𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 🦋

rumble clean up || curly

［ credits to theoutsiders-oneshots 🖤 ］

A/N: The first curly smut! 🥰

A/N: I FORGOT TO UPDATED YESTERDAY SO IM GOING TO POST THREE TODAY!!!!

Curly was the younger brother of your gang leader, Tim. You belonged to the Shepard's gang. Named after Tim Shepard, Similar to the Curtis Gang with Darrel Curtis as the leader. Curly claimed you as his apprentice of sorts, you would follow him around and do what he told you to do or what he was doing. He took a liking to you as soon as he saw you as a new recruit. Curly saw how timid you looked but he knew there was something else there, and he was right. You may have been shy but you were also what many would call a badass. When a fight was brewing you weren't afraid to join, especially if it regarded your gang. Such as tonight. You had just finished a rumble but had got your leg cut up by a switch bad enough that you couldn't walk well on your own. That didn't stop you from trying. You were sitting on the ground after the win attempting to use a piece of some pipe as leverage to push yourself up when Curly called your name. "Y/n, stop." He called out as he walked over to you.

You have him a quizzical look. Why on earth would you stop trying to get up? You obeyed him by just holding the pipe and sitting in your orginal spot. He crouched down in front of you, close enough to the point that you could smell the mint on his breath. Curly must have had one before the rumble. Flustered you looked away. He took your chin in his hand and made you look at him. "Is there anything else hurt other than your leg?"

You shook your head. Even though you were around him all the time you still couldn't talk easily around him. He made you nervous, butterflies filled your stomach every time he was around. You couldn't understand how you could beat someone up but couldn't look him in the eye. He looked at your leg and looked around. You managed to speak. "I can walk. I just need this pipe, that's all."

Curly laughed before picking you up in his arms abruptly. You gasped out of shock which amused him. Your safety pipe fell to the ground with a thud. People didn't pick you up often. One of his arms supported your upper back while the other was supporting your thighs. You held onto him for dear life as you looked at the now far away ground in fear. "Have you never been picked up before?" He chuckled as he walked.

"There isn't usually any need to." You clarify. His body was warm, then again yours was too. Both of you were covered in sweat, blood and dirt from the rumble that had just ensued.

"Don't guys pick you up before throwing you on a bed to fuck you?" Curly smirked and watched for your reaction. He got was he was hoping for. Your whole face turned red and you looked at the houses on your left so you didn't have to look at him. You felt warmth rush to your lower body with a tingling sensation to accompany it. Curly was used to girls and especially you so he knew exactly what you were feeling. "I guess not, huh?" He teased.

"It's none of your business anyway." You pout in an annoyed manner. He held on tighter and moved his hand closer to your ass ever so slowly until it was resting right on it. If you were flustered before you didn't know what you were now.

"What if I want to make it my business, Y/n?" He offered in a sensual tone. You shivered at his words and started squirming in his hold. He removed his hand from your ass and held on tighter to your body so you wouldn't fall.

"I-I think I'm okay to walk." You couldn't stand the way you were feeling. Your body was burning up with desire and there wasn't anything you could do about it. You craved his touch severely and desperately. Not in the way he was touching you now but in a more intimate way. The feelings he had always given you were building up and you didn't know how to let it out.

"I don't think that's a good idea. You couldn't even get up with the pipe, how are you supposed to without it." Curly reminded you. You settled in his arms once again. "We're almost at your place anyway."