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It has been what felt like years since I was forced to separate from the gang. Whilst everyone had managed to stay together, I was left behind. It wasn't because the Pinkerton's had managed to capture me after the mess at Blackwater, it was that I was told by Dutch to lay low for a week or so and to secretly watch every move at Blackwater. Unfortunately, that meant leaving Arthur behind. Arthur was the only thing I had in my life, apart from the gang. He was the only thing I needed and that's the way it will always be. Arthur's the one I want to grow old with and the one I want to die with. I wouldn't want it to be anyone else. It was now almost two weeks since I was separated from the gang. Now, finally, after years of waiting, I was finally allowed to come back to the gang. I had met with Trelawney a few days ago and he told me that Sean had been captured, he then told me that Dutch has allowed me to come back. After telling me this, he had disappeared. It was not uncommon of Trelawney. He would always disappear and then come back, usually bearing good and bad news. It was never together though. Trelawney had specifically mentioned that they are held up in a town called Valentine. I had never heard of it before, it was new territory to me. If Arthur was there, however, I didn't give a damn where I was. I guess that was love, love makes you do silly things. Even forgetting where you are. The sign welcoming me into Valentine filled my body with adrenaline. Arthur was nearby and I couldn't wait to see him. My heart was beating like crazy and I was so excited, I could feel my body shaking. Yelling could be heard from the centre of the town, notifying me that there was something happening. I rode my horse to where the commotion lies and that was when I saw him. The only man I would ever love with all of my heart. He was right in front of me, and some guy was trying to beat him up. I sat there watching in silence, the two men fighting their way. One moment Arthur was taking the lead and then the next the brute was winning. It was annoying me, I finally see Arthur and he was preoccupied with a jackass. Sick and tired of all the waiting, I got off my horse and pulled my pistol out. I cocked the safety of the gun and pointed it at the brute's head. He stiffened and slowly got off of Arthur and placed his two hands in the air. "Back the fuck up from him right now," I said in the most menacing voice I could manage. The man took a couple of steps back whilst glaring at me. I kept the gun pointed at him, not wanting to show the signs of weakness. I started something, I got to keep it going. "Now fuck off before I blast your face into millions of pieces." Arthur was looking at me with shock but I didn't glance at him. One glance at him and I would be done for, I would melt and completely forget about the brute that I have pointed my gun at. The brute growled and turned away, walking off. The people surrounding me walked off a minute later, grumbling about 'how I ruined the fun.' Like I give a fuck. After everyone was finished leaving, I finally turned to the love of my life. Arthur stood there, mud all over him, staring at me, eyes wide. It had been a while, he probably presumed me dead. But here I was, standing in front of him, in the flesh and desperately wanting to kiss him on the lips. Covered in mud he still looked dangerously good looking and I wish instead of him standing there, he'd do something. Anything. "Y-Y/N? I can't believe it's really you. I-I thought you were d-" "Dead?" I cut him off, with a small smile on my face. Arthur nodded, too surprised to say anything else. "I was forced to stay behind, but I'm here now and you're filthy. Let's get you cleaned up." I held my hand out, desperately wanting him to grab it. I thought that if I showed up to him, he'd grab me ferociously and drag me somewhere and make savage love to me. I wasn't getting the feeling that my fantasy was going to happen, I feel like he was just going to hold me and say how much he missed me. Don't get me wrong, that sounds wonderful but I want something more. I want to make love to him. I want to appreciate the body that was so graciously given to him. The muscles that rippled under each slight movement. The feeling of his tense back relaxing as he thrusts into me, surging pleasure throughout my body. I want him bad, no, I need him bad. He was the reason I breathe and he was the reason that I do anything in life. He grabbed my hand and I guided him towards the hotel. If we were going to do anything, I wanted to not have him covered in mud. The last thing I needed was...nevermind. Somethings are just better left unthought. Water splashed as I pressed myself against Arthur, deepening the kiss. My hands clutched his hands, bringing them to my breasts as my tongue struggled for dominance against his. Arthur's hands squeezed my breasts, a gasp surging through my lips. This gave him the advantage, his teeth biting my lips. He pulled away from my lips, aiming for my neck. He nibbled and pressed light kisses on my neck. His hands travelled down to my hips where he gripped them, grinding me against his hard cock. Pleasure sparked through me as my clit rubbed against his cock. "You like that?" He questioned, repeating the action once again. I moaned, curling my nails onto his chest. I needed more stimulation, when will he stop being a fucking tease and do something? He gripped my hips and pressed me down onto his crotch. "I said do you fucking like that?" He growled into my ear, I let out a shaky breath and nodded. "Use your words darlin'" His husky voice sent shivers down my spine. It was rough and his voice screamed dominance. Any chance I had of controlling him leaves when he speaks to me like that. And I wouldn't have it any other way. "Y-yes, Arthur. I like it so much. Please give me more," I begged, not even caring how desperate I sounded. Arthur hummed, seeming to enjoy my begging. He bit my earlobe and tugged, causing me to fall onto his chest. I gripped his shoulders, digging my nails into them. He hasn't even done anything to me and I'm already shaking. "Good girl, now I want you to ride my cock. Do you understand?" He whispered in my ear, dragging out his words. I nodded once again. Arthur didn't like that, however, because he slapped my ass and gripped it hard. "I said use your words, did you not hear me?" His husky voice grew deeper, showing his impatience with me. "Y-Yes, I heard you." I whimpered out. The stinging sensation on my ass was still rippling through my body, reminding me of how dominant Arthur was in bed, or should I say in the bath. The water was splashing around us even with the smallest of movement. Arthur hummed once again. "Now ride me." I lifted myself up, not hesitating to place myself on top of his dick. As I slid down his length, I felt myself stretch to fit him in perfectly. It was the perfect stretch. It had a slight pain to it but it was mostly filled with pleasure. I leant forward and attached our lips together. This caused friction between Arthur and me, a little whine leaving my lips during our kiss. Arthur's hands, still gripping my ass, lifted me up before slamming me back down on his length. I moaned, breaking away from the kiss. I closed my eyes on the sudden impact. Placing my hands back on his chest, I looked down at him, lifting myself back up of him. The friction of his length moving from my walls had me shaking as I slammed back down once again. Pleasure rippled through me as I continued to bounce on top of him. Feral noises were leaving me, wanting everyone to know just who was making me feel this good. "Fuck Arthur, you feel so good. Oh fuck," I moaned out, not caring how loud I was being. The water around us splashed, overflowing the tub but I didn't care. I was experiencing too much pleasure to care. Arthur thrusted up into me, meeting my bounces, allowing for him to hit into me deeper. A high pitched moan left my mouth at the new sensation. "You like riding my dick, huh, Y/N?" He panted out as his hands gripped my hips, slamming me down onto his dick. I screamed out in pleasure, my clit coming into contact with his pubic bone, allowing for stimulation. "Yes, Yes! I love riding your dick! Arthur, yes!" It almost sounded to erotic but the pleasure just increased, the knot in my stomach forming from the amount of pleasure I was receiving. My release was coming, and it was coming hard. I was becoming tired so I couldn't meet up with Arthur's thrusts, Arthur noticed this and he threw me on top of his chest, his arms wrapping around my waist, hands gripping my ass. He thrusted up into me as I laid on his chest. With every lift of his hips, pleasure would sear through me, causing me to moan in pleasure. The new angle stretched me out wider, my release almost seconds away from coming. "Are you about to come darlin'?" Arthur asked. "Yes, Arthur - Oh, yes.." My voice trailed off as I muffled my moans into his neck. I sucked on his skin, a moan resonating on his throat with every thrust into me. The knot snapped causing a vast amount of pleasure to fill me, causing my head to be thrown back and a scream of pleasure to burst through me, no doubt notifying the whole of Valentine what dirty acts Arthur and I were doing. Arthur rode me through my release, him still bouncing me onto his dick. I collapsed onto his chest, letting him continue to thrust up into me to get his release. With a deep grunt, Arthur filled me with his seed, the warmth spreading into me. I moaned at the warmth. We stayed still for what seemed like ages, silence filling the air and the both of us getting down from our highs. Panting was all that could be heard and the sound of the water splashing. There were no words needed to be said, we knew exactly what each other was thinking. How I've missed him. I pulled back to see his beautiful face. He was looking back at me and I knew my face mirrored how he was looking at me; with adoration.
