be on the same page, you had to admit, and eventually you would both settle onto the grass. Your arm wrapped around his shoulders and just resting against each other as you talked, finding out how long you had been dancing around each other. It was much needed and a few more kisses would be stolen until the sun started to move towards the horizon.

“We should hunt something and get back” you finally say, reluctant, but there were clouds rolling in on the horizon as well. Both of you knew, though, that this was just a new beginning and one you were both looking forward to exploring. Stealing one more kiss before mounting your horses you would let him take the lead again, but were asking, “So who do you think will realize first that we’re together?”

[josiah-trelawny]

Charles Smith/Male Reader. Making out in an empty train cart leaving Saint Denis. (N)SFW up to you.

Charles Smith/Male Reader + Making Out

(gc: forsty) Im sorry for making you wait literally a million years for something so mediocre

It’s pitch black outside, so you two weren’t expecting many people to be on the train. But, you weren’t expecting there to be absolutely no one on your section of the train

Having time completely alone, away from all of the gang members is rare. So naturally, you don’t hesitate to give Charles a brief kiss- at least, you thought it’d be brief

Charles brings you in for a deeper, more passionate kiss, showing you every ounce of love he has for you

One thing leads to the next, and you find yourself grinding your crotch against Charles’, earning you a small gasp from him

You’re not quite sure what’s gotten into you, but at this point you’re too desperate to care

You undo the buckle of your belt and the buttons of Charles’ pants, letting your hard-on spring out of your pants

And now you’re thrusting your hand other both of your cocks with the slickness of your spit, and the thrill of being on a train while doing all of this only makes your grip tighten

It’s embarassing to have gotten cum on your shirt, but it’s nothing a duster coat can’t cover

[arthur-his-hat]

high school artist au w either john or charles?

YES YES YES

CHARLES

aight so charles is a paint and oil type guy when it comes to art he LIVES for canvas and paint shopping trips

let’s you tie his hair into a sloppy bun while he paints his lil heart out

he’s one of those dramatic types too

he likes to set up his canvas stand thing and paint whatever he sees so like he loves to paint sunsets while he’s watching a sunset

FUCKIKG LOVES PAINTING SODE PROFILES OF GIRLS HE DOESNT KNOW WHY

but if ur a dude he’s gonna paint ur side profile too fr

likes to leave the paint on his hands and just kinda hang out with paint all over him lol

likes to finger you with dried paint on his palms it’s his kink

his best painting time when it comes to motivation is early morning or late at night

if you braid his hair while he paints he’ll cry

he doesn’t like sad paintings he likes happy paintings with bright colors and bold patterns

he likes strong stripes and bold swirls and sharp yellows and light purples

he likes to paint the sunset bc the warm colors make him happy

[arthurs-wife]

That Tall Building in France

Anonymous said to arthurs-wife: I’m dying for a Charles/Arthur/Male Reader fic so can you write one where they team up and leave him completely fucked out?

A/N: My friend I hope I did your prompt justice, it was a joy to write. Thank you!

Pairing: M!Reader x Arthur Morgan x Charles Smith Word Count: 1.3k

The three of you barreled through the woods, hiding behind trees when you could and taking potshots. Arthur had told you there wouldn’t be any trouble on this trip and yet here you were, in some kind of trouble. Granted, there weren’t many of the bastards but one was too many with the O’Driscolls.

“Head for that cabin,” Charles called to you and Arthur, poking out from his hiding place and taking a couple shots. Both of them hit.

“Are you crazy?” Arthur shouted back, “we ain’t leaving you here by yourself.”

“Nice try, Charles,” you said, “you can’t get rid of us that easily.”

You and Arthur picked off the last couple and there was silence for a moment as you all caught your breath and listened for any more signs of movement. When you were sure it was clear, you reloaded your gun and let out a sigh.

“The cabin would have provided you a better vantage point,” Charles pointed out, making his way up the hill to it. You and Arthur thought about it for a moment before realizing that Charles was correct, as always.

“We better hole up in there anyway,” Arthur said, following Charles, “sun’s almost gone.”

You all agreed and made your way up to the door, the temperature dropping with every step. Once inside, the wood walls made for an adequate shield against the cold and wind, but it was very open and there wasn’t much furniture.

“I’ll try and make a fire,” Charles said, kneeling by the fireplace and attempting to light some kindle. Arthur set up awkwardly by the table and tapped his fingers, looking at everything but you.

“You didn’t happen to bring separate beds for us, did you?” Arthur asked.

“We should share a blanket,” Charles said, still flicking away at the fire, “just to add more warmth.”

“Great,” Arthur grumbled.

With the fire finally crackling, the three of you sat in front of it, blanket around you like some kind of massive tent.

And here your brain went.

‘This is what you wanted isn’t it?’

Shut up.

‘Two of the most statuesque men you’ve ever seen? And you’re in between them?’

It’s not like that.

‘It can be.’

“Whiskey?”

You looked over at the flask Arthur handed you and took it, taking a swig and handing it to Charles.

Even whiskey couldn’t make this situation less awkward.

“Y/n-”

“Hey y/n-”

You tried to look at both of them at once and obviously failed, looking towards Charles first. The two men looked at each other over your head and you closed your eyes, standing up and leaving them in the blanket tent.

“I can’t do this, you two,” you said, putting your face in your hands and trying to think clearly, “I thought I could but I can’t.”

“Can’t do what?” Charles asked, standing up in stride with Arthur. The pair of them were so concerned with you all of sudden, everything seemed wrong.

“Be around you both… like this…” you gestured to the intimacy of the fire, the blanket, the fact that the three of you would be sleeping closely together.

Charles and Arthur looked at each other and seemed to come to a silent agreement. They both moved towards you and Charles took your hand, leaning in to kiss your jaw while Arthur slid a hand around your waist.

“Now will you stop being a dumbass,” Arthur mumbled against your neck, “and get back down here with us?”

It was your only dream, smothered between Arthur and Charles as they dragged you back down in front of the fire, kissing you wherever they could. It had been cold in the cabin, now your body was on fire, Charles on your left, cradling your head in his hand and kissing you deeply, Arthur on your right with his hands up your shirt and nipping at your chest.

Arthur was the more forward of the two, gliding his hand down to the front of your pants and squeezing.

“Arthur,” Charles warned, pulling away from your mouth and making you whine, “you didn’t get our friend here all worked up to go right for it, did you?”

“You’re telling me what to do?” Arthur said.

“More of a suggestion,” Charles replied, “we got all night.”

Indeed you did, and you didn’t know how it was possible for the three of you to spend so much time kissing, pulling at each other’s hair, undressing as slowly as you could to savor each moment of it.

When you registered your surroundings again, Arthur was three fingers deep in you, kneeling in the firelight and you could see his erection, begging to be inside you. Charles’ chest was glowing dark orange and you had his cock in your hand, stroking it lightly and you couldn’t reach it with your mouth but that didn’t stop you from trying.

“Come on, Charles,” Arthur said, placing kisses along your stomach and hips, “I think we’ve teased him enough, don’t you think?”

Charles hummed in thought and stroked your hair.

“What do you think, y/n,” he whispered against your ear and pulled your head back gently, “do you want us to take you now?”

“Yes, please, yes,” you whimpered, feeling Arthur pull out of you immediately. Charles kissed you one last time and rolled you over on your knees, getting in front of you while Arthur moved behind. You were finally able to slide Charles’ length down your throat and you did, sucking hard as you felt Arthur press against you, stretching you open carefully.

It was good that you had your mouth full so you couldn’t cry out as Arthur sheathed himself fully inside you, moaning softly. Charles had a good handful of your hair and started fucking your mouth gently and Arthur raked his nails down your back, stopping to grab your hips and pull you further down onto him.

“Jesus you feel incredible,” he let out before thrusting slowly, getting a rhythm going as you continued trying to keep up with Charles in front of you.

It would have warmed your heart were it not already warm enough from the fire and two men thrusting into you, making the sweat bead on your forehead and back. Arthur’s hands slid up and down your sides, grasping your ass and his pace picked up, you could hear his short moans and grunts get more pronounced the closer he got.

You held onto Charles’ thighs for dear life as he pumped faster, letting out tiny groans. They sounded so good but you couldn’t get any more out of him, a quiet man for sure.

“You’re doing so good, y/n,” Charles said softly, stroking your face.

Arthur let out a cry and pushed into you as far as he could go and you felt him twitch inside you as Charles came, holding your hair tightly and you pushed him far back into your throat, swallowing him whole.

You popped off and looked up at Charles, who swooped down and kissed you madly while Arthur turned you over and took your aching erection into his mouth.

“Jesus, shit,” you moaned against Charles’ lips, “Arthur, I’m-”

“Easy, baby,” Charles murmured, kissing your jaw and stroking your chest as you came hard, Arthur sucking you down and digging his fingers into your legs.

Minutes passed with Charles kissing you lazily while Arthur stayed near your hips, resting his eyes and warming up by the fire. You finally caught your breath and rolled over onto your side.

“Nice of you to team up on me like that,” you mumbled into your jacket that you were using as a pillow.

“That wasn’t our original plan,” Charles chuckled, taking his place behind you and placing his big arm around your chest.

“Yeah, we were gonna buy you flowers first,” Arthur said, laying on your other side and pulling the blanket up to cover the three of you.

“Shut up,” you laughed, closing your eyes and feeling the warm embrace of sleep already on you.

But flowers would be nice.

[readngandweepng]

talking mostly nsfw of ftm rdr2 boys ft. charles sean (high and low honor) arthur kieran micah and javier with a top reader

MDNI amab reader with no pronouns mentioned. contains afab language and talk of dysphoria, binding, and periods in the first half plus breasts sex etc btw this is long

short first section mostly just sfw about if they feel dysphoria, if they bind, and what they're like on their periods etc.

i really can’t see charles getting much dysphoria at all, if any. part of him wouldn’t really care much how people see him as long as the gang/his friends see him as a man. the way outsiders perceive him isn’t something he thinks of much. even if the gang didn’t see him as a man for whatever reason it’s not something he’ll be that upset about. he’s confident in himself to never doubt his identity, despite any feminine features he bears. however he’s not afraid to knock someone out if they’re seriously taunting him and being a jackass. charles is also a great person to go to if you’re feeling dysphoric. his words are quality over quantity, and even someone with the worst dysphoria can feel a little better after listening to him.

i feel like charles would have a pretty big chest, so if he binds before going out into town he’s really doing it for the sake of holding up his male appearance to avoid any complications. at camp he’d wear baggier clothing just as a general thing but i don’t see him feeling the need to bind as much. he’s really not that bothered by his breasts; they’re just another part of his body to him and that’s about it. he can experience back pain and bodily stress, so it’s possible that binding can help relieve that pain, which in that case he definitely will bind. 

charles gets cramps but he’s pretty good at powering through them. he may hiss in pain every now and then but usually they don’t really get in his way much. though if they get particularly bad charles is a master at finding methods to soothe the pain. his period doesn’t change his mood much, aside from making him a little hungrier than usual. he’ll have extra snacks in his pockets prepared just for his cycle so he can eat while he sits around the fire or does chores. his sex drive also slopes, going from almost non-existent at the start of his period and then gradually getting hornier as it reaches its end. you’ll know his period’s almost over when he starts getting touchy-feely or when you can feel his gaze on you more often. 

sean’s flat chested in my mind, probably the flattest of everyone. maybe used to experience chest dysphoria as a teen but as he got older he started to see his breasts as pecs and now isn’t afraid to waltz around with his shirt off. (probably would have done so anyway, he’s ballsy like that) his hair doesn’t make him dysphoric but he’ll still make sure it’s at its reasonable length. for fun, sean would probably like dolling up, stealing a dress from karen and then prancing around it at camp just to fuck with people and maybe even get a guy to hit on him just to turn around and laugh in his face like an asshole lmao.

unlike charles, sean can NOT handle cramps at all. he’ll be curled up in a ball until they go away, whining and huffing when people tell him to get up and work. and when he is up and about all he does is complain about it hurting. even when he’s not cramping he’ll still be complaining until someone like karen or grimshaw tells him to pipe it down. if someone offers him some herbs or tonic he’ll all of a sudden try to pretend like he doesn’t need it but then will end up downing a bottle of whiskey later just to try and relieve the pain. he’ll also want to have sex with you to cope with his cramps. 

on his period he’s less chatty and a lot more grumpy. snaps a lot when he’s not in the mood to talk and even drinks less at times (when it’s over he’s back to the bottle though). his sex drive surprisingly plummets and he can even be a bit touch-averted. this can happen in spurts, where he’ll be sitting in your lap one minute and then all of a sudden won’t want to touch you again for the rest of the day. his breasts also become very tender even to the point where wearing a shirt that’s just a little bit too tight can be painful or uncomfortable. he’ll let you kiss him on the forehead or give him a side hug but for the most part he’s not as bubbly as he usually is. and when his period’s over he’ll try to wrack pity from you for not giving him enough love and attention.

out of everyone here i think (high honor) arthur would experience the worst dysphoria. he’d try really hard to pretend like the dysphoria doesn’t bother him, but he will be noticeably very happy and feel just a little bit more confident in himself when receiving affirmations from his close friends. if he’s out in town, he greets everyone just the same. he gets a bit of a pep in his step when he hears people referring to him as “mister” as they greet him back. arthur’s heart skips a beat if he overhears someone talking to a woman, fearing that someone’s talking to him. but when he turns around and sees a conversation happening elsewhere his anxiety slowly settles. really he tries to avoid going to town when he’s feeling dysphoric for these reasons, but also because he can’t help but over-analyze himself in other people’s eyes in fear of them seeing nothing but a woman, regardless of his muscles and rugged appearance. in a long-lasting relationship he won’t be as scared and lots of progress can be done however the dysphoria never does go away.

his breasts aren’t too large, but he’d still bind and would need to be reminded to change the bindings or take them off. arthur doesn’t like wearing too many layers so he sees binding as a bit of a hassle, and some days he’s too stubborn to bother with it so he just puts on a thicker jacket and calls it a day. he might need someone to remind him to bind when he goes into town, just for his sake. he can get into a headspace where he feels like he doesn’t need to bind for whatever reason, so having someone there to clear his head is something he’s eternally grateful for. 

when he’s on his period arthur doesn’t really like to admit he’s cramping. if someone asks why he’s groaning in pain he just waves it off and blames it on “being old”. charles and the girls will see through it and only then will he bashfully shrug in admission. he will hesitantly take any remedies they give him and may or may not actually use them. his period definitely physically weakens him a lot more than it may the others. all of a sudden lifting a hay bale feels like trying to carry a whole bison over his shoulder, and even riding his horse feels like a huge chore. he doesn’t get grumpy but he definitely gets depressed. will become more distant and will spend time away from people until his period’s over. his sex drive can randomly spike though. you might see him wander into the woods just to turn around and see him there with rosy cheeks as he asks you if you’d like to accompany him to his tent.

(low honor) arthur feels dysphoria but nowhere near as bad as his high honor counterpart. his dysphoria comes less from his outward appearance and more from within. he speaks to townspeople with trepidation because deep down he’s on edge in fear of hearing even a little bit of hesitation in their greeting. he becomes cold when dysphoric, even with you he’ll try to drive affirming words from you, pushing you to call him mister or to tell him how handsome he looks. he wants validation even when he doesn’t realize it.

lh arthur, even in the midst of dysphoria could really care less about his tits. there’s still some underlying insecurity but overall he could whip them out whenever he wanted to and wouldn’t be bothered. he almost gets off on it to be honest. he’ll use his own breasts to his advantage if he really needs to. both arthur’s in the right mindset can also see their breasts as pecs the same way sean can. lh arthur doesn’t feel the need to bind, but it’s not something he’s never done before. if someone like dutch insists upon it for whatever reason, then fine. but in his own accord it’s not something he cares much about. 

on his period he’s honestly the exact same, except maybe a little more cocky. something about his cycle has him just a tiny bit more confident and in over his head. he’ll be more antagonistic but also flirty. he’s also a huge tease. he’ll sit on your lap and grind into you just to pull away and leave camp for like two days. surprisingly, he won’t have sex on his period, not once. before and after? hell yes. but during? no. he doesn’t know why and neither do you. 

kieran feels some dysphoria, but i think his main problem is just insecurity and anxiety. he’d shrivel up very easy at any rude comments so receiving compliments and assurance goes a very long way. he doesn’t care about his hair length, but he does much prefer having facial hair. feeling/seeing a clean-shaven face on himself can make him feel a bit dysphoric, but again he’s really just anxious about how people perceive him. he will cry if he gets misgendered in public which is why he always has some facial and other visible body hair. over time if he’s around people who support him he will feel less insecure and will slowly garner more confidence until eventually he barely ever feels dysphoria.

i think he’d have pretty big breasts, second to charles. he definitely binds and layers his clothes when he’s anywhere but with his friends or you. if he’s been with people long enough that he doesn’t feel dysphoria anymore he’ll still bind but won’t layer his clothes as much. with you there are some insecurities about not being manly enough for you, but of course that is something that eventually deteriorates over time as your relationship progresses. he most likely will never be able to walk around camp shirtless like sean, but he can loiter in your tent without a top on as long as it’s just you and him, albeit with a very red face. 

his cramps vary. either he has cycles where he’s completely cramp-free or he randomly is struck with pain so bad he needs to sit and curl up in a ball for an hour. he gets a lot of headaches that he needs to sit down for and his sex drive fluctuates a ton; he’ll be super horny for one entire day and then the next he feels absolutely nothing. also gets distant more than usual, sticking to the horses and not making much conversation, and if he does get in conversation he’s somewhat curt and almost impatient, but right when his period is over he’ll be chatting it up with everyone and acting like he usually does.

micah 100% experiences dysphoria that he pushes down like crazy, he’s the second worst to arthur. would never admit to feeling dysphoric, but you can see it in his actions, like wearing a jacket over his shirt even when the weather is warm and hot. on the outside he’s high and mighty but inside he’s going through a literal hurricane. he really doesn’t want to admit that he feels like shit and most likely never will unless you’ve been together for a while. strangely he’d feel dysphoric if his hair was longer past his shoulders, and if he notices it’s even an inch longer than he wants it to be he’ll cut it even if he ends up doing a shit job. he simultaneously feels inner distress about not having a penis but at the same time gets really cocky about having a pussy.

i can’t really decide whether micah either refuses to bind entirely just out of spite or if he’d be too scared to go out without at least some thing around his breasts. he’s not flat by any means but they’re not too big either. he’ll bind or layer up to try and conceal his breasts but if his shirt happened to get undone when at camp and someone makes a comment, a part of him wants to say fuck it and pretend like he’s not bothered and another part of him wants to tear down an entire tent and wrap it around himself. micah’s very capricious, he can be showing off his tits one minute and doubling up on shirts with a jacket on the next. micah’s another one who, overtime and with progress will feel less insecure. 

when he’s on his period you may or may not will be able to tell; he’s snappy, grumpy and mean, but also very depressed. might make a comment to someone passing by but really doesn’t have the energy to continue his taunting further even if he gets a reaction. loses motivation very quickly and gets frustrated with himself often over little things. if he’s particularly sad and angry he’ll make especially mean comments to charles or arthur out of his own projection and insecurity. if he had a cycle where he was mostly depressed and quiet, when it’s over he’ll be twice as bad as he usually is to make up for the lost time lmao. but with you he becomes oddly affectionate, not really possessive but not docile either. he’ll stick to you half the time until he gets in a mood and needs to distant himself. at the end of the day he’ll always find himself back in your tent, snuggling up to you as you sleep.

i don’t see javier experiencing much dysphoria at all unless someone deliberately misgenders him. he’s confident with himself and his identity and isn’t bothered by accidental misgendering but if someone is purposely referring to him as ‘miss’ or calling him a lady to mock him or be an asshole then javier’s confidence dwindles just a bit and he can feel dysphoric, mostly just afterwards when the heat dies down. he’s kind of able to save himself by acknowledging how pretty he is regardless if he were a man or woman, especially when both are visibly eager to chat him up at a bar. your gaze is really all he needs, the mix of hunger and love is enough to overpower any dysphoria he feels.

his chest is about the same size as micah’s. sometimes he binds and sometimes he doesn’t. he honestly might forget most of the time because he’s not too bothered with doing it. he doesn’t care who sees his tits, and if he’s feeling particularly confident he’ll dress up real nice and pop open a button or two to even accentuate them, especially if it gets your eyes and hands on him. similar to charles, javier won’t hesitate to throw a punch at anyone who wants to antagonize him for it, and if it’s someone at camp attempting to get him riled up he’s petty enough to find every excuse in the book to show off his breasts in some way. 

on his period he’s not much in the mood to talk, mainly just wanting to get chores done and get the day over with. has cramps that vary in pain but usually he’s able to power through them well enough with some mental strength and tonics. also gets physically brought down by them, so instead of doing heavy lifting chores he’ll just go fishing instead to contribute. his sex drive spikes but for the most part he loses it. unlike some of the others, it takes longer for javier to bounce back after his period’s over, but when he does he really longs for the closeness he missed prior and he will put aside an entire day or two just to spend it with you.

second section all nsfw here of how your first first time together would be like—talking about them and their body, foreplay, ideal positions, their volume, how they take dick, and what happens after

you may or may not have to be the one to initiate it. if you’re dating charles he already trusts you a lot, so having sex for the first time isn’t something he’s particularly that shy about unless you were very flirty and gave him a lot of attention. he’s not typically self-conscious, but he can get bashful if you stare too much, especially at his breasts. not a lot of pleasure derives from them but he doesn’t mind having them played with if it makes you happy. if he’s already sensitive or you’re in the middle of sex, sucking on his nipples can make him moan a bit. if you’re really into his breasts, charles will purposefully incorporate them into sex just for you. he’ll ride you either with his shirt off or undone, if he’s on his back and his hands are free he’ll squeeze and caress them, etc.. for the most part as long as you’re happy then he’s happy too. charles does get a little kick out of you staring at him because he does like feeling wanted. if you’re looking at him like a love-sick fool he’s going to end up being the more dominant one, sitting in your lap to kiss your lips and neck, being sure to leave at least one mark because he’s a bit cheeky like that. he’ll love it if you run your fingers through his hair, not to pull it or yank on it but it does make him shiver a little bit, especially when you graze his spine or the back of his neck. he’d also like it if you left a mark on him too, so it almost feels like you’ve claimed each other in a way. 

compared to some of the other boys, charles takes a bit longer to get ready. he doesn’t get as wet as fast, and if you’re spontaneously having sex (compared to having planned a night together) then he’ll need more foreplay or at least some pomade to use as lubricant. this stays true no matter how long you’ve been together. charles is often a giver, but if you decide that you want him to lay back and just enjoy it then he will be happy to do so as long as you give him a chance to return any favors. he likes being fingered, and fingering him while you eat him out is the quickest way to get him soaking and ready for you. he’ll want to go down on you too, just because he likes (and is good at) doing it. he might accidentally make you cum though so it can be best to do that first. and charles recovers fast, if you make him cum once or twice it doesn’t sway him, he’ll still be able to take you just fine.

he takes it slow and steady. if you’re inexperienced then he’ll ride you and do the work. he tries not to let his desire accidentally soil your first time together, making sure that he rocks his hips at a consistent leisurely pace. if you’re experienced or you just want to be on top of him then charles will let you take the reins, he’s not picky at all how you’re positioned in general. he’ll keep his hands either on your shoulders or settled on your back. with charles there isn’t a lot of switching places mid-sex, however if he’s riding you and he cums first, you can gently flip him onto his back. he’ll buck his hips up into yours until you’re close before sweetly reminding you to pull out because it’s easy to forget when you’re inside him. even though charles isn’t picky about your positions, he does like to be physically close or pressed against you, favoring to feel your skin against his. there’s a lot of touching and squeezing and kissing, mostly from him. he won’t take it to heart if you can’t focus on anything but his pussy to be honest. 

doesn’t matter if you’re at a hotel or at camp, charles is pretty quiet. if you’re in missionary and in control of the pace, he’s a little louder, at least moaning loud enough for only you to hear if you thrust into him just right. when he gets near orgasm is when his volume picks up. he’ll go quiet for a second before letting out a shaky moan as he cums. if you’re loud, he might prefer riding you so that he can easily control your volume and/or shush you with his hand. it won’t embarrass him if someone were to overhear, he mostly favors the quietness for the sake of others especially for people back at camp. charles can also be a little louder depending on how many times he’s already orgasmed. each orgasm takes longer and longer to build up, so with the added overstimulation it can make him moan as long as you’re fast and deep with your thrusts.

charles is great at taking dick, honestly takes it the easiest out of everyone here despite him needing more preparation. doesn’t matter how big or thick you are, you’ll slide in nice and easy. he might need a second to adjust but he’s ready to go the minute you bottom out. charles’ pussy is a bit more creamy than it is actually slick, but he can take you at any speed just fine. his hips are wide and he’ll like it if you grab onto them as you fuck into him. he’s good at keeping his legs wide open and spread too so you won’t have to worry about accidentally cumming inside of him. his pussy is also very good at gripping you so you might need to pull out a little earlier than you’d think. charles needs clitoral stimulation to cum, so it works anyway. pull out and finish him with your tongue and fingers then cum on his stomach. he’s not picky where your cum goes, and if it’s on him then that just means you both can have a dip in the lake later. 

charles doesn’t need a lot of time to recuperate after he cums. he’s immediately relaxed and definitely very pleased. he’s not all that sensitive, so if you haven’t cum yet he’ll gladly let you keep fucking him to reach your peak. he won’t hesitate to help you in other ways, whether it’s jerking you off or using his mouth, he’ll do whatever it takes (within reason) to make you cum because he wants sex to be satisfying for the both of you. you’re both making love, and even though it doesn’t have to be ‘romantic’ he still wants it to be fun and sweet. and if you for whatever reason can’t cum, he doesn’t take any offense at all, and he’ll even really love the challenge. again, charles has a lot of energy. if you want to go for a second round? he’s up for it. maybe even a third, if you can handle him. he’s also totally up for sex while you’re cleaning up and bathing.

sean doesn’t care how long you’ve been together, he wants you to fuck him. if you’re not already dating, it’ll be a breeze for him. however if you’ve been together for a while, surprisingly sean might be just a little bit shy. this would be real for him; you’d be making love, really, not just fucking. you’d have to get him to slow down, stop him from tearing his shirt off and getting your pants undone before you’ve undressed everything else. feel him up over his clothes, he’ll like feeling you press your palms against his nipples. kiss him on his lips, his face, his neck chest hands whatever. his face will light up and get hot, and once you’ve undone the buttons on his shirt to reveal his chest he’ll be squirming telling you to get on with it already. because it’s sean we’re talking about he’ll want to jump the gun, so just take it slow and ignore his squabbling. the slower you take it the better it is for him, he just doesn’t want to admit it, but it is a very satisfying result once you actually jump into things. 

sean’s a greedy boy, he’ll gladly lay back and have you do all the work. he’ll wrap his legs around your head as you eat him out and he’ll beg for you to slip a finger or two (or three) in alongside your tongue. he gets wet very fast over almost everything you do, so you won’t have to worry too much about preparing him. tell him to get on his knees and he’ll do it in a heartbeat; sean gets a little bit in over his head so he’ll suck you off but you’ll have to grab his hands so he doesn’t touch himself. most likely he’ll cum once or twice (probably by accident) before you actually have sex. but just give him a minute and he’ll be ready to go in no time. he’s the opposite of charles, once he gets an orgasm in him the others cum in like clockwork. he likes foreplay but he likes sex better. he does secretly like having you be in control of his orgasms though, and he’ll be a lot wetter (and noisier) if you hold him back from cumming before you’re in him. 

he’s not gonna care what position you put him in. automatically he’s on his back with his legs open, but if you want to flip him onto his side or his back then he’s completely on board with that too. being able to see your face gets him going. if you want him to ride you he might whine a little about it but the minute he’s sitting on your dick he shuts up real fast. he’s sporadic and all over the place, so if you’re into that then you’ll love having him in your lap, though he’ll try to rush things and he’ll 100% forget to get off your lap before you cum but thankfully he’s light and easy to push off lmao. if you take him in missionary you’ll have to be careful because sean’s a leg locker, it’s the only position with him where you’ll actually struggle to pull out. he genuinely does it by accident because his head just gets so hazy and even if he hasn’t cum yet he’s going to be very fucked out. he just wants more and more of you, so naturally he keeps you locked in place. you genuinely might accidentally get him pregnant, so it’d probably be best to have him on his stomach a few minutes before you finish. 

yeahhh, sean’s a little noisy. for some reason he just can’t contain himself. he moans with every thrust and whines with every drag, and even when you’ve stopped he’ll just be talking. the only way to make him be quiet aside from stuffing something in his mouth is to fuck him so fast that his voice gets caught in his throat. when he cums he’ll let out a long and loud moan but at least for the most part he’s quiet. it’s better to rent out a room with sean, at camp he already gets enough flack from everyone. not that sean wouldn’t love to rub it in people’s faces, but for everyone’s sake it’s just a better option. this is also why it’s a good thing to put him on his stomach so that the bedding muffles him. it’s not perfect but at least it’s something. overtime you might be able to train him to be a little less noisy. 

sean’s not the worst at taking dick. he tenses up a little too much sometimes, and with his overzealous personality he often bites off more than he can chew. he’s very tight, but he gets soaked rather quickly. he takes dick the best on his stomach or in your lap. he’s messy, so he’ll just be rutting his hips into yours inconsistently. preferably you’re the one to take control, either bouncing him in your lap or pulling him back to meet your hips. he’s sloppy on his back but if you’re on a comfortable hotel bed he likes it when you press him down flat against it, keeping his arms and legs down or even just one leg thrown around your hips and one pressed down. sean can cum with or without clitoral stimulation but during sex he gets forgetful so you’ll have to be the one to rub his clit. clitoral stimulation does also drain his energy a lot more, so he’ll recuperate less quicker and become much more sensitive. 

afterwards sean is a total wreck. he simultaneously is bouncing off the walls but is also ready to pass out. he likes to act dramatic, like you’ve wrecked him so hard that he couldn’t possibly do any chores for the next week.. (he wants you to offer to do them for him.) he likes being kissed after, it makes him feel all giddy and loved. he’s very ticklish, so honestly tickling him a little after sex really isn’t that bad of a way to get him tired since sean doesn’t know when to stop, he might end up trying to rile you up for another round or two. if you don’t take his bait, he’ll curl up in your arms and he’ll be totally conked out for the rest of the day/night. just be sure not to kiss his neck too much or else he’ll really start bugging you to go again. and he’s a heavy sleeper, so once he’s passed out you can clean him up a little and he’ll be none the wiser.

oh arthur. you’ll need to initiate. (high honor) arthur gets so embarrassed just having you kiss him, wanting to make love to him is a huge step. he’s not against it and he knows you’ll treat him right, but his own insecurities seep through that you’ll have to snuff out. he’ll be the shyest you’ve ever seen him, and depending on how you ease him into it he may or may not keep his shirt on. kiss him all over and give special attention to his neck. he gets red and bruises easily but it riles him up and gets him shivering at every touch. gently touch him over his clothes and slowly trail your hand under his shirt to squeeze his waist. give him lots of verbal praise, arthur will gain his confidence soon. once he does, he’ll guide your hand where he wants you to touch him. if he takes his shirt off, kiss his chest. his nipples are sensitive, so sucking on them gently will get him wet embarrassingly fast. he has performance anxiety, so you’ll have to take a domineering role until his worries settle (they never truly go away but they can be pushed aside). he is very sensitive altogether, emotionally and physically. his heart is constantly racing, both out of good and bad anxiety. once you get into a rhythm, he’s less scared, and if you can get his brain to turn off then he’ll be laying back and soaking in all the love and attention you give him. 

arthur’s not too sure what to do with himself, so you’ll need to take the reins. trail kisses from his lips to his stomach, and then to his heat. before taking off his jeans, grind yourself against him. he’ll look up at you with a sickeningly sweet expression until you slowly undress him. then you can drag your thumb across his folds before circling his clit. he’ll buck up, but he’ll let you carefully hold him down. kiss him, and when he feels wet enough, slide a finger into his heat. arthur will be blushing like crazy, probably even call you dirty for doing this, but make sure that you tell him how handsome he is so that he doesn’t get too in his head. he’ll enjoy any way you touch him, but most of all arthur loves to hear you tell him how handsome and strong he looks. whisper in his ear how well he takes your fingers and he’ll twitch and groan. his cunt tightens around you like a vice, mention it and he might just cum on the spot. foreplay will be a big part of sex for him. feeling how hard you are through your jeans just from kissing and licking him surprisingly gets him going. if you go too slow he might make a joke to hurry you up, but really his heart is swelling at your care and attention.

for your first time together arthur’s gonna be somewhat self-conscious, naturally. he’ll want to be on his back where he can move around as he pleases but still have you doing the work. in the future this changes but for now he wants you to be in control. arthur’s good at staying still, very obedient. you most likely won’t be switching places, unless arthur cums first. if arthur cums before you do he gains a newfound confidence and insists on riding you to bring you to orgasm. this is how arthur’s anxiety quells, when he knows that what he’ll do will be good and pleasurable. when his touch makes your cock twitch inside him and every kiss makes your hips jolt into his he soon starts to understand the power he has. it’s a bit dangerous honestly, but arthur uses it well. arthur wants you two to be physically close, mostly so that he can hide his face in your neck when he gets too shy, but also being held pressed against you because you crave to feel and have more of him is a reminder that he’s loved and that you truly do want him.

arthur tries very hard to be quiet, mostly just letting out low groans or shaky breaths and huffs. He sometimes puts his hand over his mouth to muffle himself if he’s moaning however if you’re not at camp he’ll reluctantly keep his hands over his head to let you hear him if you ask. he’ll be red in the face the entire time but at least you can hear the little moans he lets out when your cock drags along his walls. though arthur isn’t that loud, he does get very wet and slick; unless you’re having slow drawn out sex, things can get noisy very quickly. hearing his own pussy can make him shy, however it does bring him to orgasm faster. he finds it embarrassing, but if you love it he just gets so red and he can’t help but tighten around you if you tell him just how much you love it. if you’re vocal, whispering in his ear or groaning at how he feels it has him reeling. he wants to shush you, but he can’t help that it really does him going. arthur also can have kind of a dirty mouth by complete accident. like he’ll be so into it he might let it slip that he’s been thinking about this for ages and his face just gets so hot that you can literally feel it when he hides it in your shoulder. 

arthur struggles at first taking your dick. he tenses up so you’ll have to soothe him, caressing his thighs and hips. he’s tight, but once you’ve bottomed out his pussy has your dick in a chokehold. he loves resting his heels on the small of your back and pulling you into him. he wraps his arms around your shoulders so you can tease him by all of a sudden stopping and he’ll desperately keep fucking up into you to keep taking your dick. after some time of course he stops tensing up, and in no time sex is smooth sailing. he’s the second best at taking dick overall. and he does know how to ride, his hips aren’t just for show. it’s shocking how worried he was about his performance when he literally can make you lightheaded just from the way he bucks his hips. like before, he doesn’t realize the kind of ability he holds until later. but once he gets the hang of it you’re really going to be in trouble.

arthur is most likely going to be pretty tuckered out. all the anxiety building up and then being overwhelmed by so much love and pleasure, it tires him out real fast so there won’t be a spontaneous second round after your first time with arthur. he might be a little blissed out so you’ll have to help clean him up or wrap a blanket around him. he’ll let out a big sigh before rolling over and letting you wrap your arms around him. hold him close because truthfully he’ll be a little scared of you leaving. kiss him and don’t forget to tell him how good he did, arthur loves it. he’ll try to shoo you away if you get too lovey-dovey but he loves and appreciates it so much. internally he doesn’t always believe the praise you throw at him, but still his heart picks up speed and he may even cry a little bit, just don’t mention it. 

(low honor) arthur’s all confidence. if he doesn’t get to bed you within the first week of meeting you then success! you’ve tamed him, somewhat. he’s very seductive and knows exactly what to do with his body and how to twist his words. he’ll try to tease you by stripping slowly and grinding into you until you get impatient. you might have to wrangle him a bit just to get him to stop teasing but it’s entirely in his nature. he brings your hands to touch him, making you grab his tits or connecting your hips together. when he kisses you he’ll bite your lip before having you say out loud that you want to fuck him. he likes getting you frazzled, so if you’re unlucky he might end up pulling himself away entirely to get you riled up until you chase after him. he also will definitely mark you up, making sure at least one is visible for everyone to see. he’ll keep his favorite ones in places where only he can see and access them.

foreplay with lh arthur is slow. either he’s teasing your dick, dragging his tongue up and down it and suckling on the tip or you’re eating him out as he tells you how to touch yourself through your clothes. he’ll make you edge yourself as you finish him off with your tongue, promising that he’ll make it up to you. lh arthur likes spreading himself open with his fingers, inserting three right away, not to stretch himself out but just to show you how much he can take. he won’t want to get prepped too much because he likes the burn of your cock splitting him open. however he’ll shove your dick down his throat and make you cum once or twice in record time so once you fuck him it’s almost painful. if you’re really too sensitive, surprisingly he will give you a break and not overstimulate you, even though he really wants to. instead he’ll let you overstimulate him, although with lh arthur it’s not exactly painful. 

he’ll let you have some control before taking over. he likes riding you, first letting you lay him down and slowly fuck him until he sits up and starts kissing you. the way he kisses makes you feel hypnotized, and once you stop fucking him out of forgetfulness is when he’ll push you onto your back and ride you. he also likes sitting on something, a crate or bedside cabinet maybe so that he can pull you close into him with his legs and keep you trapped there. he’ll just tease you if you start worrying about pulling out. he’s also a leg locker, except he does it on purpose, so he wants a position where he can keep you in place easily. if you can’t afford the risk then he’ll let you pull out as long as you promise someday you’ll cum in him like he really wants. 

naturally he’s not actually that loud except for groans and huffs and dirty talking, but he sometimes likes to raise his volume deliberately so that someone overhears. lh arthur isn’t shy, he’ll take any excuse to kill two birds with one stone by teasing you and also letting people know he’s getting fucked by you. if you try to shush him he’ll laugh saying it’s your fault for fucking him so well but you both know he’s full of shit. if you’re in a hotel he doesn’t feel the need to raise his volume unless the law was near, the risk of getting caught turns him on like crazy. the best option would be to have sex camping out in the woods where he doesn’t feel the need to show you off and he can (reluctantly) be kind of normal for once, although he’ll still give you condescending praise just to get you riled. also know that if you can really fuck him just right he’ll let out a completely real and sweet moan that is reserved only for you. he tries to ignore how it makes you twitch inside of him even more so than when he plays it up.

he takes dick like an absolute champ. truthfully, out of everyone lh arthur is the most experienced due to his fearlessness and thrill-seeking personality. i can see him honest to god pretending that he’s a virgin at first just to see the look on your face when you momentarily believe him. again, lh arthur isn’t shy. he’s not as tight or wet, but he knows how to grip his cunt around you and how to work his hips. he’ll make you lightheaded the second you’re bottomed out. he loves making you feel so good that you’d want to stay inside him forever even when it hurts. he’ll want you to cum in him because he loves being filled with your spend and telling people about it. and he’s got a lot of energy, he doesn’t get as sensitive; you’ll end up clocking out waaay before he’s even close to being tired. he’ll feign desperation, pleading you to give him just one more. he won’t push you if you say no, but if you fall for it and humor him it most likely won’t just be “one more”. he has a high sex drive, and his loyalty to you also means you’re the one who has to help satiate him.

afterwards, depending on the events prior he either will be tired enough to sleep/give himself a break or he won’t be anywhere near done. you’ll have to have a lot of stamina to keep up with lh arthur, and even more mental strength just to handle what he dishes out. he’s a little restless, so if you’re tuckered out and ready to hit the hay he might end up leaving you for the time being to go hunting or robbing folk. if you can really manage to strike his heart, he’ll lay down with you and at least stay with you until you fall asleep. he’ll have a hand on you the whole time, and his staring may come off as a bit weird at first but internally he’s going through a lot of different thoughts and feelings. you may or may not hear him whispering into your skin as you drift off to sleep. you’d have to be real special to tame this arthur morgan. 

kieran’s going to want it sweet and romantic. having sex with him will always be intimate and full of love, especially for your first time. he’s completely head over heels and at your mercy. take it slow, but not too slow or else he gets squirmy and (at least at first) he’ll be a little too shy to tell you to pick up the speed. kieran likes having your hands on him, rubbing circles into his hips, holding his hands or squeezing his breasts. he wants to hide away and be shy, but at the same time he wants to be brave and give you himself completely, so undress him with care. he’ll get embarrassed about it but praising him and telling him how pretty he looks makes him preen in delight. he’s very sensitive, shivering when your breath lightly grazes his skin. blow on his nipples and they’ll perk up real quick. he likes having his chest squeezed and fondled, even if he can’t bear to look at you when you do it. his face gets red and warm, and even with everything his favorite thing is feeling you kiss him. 

foreplay is huge for kieran, especially for your first time making love. start with kissing him and holding him in your arms until he feels comfortable enough to move things forward himself. kiss his neck and ask him how he’s feeling, and if he’s feeling confident then take off your shirt and help take off his. kieran loves feeling your skin against his and it makes his heart flutter when you pull him flush against you. when you get into it he’ll like sitting down with his back against your chest as you pull his slacks off before having him spread his legs. he’ll squirm as you gently open him up with your fingers. they’ll glide between his folds with ease due to how wet he is. his legs will try to close automatically, but with the combination of kisses being placed on his neck and your fingers stretching him he gets so flustered he can’t think straight enough to be self-conscious anymore. he also likes dry-humping as foreplay, it makes him feel less insecure and it feels good to have your hardened dick against his heat. it gets him desperate, so you may actually hear him beg for you in your ear. 

kieran likes having his hands above his head, even though it makes him feel extremely vulnerable. he trusts you, though, and truthfully he enjoys how exposed he is. when he sees you gazing down at him with so much love and affection it makes him want to cry, which he does. hold his hands in yours as you fuck him, keeping him close. he’ll wrap his legs and arms around you in seek of warmth and comfort. he wants to be in a position where you can easily kiss his lips. kieran wants to feel loved and needs to be reassured. kiss his tears away and remind him of how much he means to you. then fuck him till he can barely move so you can pamper him and give him even more attention. and before he cums, lift one of his legs up and he’ll tighten around you so hard it’ll make you dizzy. he also loves feeling your hands gripping his waist or pressed against his stomach as you take him. 

kieran’s somewhat loud, somewhat quiet. he doesn’t realize he’s loud but he is. he’s more talkative, rambling about how good you feel. he’s actually got a pretty dirty mouth, but only far during sex when he can’t completely think straight because afterwards he’s totally embarrassed about it. if he’s not talking then he’s whining and moaning with your name slipping out occasionally. kieran feels comfortable with you, but having sex in a room rented out or somewhere far from camp will calm him much easier. it also means he can be as loud as he wants and doesn’t have to hold back without someone getting on his case about it. kieran would really enjoy a partner who’s talkative, someone who can whisper in his ear and talk dirty to him. it gets him soaking, which also makes actually fucking him loud too. he’ll get embarrassed hearing his own pussy squelching around your cock but it still drives him crazy. keep his legs down spread open and it makes him moan up a storm.

kieran takes dick well. at first he can be a little tense, but it’s mostly just nerves. he wants to perform well for you and wants to make you feel just as good as you make him feel. once the nerves have dissipated and he’s completely calm and in the moment his cunt suddenly grips you with fervor. he’s both tight and also not at the same time, but your dick glides into him so smoothly. his pussy practically sucks you in and his legs locking around your waist makes it difficult to resist fucking him deep. kieran’s another one you have to be careful with, once he’s in the headspace he can’t think straight for himself. he’ll want you to cum in him, and if you’re not quick enough to react to him keeping you in place deep inside him then you’re gonna have a pregnant kieran on your hands very quickly. 

afterwards kieran may or may not be knocked out. he’s a sweet crybaby, so after he might tear up again. he loves you so much, and he’ll tell you that a million times until he’s too sleepy to get any words out. kieran will get sad if you get up and leave to wash up, grabbing onto your wrist or an article of clothing you’re wearing so that you’ll stay with him and hold him. he wants to be wrapped up in your arms, feeling your skin against his. if you’ve got blankets, he wants to be boxed in your warmth. right after sex kieran doesn’t care about the mess, he just wants to snuggle up with you and sleep. he’ll be too overwhelmed for another round, but the next morning he’s going to want a bath and he’ll be happy to let you help bathe him. after too, it’ll be all he thinks about for days, so most likely the next time you have sex it’ll be him shyly requesting it.

micah’s another one who bites off more than he can chew. he’ll act all confident saying he’s not scared of nothin’ until the situation actually dawns on him and all of a sudden he’s trying to hide his face behind his hair or hat. he’s self-conscious and even when you’ve been together for a while he’ll keep his shirt on. your first time together is most likely not full sex, but instead just getting him off to help him adjust to an intimate setting. when you do have penetrative sex he’s shaking. you need to be slow with micah because this isn’t something he’s used to, but once you’re further into it and you’ve convinced him to just lay down and turn off his brain then he’s better about it and manages to relax and just take the pleasure you’re giving him. may or may not even cry too, but because he’s never felt truly loved before not because he’s in pain. he’s scared sex will make him feel like a woman, but with enough confirmation from you he loosens up and for the most part the fear and thoughts subside. of course in the future he’s less anxious, but for a new setting it’s absolutely terrifying to him. he won’t be very vocal, so you’ll kind of have to observe him and figure out what he’s okay with, where squeezing him is uncomfortable and where it feels good. he flushes at kisses really easily, and giving lots of those will make him huffy. he wants to push you away so badly but inevitably he loves it. 

he’ll want to skip the foreplay first, half out of embarrassment and half out of thinking foreplay isn’t ‘manly’ enough to him. however once you convince him to let you do your thing and you’ve got your mouth on him he’s like putty. being eaten out is a luxury he surprisingly loves to indulge in. sucking on his clit has him almost wailing, he might actually need to put a pillow over his face to muffle and ground himself. once you have your fingers in him he’ll be convulsing around them and he won’t even notice that he’s grinding back onto them. he can get fussy, telling you to hurry up and ‘get it over with’ but his mouth will shut the second you spread his legs any wider. micah likes getting his pussy slapped, and even if you feel it’s a little too rough for a first time, he’ll genuinely fold beneath you at the feeling of your hand or cock slapping against his clit. he may or may not suck your dick if he’s feeling confident enough to, most likely he’ll give you a hand job if you feel it’ll settle his nerves. he’s intimidated of course but with time he gets his own rhythm going and ends up being pretty amazing at it. 

at first he’ll probably want to be on his stomach where he can’t see your face and vice versa. but if he was the one to initiate, he’ll try to ride you as a spur of the moment thing until he’s actually hovering over your dick and realizes he doesn’t know what to do and he turns bashful. his face gets red very easily so he’d instinctively want to hide it. he’ll groan everytime you pull him into a kiss, and his eyes get a little glossy when he hears you whisper into his neck as you nip and suck on it. micah shivers every time your hands move his hair out of the way, and feeling you grip it when you fuck him from the back makes his heart swell and his cunt throb. being on his stomach also means he can muffle his moans, but if anyone overhears him anyway at least he can say he’s having better sex then they are. if you take him on his back, expect him to keep his head down the whole time. he won’t say it but he’ll love it if you move down closer to him where he can put his face in your shoulder and also wrap himself around you. his head will end up falling back when he’s close but at that point he can’t think straight enough to care. 

micah isn’t that loud no matter where you’re having sex. he’ll huff and puff a lot and he’ll sound like he’s out of breath almost every second you’re fucking. he does moan, but he tries to hide it. usually it’s when his clit is being stimulated, he’ll start with a groan but when you’re thrusting into him and circling his clit at the same time his back will arch and moans will eventually spill out of him. he’s the loudest when he’s cumming when your cock is as deep in him as it can get and you’re palming at his clit in sync with your thrusts he’ll moan as he gushes onto your cock before going limp and only letting out heavy breaths and incoherent mumbling. it is possible to get him real loud if you’re continuously fucking him and hitting a specific spot without stopping then if he doesn’t choke on his breath you can manage to rack out some real moans from him. over time as your relationship progresses and he gets more confident/comfortable something in his brain will switch off and you’ll find that he starts letting out soft moans just from kissing his neck or squeezing his hips. he doesn’t talk much during sex, at least not for your first time. he may say something to provoke you into fucking him rougher but besides that he doesn’t trust himself to speak without stuttering or moaning. he’d secretly love a loud partner though, either someone who groans in his ear because he’s making you feel that good, or someone who talks a lot since he gets off on dirty talk. 

micah is of course another boy who gets real tense the first time he takes your dick. it frustrates him because he wants to appear fearless, but in reality it’s a new intrusion for his body and he fears the vulnerability that comes with it. it helps to soothe him not with words but with actions, thumbing circles into his hips and thighs or kissing him all over his face and neck and chest; really anything to distract him from the imposing length sliding into him between his legs. he’ll be gripping your arm or back, literally digging his nails into your skin as he adjusts to your size, but once you’ve bottomed out he goes still for a second as his brain attempts to catch up with everything. he’ll be tight around your cock until you start fucking him open, and then he’ll be an almost perfect fit, only tightening around you when you try to pull out to slam back into him. slow your thrusts down and micah will fuck himself back onto your cock. once he has you there’s no going back, he’ll reach back and grab your legs if you try stopping. micah’s another one who wants your cum in him but he won’t be bothered by you pulling out so long as you cum on his ass or back. he’s also like hh arthur where he overtime starts to understand the power he holds with just his pussy, and if you thought micah was bad already then you don’t even know the half of it.

after he’ll be really overwhelmed, though he won’t admit it. if you ask how he’s feeling he’ll say something kind of like “could be worse” or “just fine” but in reality he’s blissed the hell out. his heart is racing but if you point it out he’ll blame it on the adrenaline and blind lust. micah’s kind of like a once abandoned and malnourished kitten that’s being fed and given a new home. he’s stubborn but helplessly putting himself in your hands. he can’t completely believe that you love him, at least not entirely but nonetheless he can’t deny (even though he wants to) that it feels good to be held in your arms so he’ll ‘let’ you gently push his head down to rest on your chest. he’ll shoo your hand away if you try to clean him up. micah also won’t be up for a second round, he’ll be too sensitive. he takes a while to recuperate after an orgasm, both physically and mentally (even after just a single round his pussy gets all puffy and tender) but there is a chance that the next morning (if he hasn’t run off somewhere for a job) he’ll want to go again, however you’ll have to actually figure that out yourself because no way in hell is he going to actually tell you with his words. 

with javier your first time together will more likely than not be in a hotel room that he rented out after a well-paying job. javier knows he’s pretty, he’ll make sure he’s sitting up straight so that you get a good view of his body as it’s complemented by glossy damask and dim lighting. his hair will be down, freshly washed and brushed. he smells of stolen cologne, and when you put his hand to your lips to kiss it you can smell a small spritz of perfume. he’s a swift romantic, holding onto either side of your face as you kiss, beckoning you to run your hands through his hair and down his body. he’ll scold you with a smile if he feels you getting too handsy, but it’s just an excuse so that he can press your hands down against the silk sheets and let him have his way. javier will rock into your clothed hips and then act like you’ve done something perverse when he feels you hardening against him. he’ll undress after making sure you’re staying still, slowly undoing each button with grace until his shirt falls from his shoulders and is pushed onto the floor. javier will love it if you’re impatient because then he can watch you writhe beneath him as he just barely gives you enough touch to keep you painfully hard. he’ll also give you a mark or two on your neck, half because he loves giving you any kind of touch and half because he wants people to know that you’re together (as if they don’t already know). 

he’ll make you cum first, to your surprise. he jerks you off, slowly, to make you think he’s just trying to get you hard. but your mistake will be telling him you’re close, because he’ll just jerk you off faster until you cum on his hand. why does he do this? just to torture you, most likely. maybe he ‘cleans’ your dick, taking you completely down his throat until you cum again, and then he’ll get on his back and spread his legs to circle and slap his clit, taunting you in a mixture of spanish and english. he wants you desperate, he wants to see the look on your face when your cock enters him and how even when you’re so sensitive that it hurts you’ll still fuck him. he’ll push you away if you try putting your mouth on him, teasing you about ‘being in a rush’. he’ll arch his back and spread his folds to show off his glistening cunt. javier is patient, and even more sadistic. he wants you pleading and throbbing for him.

javier isn’t picky about positions, but he’ll definitely want to see your face for your first time together. he’ll ride you and it’ll be both the best and worst experience of your life. he’s good with his hips, but he’s a little bit too good. he knows how to make you feel good and he knows far too well how to get you to the brink of insanity. he goes slow first to figure out his rhythm and he’ll mentally note every reaction you make to what he does just so he can use it against you. he’ll bounce in your lap before slowing to a grind, being sure to take you as deep as he can. he wants to know what makes you twitch and groan and throb and what words make your hips jump into his, and the best way to do that is when he has full control, if you let him have it. take him onto his back and he’ll still do the same except now he has to take everything you dish out, which he can and will. javier will suddenly lift himself off your dick just to watch how your body seeks him out, because no matter what with a pussy like his he will always be the one in control. 

javier can be as loud as he can be quiet. he’s another talkative one where he’ll mostly be trying to get you worked up with condescending praise or whatever he figures out gets you hot and bothered when he whispers it in your ear. he’s at his loudest if you turn the tables on him and get him on his back, preferably after he’s already cum once, then he’ll be extra sensitive but with how much more you’ll need to fuck him to get him close again he won’t be able to hold back. he might exaggerate his moans just a little bit as a way to tease you, especially if he knows there may be someone who will hear it but overall your first time together he isn’t going to be as loud as you may expect however a second round can reveal a different side of javier. if you manage to dominate him then he really has no other choice but to moan about it. give him slow or quick deep thrusts as you circle his clit and he’ll have to bite his lip to quiet him. 

of course he takes dick amazingly well. he doesn’t get wet as quick as some of the others mentioned in this list but that doesn’t matter when the foreplay goes on for so long. his pussy isn’t that slick but it is tight. he knows when to grip around you so that you’re reeling at every roll of his hips, which is why he prefers to ride you because he loves to drive you crazy. and since javier’s a very patient man, he’s not afraid to literally hop off your dick if you’re getting too close to orgasm for his taste. he knows he’s a good fuck and he wants to prolong it as long as he can without driving himself crazy since he does need clitoral stimulation to cum. javier’s a master at controlling your orgasm as well as his own and he’s fully prepared to keep you on the edge until you can���t take it anymore and have to flip him over so you can pound him, which he’ll appreciate the excuse to get back at you tenfold. it’s a dangerous game with javier, and if you manage to find the time to spend nights and days with him it can get a little addicting. 

afterwards you’ll share a bath, where you will both wash up and also have, more likely than not, another round unless you’re really tuckered out. he likes feeling your skin against his when he helps wash you and when you wash him. move his hair out of the way to kiss his shoulder or neck and he’ll let out a pleased hum before resting back in your arms for a while. maybe even suck a spot into his skin so you can match, the thought of others seeing the evidence of your long night together will do things to him. he’ll be less talkative but still making conversation just to fill the silence, mostly teasing you about your earlier actions. when in bed it takes a while for javier to fall asleep. sex energizes him more than it makes him tired unless it was particularly arduous, but he’ll drift off with you easily if you rub circles into his skin and softly kiss him or talk to him in a hushed voice. if you end up being in the mood, he’ll definitely want to have another go in the morning as long as there’s time for him to get another bath afterwards. 

might make a second part for this to talk about more general things. this is my first time writing for sean javier and micah so i hope it's not terrible lmao. was thinking about writing for john but i might have to have some practice. if i add him here ill make a post but i wanted to get this out because i've had this in the works for so long.

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imagine charles with some sort of predator/prey kink

gn sub reader and dom charles. not proofread since this is so short

you're walking through a thick forest, your heart races knowing there's a pair of hungry eyes on you. even though you can't see him, charles is walking not too far behind you, watching your every movement. you're clumsy, cringing at the sound of twigs and leaves crunching beneath your shoes while charles walks with calculated strides. his advantageous knowledge of the woods is frustrating, but arousing.

taking a glance behind you, you're met with nothing but trees and darkness. you feel hot in your clothes as you continue making your way through the woods. suddenly a stick snaps somewhere behind you, far to your left. your head turns immediately, but again you're met with foliage. it was deliberate, you think. charles wouldn't make a damn sound unless he wanted you to hear it. you quicken your pace, weaving through trees in attempt at losing him. hearing footsteps behind you causes you to speed up, your brisk jogging turning into a sprint.

you stop after some time, swinging your body in front of a tree and leaning yourself against the trunk to help catch your breath. you try to stiffen it as much as you can, knowing charles couldn't be too far. you hang your head, placing a hand over your mouth, and now that you're no longer mobile you can feel the pulsing ache in your groin.

you push yourself off the tree, about to go on the move again until you hear what sounds like something dropping to the ground. the very second you turn around you're pushed onto your back with charles looking down at you. he looks like a cat who just caught a mouse with his entire weight pressed against you and his eyes widened with a powerful focus only he could ever achieve. you feel dizzy with arousal, only now realizing that the sound you heard was his belt falling onto the floor, and with a silent exchange you both know for a fact this will not be the last time you do something like this ever again.

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afab!charles smith x top male reader

note: no pronouns for reader but written with a male in mind. half proofread. still have to get used to writing dialogue for rdr characters but hopefully i did all right. (charles is somewhat of a silent lover in my mind anyway). kind of rushed because i meant to end it earlier but didnt so. ignore any plot contrivances lmao

charles is gentle, drawing out your kisses and holding your face in his hands. they're rough from years of hard work yet his touch feels like silk. a thumb rests at your lip, opening your mouth just a little wider to allow him to deepen the kiss. your hands move from his waist to his hips, feeling the skin beneath his clothes. you smile and reach up to squeeze his chest. he pulls away and chuckles, moving your head slightly to the side to place kisses on your neck. he's never been the possessive type, but his teeth graze your skin as he sucks on the spot where your neck and shoulder meet. your hand at his hip begins to roam, making sure your finger tips just barely brush against him. a small gasp escapes him as your hand on his chest tweaks a nipple. you roll it under your thumb, giving it one last gentle pinch before you signal him to move away to lift up his shirt.

you're alone together in the woods, temporarily camping out at a nice, enclosed little spot charles had found on a previous solo hunt. it was around midnight when you had arrived, but now you've lost track of time—you always do when you're with him.

you trail your lips across his bare chest, your hot breath tickling him. charles leans in, letting you catch one of his nipples between your teeth before suckling on it. he shivers and it makes you laugh, letting go of his shirt and having it fall over you and allowing you to be boxed within the warm heat coming from his body. he lets out a faint moan as your tongue moves in circles, causing him to grab at your biceps from the sudden wave of pleasure.

you move out from under his shirt, the cool night air suddenly striking your skin. charles is visibly embarrassed, still not completely used to the way you make him feel. you kiss him again and this time you lead him to sit down on the ground with you, the both of you dropping to your knees before you gently push him down onto his back. he intuitively spreads his legs, allowing you to undress him completely. his shirt you only unbutton, moving it out of the way to reveal his perky chest under the moonlight.

"it's embarrassing when you stare," he says, but he makes no move to hide his body from you. he only lays down, tilting his head to look up at you. his chest rises and falls at a brisk pace.

"i'm sorry, my love," with a coy smile on your face you take hold of his thighs as if asking for an invitation. "could i make it up to you?"

the gesture makes his heart jump, letting out a stubborn huff and an audible mumbled affirmation under his breath. his hands twitch at his sides as he watches you adjust your kneeled position and dive between his legs.

you start by gently blowing, already feeling charles shake under your touch. your lips are on him, sucking his clit and swiping your tongue between his folds. you try to take it slow for charles' sake, but the sight of his juices trickling from his twitching hole has you forgetful. your tongue suddenly being stuffed inside of him has charles' legs locking around your head, his strong thighs serving as a way to help ground you while you get lost in the taste of his now puffy pussy.

from above you he breathes out, "don't stop," so you stop. when you look up you see his arms are above his head draped over his splayed-out hair, probably wishing you were holding him down. the sight makes you smile. charles catches your gaze and turns his head to the side, hiding his face in his arm.

"i thought you were making it up to me?" his tone is playful as he fails to close his legs, your body still settled between them and blocking their way.

"i will, i will.." you undo your pants, taking yourself out. you prop charles so his lower half is settled on your thighs and then taking his hands in yours you pull him up to hover above you. without question he lowers himself onto your cock, slowly taking you in inch by inch, sighing with content when you're fully inside him.

he takes a minute to adjust, resting his forehead against yours as he forces his eyelids open. you watch as charles unbuttons your shirt and traces your collarbone, dragging his finger across the mark he left on you earlier. his hips move on their own in attempt to fulfill his inner desire, causing his mouth to fall open in a silent plea for more.

he looks gorgeous as he uses your thighs as leverage to lift himself up and down on your cock. you suddenly buck your hips in tandem with his own, ripping a low moan from his throat. his breaths stutter with every drop, his composure rapidly swindling before your very eyes.

charles is almost ashamed at how fast he's falling apart. moans catch in the back of his throat, the sound of his own wetness squelching with every thrust of your girth inside of him being overwhelmingly addicting. your groans fill his ears as your hands grasp at every inch of his skin that you can reach. your dick practically does the same, filling him so well he can feel every little twitch and throb. without warning your cum coats his walls with a groan of his name, making him gasp in surprise. the feeling has him tightening around you, his entire body convulsing as he cums on your cock. your rocking bodies come to a halt, and once you catch your breath you bask in charles' afterglow. the moonlight never fails to bring out every one of his perfections, but the glistening of your shared cum flowing down the base of your cock is truly a sight you won't forget.

you make sure to give him some time to breathe when you kiss him once more, holding him tightly in your arms so he doesn't slip away. smiling you glance up at the sky and take your shirt off, tossing it to the side. "the night's still young, y'know.." charles shakes his head in feigned dismay as you gently push him onto his back again, giving him a perfect view of the stars and a promise for a long, satisfying night.

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charles would probably love having a short partner. you’ll be arguing with a drunk uncle or sean about god knows what and charles will come in and just pick up and place you in your tent until you simmer down, always giving you a forehead kiss for good measure. he'd love working on something at camp and feeling your arms slink around his waist and your face pressed into his hair, or even swooping down to his level when he's sitting by the campfire and locking your arms around his neck, kissing him wherever your lips reach first.

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V, U, E for Charles Smith please? thank you so much if you decide to!

Hey friend! These have also been added to the Charthur tag by request. Please let me know if there is another ship that should be added. Prompt here. E - Ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?) Charles is interesting in that he's quite blunt, but he does seem to know how to soften things - especially better than Arthur. I think he'd straight up say it. Not much of a preamble. Just seriously and steadily. After its done, he would still value them as a person, of course, and he'd be open to them still being friends, but he will not tolerate any abusive behavior. U: Ugly (What would be a bad habit of theirs?) He used to wander off a lot when he was younger. It would terrify his mother and later his father. He would just become entranced by the way the leaves on a specific tree moved, or the call of a song bird and follow it. His parents nearly lost him once. As an adult, he is far more focused and part of it is for survival reasons, but there are times where he has wandered off too far and his friends worry where he's went. They try not to track him down unless it's been a few days. They know he likes his freedom and privacy. V: Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?) This may sound weird, but I seem him interested rather than concerned with his looks. I think he likes to experiment and part of that is seen in chapter 6 as he becomes closer to Rains Fall's tribe. Over time, he's learned what looks good on him, but likes to branch out. In modern au, sometimes he'll come in randomly wtih a completely different hair cut that takes Arthur a minute to realize it's him. Sometimes, it's a tattoo he's been planning on and finally getting it. Or a piercing. He's pretty conventional with his style, but I think if he finds it and likes it, that's good enough for him. We've seen that Charles' looks have been handsome as hell to ....questionable. You know the outfit, I'm sure.

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If your still doing these, could I request B, P & W for Charles Smith. Please and thank you~♂️

Of course! W was already done. :) 

Body part: Charles loves his arms and his thighs. He’s quite proud of them. On his partners, he’s a total hips and ass man. He also really loves lips. He loves to trace his fingers over your lips. Pace: Charles prefers slower sex for the most part. It’s the romantic in him. However, there are times where he wants frantic quick sex, like he can’t get enough of you.

[scarfacemarston]

F, I, K, M, N, and X for Charles? ❤️❤️❤️

Favorite Position: Just completed it on a different ask. :)Intimacy: Charles greatly values intimacy! He’s a bit of a romantic at heart. He really wants a spouse and children. After children, it’s a little harder to set up a time for the two of you, but you manage! He likes to start off slow with gentle caresses and massages. Sometimes, he’ll surprise you with dinner! If you were to “pine” after him or initiate, he would be overjoyed. Make him his favorite meal, and he’s on you.Kinks: Being domestic isn’t a kink, but if it was, he would have it! He has a rather secret fetish for having sex in nature. Meaning, having sex in a stream, having sex in a meadow, under the stars, etc. I guess that would be public sex? Totally has a breeding kink. No joke. Risky sex is rather fun to him as well. Biting and light scratching is okay with him, too.

Motivation: So seeing you do stuff like cook, clean, chop wood, build things for the house, anything like that will get him going. Charles is a total ass man. He has to bite his lip to keep from constantly gently swatting you on the ass. NO: He’s not okay with hurting his S.O during sex. It makes him feel very uncomfortable and not just for the average reasons. He doesn’t want to be hurt during sex either. Now, if your nails scratch him up during sex? He’s cool with that….more than cool with that. Anything demeaning and he’s not up for it.X: What are they packing? Charles is well endowed and he knows it. He’s about eight inches and rather girthy. You used to need a lot of foreplay before any serious action.