Red Dead Redemption 2 x Reader

A true gentleman (Hosea x f!Reader, Lemon)

A/N: I'm going to hell for this, but honestly he's not getting enough love so ya
Enjoy?

"Well, have a great night ma'am." The butler said and lent you a glass of champagne.
Mid-life crisis or not, you never enjoyed big parties. Especially not when they're filled with "High society people". You were a journalist, beloved for the works you published but thorn in everybody's eyes the way you acted walked and spoke. Still, you were invited by to the Mayor's party as some kind of twisted newcomer gift. The champagne was still sparkling as you eyed the guests through the glass. There was only one reason why you came, drama, stories and rumors for your career. And it seemed like you found something, four unknown men were talking to Bronte. You observed them carefully and took some notes on a writing pad that you hid between your breasts.
"Seems like he found some new toys..." You giggled to yourself. The men vanished in the crowd except one, he was talking to people near you as you stared at him. He was old, but looked quite dashing. His eyes met yours and stared at you for few seconds before they darted between you and the people he was talking to continuously. Seemed like he was a good talker, at least he entertained his audience. You still stared at him, your cheek squished against your fist. His shoulder dropped and he gawked at you after you gave him a shy smile.
"Excuse me." He said and slowly approached you. Eyes followed his every move but your body didn't budge away from your lazy position.
"Hello lady." Captivated by your bored orbs, he stole two glasses of champagne from the butler.
"Who might you be?" You smirked at him and gladly accepted his gesture.
"Hosea Matthews. I'm an ah... an entrepreneur."
"No you're not. Would've heard from you if you were." You snorted before taking a sip. "Now, what is your real "Occupation"?"
"Well, i told you I'm an entrepreneur!" This time he gave you a cheeky smirk. "What do you do for a living?"
"y/n l/n, I'm a journalist. Mostly just write about drama, famous people, rumors, the usual stuff."
"Seems like I hit the jackpot then." You raised an eyebrow at his weird response. "I'm kinda new to this town and I need to make some money you see."
"Aaaah I catch your drift. "Entrepreneur"." You said and got into an upright position. "What are you searching for?"
"Something big, but how about we discuss this over a small dance?" Of course, you couldn't say no and you reached for his hand. Ever since Hosea's wife died he was burdened by sadness but the way you spoke and looked at him made it all disappear.
"You're quite fit for your age." You giggled as you spun around with him on the well-formed bricks.
"And your mouth seems pretty unhinged for a young lady like you."
"Touché."
It seemed like with every step you took you also took the age off of him. He never saw someone so beautiful yet cocky in nature. The way you glowed in such a different light and warmth than the other people at the party took his breath away. You look so civilized but your being wasn't manipulated by the big city.
"You shouldn't trust Bronte." You quickly whispered in his ear before looking around for any people that might squint at you. "He's working with the Martelli's. If you start something with him you're gonna have the whole town on your tail."
Hearing him swallow his lump in his throat made you grab his back.
"Where did we left off?" A big smile formed on your features.
"Now tell me, what are the fine people of Saint Denis hiding."
"Oh wretched folk, nothing but scandals." You said loudly before lowering your voice again, making him rather nervous. "But if your looking for money, you could ransom them. Their appearance to the public is their most important thing."
"Would you be so kind and share some with me then?"
"I don't see a- OH!" You shrieked as he lowered your upper body and pulled your back up. "A problem with that." Finishing your sentence you gave him a bright smile that gave him the same energy when he saw Bessie for the first time. Come to think of it, you reminded him a lot about her. Bold, funny, brave and you liked taking risks. You definitely were charmed by his gentleman-like gestures and all the attention made you blush. Not caring if this was just for information or not, you enjoyed every second of it. He did too, you could feel his gaze on your body as he twirled you around.
"There's this rich business man..." You whispered into his ear and paused as your bodies disconnected. "He had sex with a subordinate and later killed her in fear of it coming out to the public."
"Interesting."
"She's still being searched for. I don't know where she is but I know it's true."
"Very good. How much we speaking?"
"Thousands, who knows. You may be a man with low morals but you appreciate the gift of information, don't you?" You grinned at him and stroked his shoulder with one hand. He couldn't take his eyes off of you and he was sure you noticed it.
After you shared some more rumors he walked you back to your table.
"I think it's time for me to go now."
"Stay a little longer." You said and grabbed his hand. He jumped at your bold approach and his eyes focused on your face. You made him feel alive and young again, but he wasn't sure if this was right for you and him.
"Hosea please." He turned back at you and stared into your face, captivated by your lovingly gaze. His demeanor flustered you and somehow won over your heart, he was way too entertaining for his own good.
"Follow me." You guided him to a pavilion, away from high-society.
Plummeting down on the bench you waited for him to join you. Both of you weren't able to hide the attraction towards each other. While you shuffled on the bench, he sat relaxed on. You inched closer to him, knowing what you're gonna do is probably gonna upset some people. But you leaned in for the kiss anyway, closing your eyes. "I don't think that this is right." You opened your eyes at the sound of his voice.
"What do you mean?" You said and looked at him with pure disappointment and sadness, still, the distance between you became smaller and smaller from both sides.
"You're so young, we barely know each other."
"You're still moving though."
"I know." His calloused hand cupped your face before your lips met. It felt like ages since he was so relieved and content kissing another woman.
"Y/n..." He said softly after the first kiss. The muffled chatter almost completely disappeared from your hearing as you lost yourself in his sad eyes. You didn't have time to think ahead and your lips crashed together again.
"This ain't right." He said over and over again but he didn't stop. You wrapped your arms around him and deepened the kiss. Feeling his worries, you slowed down and rubbed his cheek.
"Just relax." His breath hitched, he was really nervous and you couldn't stop blushing. Your lips were warm and soft against his, shaky hands moved to your sides, running up and down your lovely form. Overwhelming him with every movement, you pressed your breasts against his chest, flustering him more. You could feel his whole body heat up and you couldn't hide the small grin on your lips.
"What are you doing to me." He said hastily after taking a short break. Basically sitting on his lap, you snuggled your head at his shoulder. Its been a long time since he felt this kind of warmth, only an idiot would say no to this kind of opportunity. His hot breath hit your neck and made you quiver above him, hands traveled down, opening the zipper along your back.
"Hosea. Fool around with me." He froze when he heard your voice again before fingertips traced your spine. You gasped in surprised when he buried his nose against your neck.
"You smell so nice." He was way too sweet for you to not let out an amused chuckle. Everybody else at the party were still busy enough to not spread out over the property, so you were left alone at the moonlit pavilion. The flushed face surprised you after you rolled up your skirt and showed him your hosiery.
"What? Something like this was my end-goal here anyways." His fingers played with your garter belt, lips drawn into a straight line. He didn't look at your face, he was way too busy staring at the delicious sight in front of him. Delicate hands wandered around his neck, your touch was hair-raising to him. So ghostly yet sincere, It made him kinda mad that you said that you were acting out your instincts, but your loving contact gave him other ideas. Right when you felt his hand grope your breast you knew you broke him.
"What if somebody notices us?" He said quietly.
"Please, I'm the one who knows how to keep scandals a secret." You chuckled and winked at him as you grind against his growing bulge. Looking down at the dirty scene underneath you, your eyes grew soft and you pulled his face against yours. A small moan left your mouth and his body was stiff again.
"Y/n..." He stuttered as you palmed his covered dick.
"I want this." Fingertips circled around it, making him twitch ever so slightly. You couldn't take your hands off of each other. Whilst you were busy fondling his cock, he ran his finger along your clothed sex. His view was blocked by your face as you sensually kissed him, jumping a bit when he squeezed your nub.
"So direct all of a sudden." You chuckled against his lips. It was weird doing something like this with someone who is way older than you, but you could only follow your desire for him. His hand fiddled with his pants, he was very impatient and you didn't want to torture him further. Leaning back on his lap, you gave him enough room to free his throbbing cock.
"A big one." You said breathily making him give you a shy smile.
"Wow you sure?" He said after he noticed you pushing your panties aside. A low hum was your only response before you pressed yourself against him again. It frustrated him that he couldn't see anything. Even though he was big, he slid inside you with ease. Hands caressing the back of his head, you nuzzled into the crook of his neck, letting small moans escape as you got used to this feeling. His body twitched as you started to bounce up and down.
"G-good?" You managed to stutter.
He nodded and his hands grabbed onto your butt. The long time without sex has taken his toll on him, he couldn't last very long. You noticed that as his head reddened and his breathing became heavy. Both of you were almost silent, nothing was heard except the loud chatter behind you and the irregular breathing.
"Oh god..." He muttered. The lack of visuals made the pleasure a lot more enjoyable. You felt his twitch inside of you and you knew he was close. A high pitched moan broke the silence as he hit your spot. Not caring for his orgasm anymore, you sped up, hitting it at the most satisfying angle.
"Ngh... fuck." You moaned right before you tightened around him. His hands gripped tighter around your form, giving you a short notice to keep it down. Muffling your cries into his shoulder you came around his cock. As you were riding out your orgasm you could feel how he thrust into your relaxed cunt.
"I'm close." He murmured and his hands bore into your covered skin, releasing his juices deep inside of you. After he caught his breath his body relaxed and his head fell back.
"You regretting it now?" He said, sounding rather sad whilst his fingers played with your locks at the back of your head.
"No." You paused and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Not at all." It was pure bliss just relaxing on the bench with him. Your fingers quickly wiped up the sperm running down your thigh before sticking them into your mouth. Savoring the light salty taste, you gave him a grin as he tucked himself away again.
"You're quite a treasure." Hosea said and smiled genuinely.
"Oh, Hosea." You chuckled at his amusing attempt at flirting.
"Ah, there we go my friends." The men he was with approached the pavilion and you jumped from his lap. "I think we're done here."
"Yea, I'll be right with you." He said hastily before they noticed you on his side. Turning his head towards you again, his eyes grew sadder and soft.
"I'm sorry." His hand grabbed a hold of your chin before your lips crashed again. Each second further into the kiss it became more passionate, he didn't want to leave you and you didn't want him to go either. He hugged you tightly and fixed your dress. The warmth of him slowly left you as he stood up and inched away from the bench, lips still connected.
"H..Hosea." You were blown away by his sudden outburst of emotions.
"We'll stay in touch, I promise." Without further words, he disappeared into the darkness leaving you still sitting on the bench. As some sort of leap of faith you jumped up and ran through the crowd, desperately searching for the dashing gentleman.
"C'mon, C'mon." You cursed under your breath, losing your heels as you rushed up the stairs. Out of breath, you were staring at the stagecoach that just took off. It was the best decision to just go home. Collecting your shoes, you thought just about what Hosea would've done. Still swooning at his polite gestures, you walked home on the cold bricks bare feet.