!SMUT!
Arguments were constant around camp, you couldn't get a break and you knew for a fact Dutch was stressed. He kept going on about "one big score" and it made work for the other camp mates hard. You stayed back at camp most of the time, you weren't a very good gunslinger and your aim was horrible, staying home and helping the ladies or preparing things for when Dutch got back was good enough for you.
Today you were making sure your shared bed was comfy and warm for him, cuddling warmed you up slightly but you were still cold most of the time.
The group was soon back, Dutch was tense and went straight to the tent, not even greeting you as he stormed by.
"Hey Dutch, are you ok?"
He sighed,
"Clearly not!-"
His voice broke a little, you'd always thought that cute of him. you sat behind him on the bed and started to massage his shoulders gently.
"Just relax, you're back here now, even if it's only for a couple minutes just relax!"
You wished there was a bath here, so he could have a nice relaxing hot one, you couldn't exactly offer the river to him.
"Lots of death."
He groaned and leaned into your touch.
"Lots of money too,"
He turned around and kissed your neck. Playing with your hair gently,
"Darling you should keep your hair this length i love it.."
He tangled his hands into the longer parts and tugged gently, making you blush,
"Oh um really?"
He nodded,
"Can I relax in a different way?"
He asked gently, starting to undo your vest, you get what he's hinting at and nod quickly.
Dutch was a perfect sexual partner, sometimes he inflicted pain but that was the sadist inside him, he always leaves kisses at the perfect time and he loves having you beg, having you need him.
"Undress please."
He instructed, getting up. He liked being an instructor during sex, he even had a crop that he used to poke and prod when he felt you weren't going a speed he liked. He gently picked his crop up, which he'd asked to be moulded into a little heart at the top, he gently started to tap his leg with it, which showed he was getting impatient.
When you were naked, he signalled you to get into position with the crop. It always made you go bright red when you were the only naked one. You were soon tied up, he used a nicer rope though, a more expensive type that wouldn't dig into your skin or give you rope burn.
"Spread your legs.."
That phrase made all the heat in your body pool to your crotch as you did as he instructed.
He used his crop to whack at your thighs gently,
"So pretty.. all ready for me like this, I'll definitely be relaxed if you keep cooperating so nicely."
You nod happily, glad you were pleasing him so far. He then sat between your legs, running his hands over your thighs before gently sticking his fingers in your mouth, you sucked on them in the hopes of pleasing him and doing what he wanted of you without asking. Those same fingers were soon inside you, curling up to hit where you needed it most. Luckily he'd used additional lube, the finger sucking was simply there for making Dutch feel confident in his control and your willingness.
You moaned as quietly as you could, he was always so good at fingering and you didn't even know why.
"Dutch faster-"
He shook his head,
"I decide our pace my dear."
You groaned in frustration, but at this point you'd take anything you could get. You'd already grown hard at his work, he was always good at this stuff though. Trying to fuck his hand had stopped working so you now sat there accepting the pleasure.
Dutch was then started to take his vest off before his shirt. His chest was broad and strong, he had black hair all over it and even had a little happy trail which you loved, it was perfect to trace your hand to to get to his dick.
He didn't remove his pants just yet though, he sat between your legs again and kissed at your body, even biting sometimes, feeling it with his hands. You wanted so badly to touch his chest or to feel his soft hair but you knew he wouldn't let you so you just imagined.
He stood again and started slowly removing his belt, you watched intently as he stripped, his body was so gorgeous that you wanted to shout at him for not fucking you, but all you did was stare as he picked up the lube you'd been using. You always loved seeing him hard in these times, yes for the usual reasons but also because you know you've done a good job if he's hard.
"Dutch please kiss me,"
You mumbled and he obliged, kissing you deeply and feeling your thighs,
"Where do you want it sweetie?~"
"Anywhere!"
You responded quickly, you were desperate for him at this point.
He gently entered your ass, you tightened around him as you got familiar again.
"Good boy,"
He praised happily, letting you know you'd done well. He was grunting gently as he started to slowly thrust into you, using you to release his stress. His hair fell perfectly onto his shoulders as he grabbed your hips, rough enough that you knew for a fact you'd have bruises in the morning. He enjoyed leaving marks, which he did in the form of hickeys or handprints on your thighs and ass.
"Dutch please go faster I can't wait any longer,"
You whined, wrapping your legs around him in an attempt to pull him closer.
"Neither can I,"
The older man whispered, you rolled your eyes at this, he'd barely waited!
Dutch started speeding up and you moaned his name, making him go harder. It was great and you were in a state of bliss as you felt your climax growing near. He then suddenly stopped. Neither of you had cum yet so this confused you and frustrated you.
"Dutch more!"
Your words were slurred and you'd given up trying not to sound pathetic,
"I need it please! Please fuck me!"
You begged over and over til he started up again.
"Good boy, all I wanted was to hear you beg~"
You didn't last long and was soon covered in your own cum and out of breath.
"I'm so proud of you this time honey,"
Dutch stated as he kissed your face, untying you and cleaning your up.
"I'll be sure to keep this moment in mind for when I need to calm down again~"
