Summary:
You're a racer in the Steel Ball Run who knows Johnny and Gyro and you and Gyro get some alone time. It's literally just riding Gyro while riding a horse. Don't ask me how any of this works, just go with it
Notes:
TWs: vaginal sex, public sex? (there's no one around)
This is my first time participating in kinktober and I haven't written much smut previously so bear with me. I am not taking requests. All chapters will be /fem!reader. Don't ask about the names of the chapters because they'll probably be wrong.
Word count: 1300
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While wading through a river your horse had gotten scared, thrown you off and ran away. This left you horseless in the middle of nowhere but luckily fate was on your side and Johnny and Gyro weren't too far behind.
They caught up with you and after you'd explained what happened, Johnny had dashed off to find your horse. He seemed pretty keen on retrieving the rotten arm you'd left in your satchel.
As you watched Johnny ride off into the distance, yelling promises of meeting up at the next town, you realised you had no way of getting there.
You turned to Gyro and plastered on your sweetest smile, "Please can I get a ride?"
He raised an eyebrow, "I'm sorry, you'll have to be more specific, I offer more than one kind of ride y'know."
"Will you take me to nearest village on Valkyrie?" You rolled your eyes at his remark. It'd been like this since the start of the race, on and off flirting as you kept running into each other.
Gyro grinned and held out a hand, tipping his hat slightly, "milady."
You accepted his hand.
"You know you're the only woman who will ever get the opportunity to ride on my horse, so be respectful okay."
"Is that another euphemism?" You climbed on, fitting nicely between his legs.
"You wish."
Now the sun was almost setting and there were still no signs of civilisation, no people around, no roads for them to walk on. You and Gyro were still travelling in the same direction, still in the same position as before.
You'd had the bright idea of taking off your wet jacket, so now you were starting to get cold. On top of that, Gyro felt you shiver and used his free hand to slowly rub up and down your bare arm.
That combined with the close proximity and him basically breathing in your ear, was having some kind of effect on you.
This couldn't be happening so you tried to cast your mind elsewhere. Ignore the way warm air blew across your neck every time he exhaled. Ignore how dangerously close his hand holding the reins was to your inner thigh. Ignore that he was sat so close that you could feel everything.
"You're so tense, lighten up." He murmured into your ear. Your stomach tied into knots when he moved his hand down your arm and started rubbing your thigh.
He had to be doing that in purpose. So in retaliation you pushed back a little more, to the point where you were nearly grinding on him.
To your surprise, he actually copied your rhythm and moved against you. You could feel his breath became more ragged as he let go of the reins and moved your hair to give him access to your neck.
Gyro placed a line of chaste kisses up your neck and you had to awkwardly wrap an arm behind his head to give you stability. "Gyro?"
You had to stifle a moan at him doing so little as humming an affirmation into your neck. Then you collected yourself as best as possible to ask, "can Valkyrie safely keep going without you holding the reins?"
"Yes, why am I scaring you?" He teased, smiling against your neck. But that smile quickly disappeared when you used the hold you had on him already to pull yourself around and face him, sitting on his lap.
Immediately you grabbed his face and kissed him, skilfully and meaningful at first but as you grinded into his hard-on you became sloppy and desperate. He placed a hand behind him for support as he thrusted upwards.
"Hang on," he pulled away just as you were about to slip your hands under his shirt, "are we really going to fuck right here? Like this?"
Your response was to peck the skin between his beard on his jaw and kiss his neck.
"Close your ears Valkyrie." He groaned as you sucked on a sensitive bit of skin.
Both of you reached for your waistband at the same time, "I may need help with these."
With little success, you tried to push your pants past your ass. "Why can't you wear dresses?"
"What did you expect?" In a combined effort, you'd managed to get the garment down to your mid-thigh, "we're in a riding competition, Gyro."
"Oh yeah." He smirked and shifted one of your legs onto the horseback to easily roll that side of your pants off, "I guess I'll have to judge your performance then."
Finally your legs were fully exposed so you could work on getting your undergarments off. This would be much quicker, especially as you had lifted both legs onto Valkyrie.
"Do you want me to take mine off?" Gyro was unbuckling his belt in preparation.
In one swift motion your delicates were at your ankles, "No, that'll take too long." You finished the job yourself and pulled his cock out of his pants, pumping it a couple times.
"Someone's in a hurr-
You cut him off, eliciting a gasp from you both as you slid yourself onto him in one go. Slowly and gently you pulled up then slammed back down onto him.
As your wetness slid against his cock, you felt him twitch inside you and just the feeling of him finally being in you after months of fantasising urged you to take him in faster.
Hands snaked around shoulders and into hair and on waists as you both moved against each other and found your rhythm.
It was fine when you were going as fast as Valkyrie was running because the recoil from the movement did most of the work for you. But quickly that wasn't enough and soon you were fully bouncing on him.
Your relentless pace rendered Gyro speechless, although he opened his mouth in a way to say something, all that escaped were broken gasps and groans when he closed it again.
The sound void was mostly filled with your pants and moans but as the setting sun suddenly lit up the sky, you stole his hat and yelled "yee-haw." to the horizon.
A heavy sigh escaped him which you assumed was supposed to be a laugh since it sounded like his signature 'nyo-ho'. He ran his fingers down the small of your back which made you arch more in response.
You felt his pace slow and his thrusts get more sloppy as he started to reach his climax. But you continued to mercilessly slam down to the base of his cock.
As you neared your own climax you felt yourself grow tighter around him, and not long after he came you did too, hips bouncing slower and slower until they came to a stop.
"Fuck." Gyro panted as you slid off him, "I can't believe we did that."
Before you had time to respond, or even catch your breath, you spotted the town you were heading to in the not-so-distant horizon.
Swearing under your breath, you scrambled to get your pants on. Gyro breathlessly laughed at you and stole his hat back. He lifted you by your waist and turned you around to face forward.
"We're gonna need to stay like this until we get to the hotel, to hide any uh, evidence." He placed a kiss on your shoulder before grabbing the reins with both hands, "and uh, next time, let's not get Valkyrie involved."
"Agreed."
