Until Death - Red Dead Redemption II

Act XIV: I Won't Take This From You

As Jack attempted to sneak away silently. His snooping sufficiently successful, Arthur nearly scared him to death. Suddenly Arthur wrapped a firm hand around Jacks wrist.
"Shit! Arthur quit doing that goddamnit!"
"Whatcha doin' in my journal boy!" Arthur growled shooting up from his bed like an animal.
"I didn't look in it I swear!" Jack yelled back, Arthur essentially growling.

The boy had beaten Arthur in combat but he doesn't have a knife right now. And the anger in Arthur's eyes nearly turned Jack into a ghost.
Arthur had one sacred value. And that's respect. And a lack of it does nothing but enrage him, and snooping around someone else's things is nothing but disrespectful.

Now he doesn't fancy himself a punisher by any means but Arthur is aroused, and furious at the same time. And that does not bode well for the boy.

"Shut the hell up!" Arthur spat, his face looking ruddy. He promptly knocked the boy to the ground slamming Jack by the shoulders to the forest floor. Jack moaned, somewhere between arousal and pain. Arthurs dick jumped, and Jack felt it. His hips canted up only slightly. While he's petrified he cannot deny his attraction to this man no matter how angered he is.

Arthur was breathing heavily, his entire body taut in a way Jack had never seen. His thighs squeezed and he ground down, whimpering. Nearly suffocating the brunette under his weight.

"Don't Y'know respect you-" Arthur pulled a blank. There were a few choice words he could use, sexy, disrespectful, rude. Nothing came to the forefront of his vocal cords so he muttered something unknown beneath his warm breath.

"Damn!" He yelled, loud enough to make Jack jump a bit. Before Jack could make a comment, his mouth was crushed by Arthurs. The man didn't know what Jack was going to say and he doesn't care, it could be a rude name, maybe teasing, or some sort of obscene joke. But atlas he'll never know.

Arthur was a bit scary when he's mad, that's actually an understatement it was downright terrifying when he was angry. If he had half the mind he could snap someone's neck just for looking at him funny. It's not like Jack wasn't the same however, and he knew it's often just a front.

Deep down Jack can tell Arthur isn't entirely sure of himself most of the time. However in this moment he seems painfully sure of himself as he began to feel up the boy.

The feeling of Arthur's rough hands running up Jacks back was exhilarating, especially when Arthur began to suck on Jacks neck. Roughly kissing up the length of his neck as he left red marks all around the brunettes upper body. Each mark causing a small groan from Jack.

The boy suddenly felt the familiar feeling of Arthur's bulge. Of which was hard enough to poke him in his own bulge, it's somewhat pleasurable rubbing against Arthur but it's also a bit uncomfortable. Two cylinders don't exactly slide together perfectly, they just kind of roll around a bit.

However that problem was short lived as Arthur quickly started to undo his pants.
"Suck me." Arthur said before manhandling the boy near his groin, Jacks face turning from a pleased grin to a look of fear.
"No! Stop stop!" Jack yelled, throwing himself away from Arthur as he backed up against a tree.
"Jesus boy! What's wrong?" Arthur asked in the most confused tone he'd ever uttered.

"Please don't ever do that again." Jack mumbled,
"Sex?" Arthur asked,
"No, don't force me to... do anything please Arthur." Jack started to calm down as he came to the realization that he's safe.

Being forced into something like that brought back enough memories to nearly give Jack a heart attack. He remembers this one man, who did the same exact thing. It isn't something he wants to relive. Arthur quickly realized his mistake, after all he's no idiot.