Red Dead Redemption 2 x Reader

The Dance (Dutch x f!Reader x Arthur, Lemon)

Drunk folk was singing while you sat on your bed. A familiar face asked you out for a dance.
"What are you talking about." You smiled and shook your head at him.
"Where's Miss O'Shea anyways."
"Probably passed out drunk somewhere." Dutch said and reached his hand out after you. Finally accepting the dance you were pulled into his arms. He had his eyes on you for a long time now, despite Molly. Your hips swung in the rhythm of the music. You could still hear the drunken screams from the other gang members. But all that seemed to fade away when you looked into his soft eyes. Your dress flattered in the wind as he twirled you around your own axis. His strong arms caught you, supporting your dizzy head.
"Well what am i seeing here?" Arthur approached you, making you jerk away from Dutch and dust off your dress.
"Nothing of your interest, Arthur." Dutch hissed at him.
You were pulled into another pair of arms as he spoke.
"You wouldn't mind me taking y/n for a spin then." His arms rested at your waist, guiding you into a more cuddly than traditional dance. Your lips pursed against his neck and his throat rumbled. Dutch's eyes traveled to your butt that you stuck out as you clung onto Arthur.
"You boys can share right?" You said and winked at Dutch shaking your bum.
"But what's with Molly?" Arthur asked Dutch throwing your body at him.
"She only likes me when she's drunk" He replied, eyes trailing down from your face to your cleavage before pushing you back again. You pulled him by his collar against your back.
Arthur's hips swayed from one side to the other, making you move with him. Your pursed lips against his neck made his chest rumble. Dutch's impatient hands pulled you against his body, one of them tracing your jawline. They were softer than Arthur's, he clearly didn't work as much as the others did. His breath tickled your skin as he spoke softly.
"You know what comes next, right?" You tried to nod but his hand held your chin up. "That was a rhetorical question." He nipped on your neck a bit leaving you with shaky legs already.
"You always get first prize Dutch. It ain't fair." Arthur said as he started to kiss your exposed skin as well, starting at your clavicle and slowly moving down to your cleavage.
"Lovely..." He stated after hearing one of your small moans.
"She sure is." Dutch said and his sucking on your neck intensified.
"Somebody needs to shut that pretty mouth of yours." Arthur teased you as your moans grew louder. Clearly, he was hesitant after taking a second look at your puffy and slightly parted lips. It took another look of your half-lidded eyes for him to softly peck your mouth.
"Not so tough anymore Morgan?" you said breathily against his lips.
"Oh, you just wait." Right after that Dutch hit your sweet spot. You moaned, leaving the perfect opportunity for Arthur to slip his tongue in. Totally overwhelmed by all the attention, your hands desperately grabbed onto the two men sandwiching you. The hands of Dutch were busy fondling your breasts whilst Arthur was more focused cupping your face with one hand and feeling your curves with the other. The cold air hit your boobs when your top got pulled down just a bit. Both men stared intently at your newly exposed bosom.
"This is embarrassing." You said looking at them both.
"No y/n, you look real nice." Arthur told you, running his rough thumb over your hardened nipple. Dutch hushed you and nibbled on your earlobe, your right hand brushed some loose hairs behind his ear. He got closer to your face softly biting your lower lip. Arthur's hot lips played with your sensitive nubs, his scruffy hair tangled between your fingers. The restriction of your movement was reminded by Dutch's hips slowly grinding into your butt as you struggled. One of his hands moved to the middle of your legs, slowly rubbing your sweet spot through the layers of fabric. They both let out a deep chuckle after you twitched under their touch.
"Such a good girl, letting us play with you." Dutch whispered in your ear, his tongue trailing up your neck. You pulled Arthur's face away from your breasts, he looked at you dreamily. Trying to unbutton his shirt as far as possible, you ran your hand over his slightly hairy chest. Lowering it further and further until you grabbed his half-chub through his pants, he winced at the sudden approach.
"So good." He sighed eyeing you up and down. Suddenly, you were pushed against his body as another person interrupted you three. Hugging him tightly in order to cover up your naked breasts.
"Arthur?" you whispered. "Who is it?"
"Micah..." he growled into your ear. You nuzzled your face into his neck as Dutch left your back unprotected to talk to Micah. His footsteps grew louder after having a small chat with Dutch.
"Hello cowpoke, and Miss l/n." He grinned at you like a maniac. Arthur's strong hands wrapped around your waist as Micah stared at your cleavage that was covered with spit and love bites.
"Move along." Arthur hissed at him. He raised his hands in retaliation, still looking at you as he slowly walked away. Another pair of hands wrapped around your stomach.
"I'm sorry y/n." Dutch said softly, rubbing your sides. "Let's continue in my tent okay?" You nodded with your face still buried in the crook of Arthur's neck. He propped you up and guided you into the tent. Once inside you looked at them. Your head turned bright red after you realized what is about to happen.
"Turning shy on us now?" Arthur caressed your cheek. You puffed your breasts out slightly as a reply. The bed squeaked under your weight as you plopped down on it. Dutch joined you, grabbing your chin in the progress. Arthur got on his knees and pulled your skirt down, stroking your legs and looking deep into your eyes. The discrepancy between Arthur's rough yet loving hands and Dutch's soft lips ravaging your mouth shot pleasure through your body. One hand clung to the sheets the other one at his vest pulling him closer. Dutch kept squeezing your thighs and breasts.
"Spread them." You saw his eyes move to the center of your legs. "Good girl." he purred into your ear. The other members of the gang were still awake, singing and drinking. Making sure that your moans can only be heard by the men seducing you, you exhaled small whines against Dutch's lips whenever you could. His teeth grazed your reddened skin.
"You're doing this on purpose." You said biting your fingers as a poor attempt to silence your cries.
"Me? I wouldn't dream of it." He teased you. Arthur's face nestled against your thighs, kissing, biting and licking them. He held them up, leaving red imprints of his thumbs on you.
"You're so soft y/n." Arthur mumbled.
"Ahhh~ oh god." You let out a long, drawn-out moan as a response, roughly grabbing his hair. Fiddling with the buttons on Dutch's vest, you wanted to get rid of the unnecessary fabric between your hot bodies. After he lost the vest and you opened his shirt, you rubbed his pecs. He was hairier and more burly than Arthur, but Arthur was more defined and sharp. Your fingers trailed down the route of his hair, stopping at his belly button.
"Go ahead, girly." He reaffirmed your actions. The head of his dick was already poking out of his pants. You smirked at him and traced the outline of it. A sharp pain reminded you of Arthur as he bit down into your thigh, he impatiently pulled at the hem of your panties. You raised your butt a bit to give him the opportunity. A hand instinctively rustled his hair after he gave you some sensually kisses right on your clit. Your other hand clenched around Dutch's dick as you shivered from the pleasure. He leaned back, watching your soft hand massaging his leaking dick. Not being able to control yourself, your hips bucked against Arthur's mouth.
"You're so good honey." You encouraged him. He stopped and looked at you.
"Did you just...?" You could swear that you could feel his cheeks heat up more between your legs. Right as he wanted to say something, you wrapped your legs around his head, cutting him off. You looked at Dutch again, his eyes were still focused on your hand. Increasing the pace and pressure around his cock, you waited for his reaction. He gave you a quick kiss on the lips.
"Get off, I've got an idea." He said pushing you off his side and crawling to the end of the bed. You let Arthur get on the bed again, getting rid of his and your shirt. Dutch beckoned you to come closer, grabbing a fistful of your hair after you were close enough. He kissed you hungrily, shoving his tongue as deep into your mouth as he could. Forcefully pulling you away, he looked at your face.
"You're pretty talented with that mouth." He said as you smiled at him, a little bit of drool ran over your bottom lip just thinking about what comes next. Your head was pushed down against his dick. You stretched your body and stuck your butt out for Arthur. His hands immediately grabbed your cheeks, massaging them for a few seconds before releasing a big sigh. Pulling his pants down, he stroked himself in awe at the view in front of him. You took a glance at his form before you were being pushed against a hard dick again. Pursed lips trailed up and down his shaft, almost making Dutch crazy with those pleading eyes of yours. After taking your sweet time riling him up, you finally let his tip enter your mouth. Arthur's breathing became heavy as he slowly rubbed his dick against your wet slit. The heat between your legs increased with the feeling of anticipation. You wiggled your butt as a sign for him to push himself inside of you, and that he did. Due to the pressure behind you, Dutch's dick was pushed deeper into your mouth. Your scalp burned every time when he moved your head up and down. Arthur was taking his time working you up, thrusting into you slowly and softly but always penetrating you fully.
"C'mon, you can do it." Dutch reminded you after you were blown away by the feel of being stretched. He pulled you off his dick, letting you breathe and moan for a few seconds before forcing it inside of you again. Tears filled your eyes and the musky smell made your head dizzy. Trying to get more control of the situation you grabbed his thighs, fingernails gouging into his muscles. Arthur sped up making you whine against the foreign organ inside your mouth.
"That's it." Dutch kept praising you, still facefucking you mercilessly and not caring about your well-being.
"Turn around." He demanded after pulling you off again. You crawled on top of Arthur's toned body.
"Sorry..." He whispered and caressed your sore jaw and mouth. After being manhandled by Dutch, Arthur's touch made you melt into it. Your butt was pushed forward and you tumbled with your chest against him. He instantaneously wrapped his arms around your hips. Dutch's hands spread your cheeks and giving you light slaps on your behind. You squealed into Arthur's neck after you felt the warmth against your butthole. A warm hand clenched around your throat pulling you up.
"You better be quiet now." Dutch growled into your ear as you look back at his body towering behind you. Arthur grabbed his dick, slowly re-entering your cunt again. Small tears ran down your face due to the pain of both of your holes being filled and stretched.
"You're doing good." He whispered wiping away your tears and peppering your cheeks with small pecks. Your butt was held in place by the strong hands of both men. After getting accustomed to the new feeling, your head was lying on Arthur's chest as it heaved up and down. They both slowly fucked you, making a moaning and needy mess out of you.
"Hush now." Arthur said, sensually kissing you as both of them sped up. Dutch cursed under his breath and his hands clenched around your ass.
"Does it feel good?" He whispered.
"Y-yeaaa..." You moaned and nodded quickly. Swearing you could feel both dicks pulsing inside of you, your head jerked back, letting out a long whine.
"You're too loud." Dutch groaned and shoved his fingers into your mouth. After feeling your hole twitch around his cock, he let out a deep chuckle into your ear. His fingers twirled around your tongue, some moans still escaped your mouth. Arthur propped himself up on his elbows and observed your face of pleasure. Your legs quivered as you grew closer to your orgasm. One of your hands reached out for Dutch, grabbing him by his loose shirt, pulling him against your back. He buried his nose into your neck and removed his fingers out of your mouth. A few seconds after, you felt them rub at your clit. In a desperate attempt to shut you up again, Arthur forced his tongue inside of you. You couldn't hold back your moans as Dutch bit your sensitive skin and came inside of you. He slowed down and his face rested next to your ear, praising you under his ragged breath. Arthur's hands frantically ran up and down your sides as his thrusts became shallow and fast. The kiss became more of an open mouth contact whilst you two panted and moaned quietly into each other. Vigorously, you wrapped your arms around his neck, one hand running through his hair. In the matter of seconds, you cupped his face and came around the two cocks inside of you. Swallowing your moans, just letting some high pitched ones escape from time to time. Dutch pulled himself out of you and leaned back to look at your messy behind. Mouth agape you looked back at him, still being pounded by Arthur. The over-stimulation made collapse down on Arthur's body, feeling his chest rumble with every thrust. With one final groan, he grabbed your ass violently and pushed you down on his cock. The sensation of being filled with his hot semen made you go crazy. His grip softened and he gently stroked your back. You flopped to your side and squealed whilst Dutch carefully wiped away the mess they both made. It was one of those rare quiet moments, the rest of the gang was asleep by now. After killing the lights he took up a spot next to you. The bed was quite crammed with three bodies in it, so you were forced to press against each other.
"What if Molly comes in?" You asked Dutch nervously.
"I don't care, let her see." He answered, yanking you against his chest. Arthur let out a huff of disapproval. But he inched closer to you anyways. You hummed and pulled his arm over you. His hand comforted your hips with his warmth. Another hand brushed your cheek before pulling you close to Dutch's face.
"You did amazing today y/n." He said, his lips nipping at yours before tugging at your lower lip. Arthur blew some soft kisses into your neck whilst Dutch was busy devouring your mouth.
"C'mon, not again." You said under your breath and grinned.
This continued for a while until your eyelids became heavy. You didn't want to know how long the others were awake after that, but one thing was for sure. They both couldn't take their hands off of you.