Red Dead Redemption 2 - One Shots, Lemons and Imagines

Javier Escuella: House Call

(As the reader recovers from two serious bullet wounds from an earlier shoot out with the O'Driscolls, Javier makes a rather sensual, romantic house call.)

(Side note: all Spanish is in italics. Also a rather obvious warning, there is a tiny bit of smut.)

Word Count: 1172

Reader's Point of View: 

   The wounds in my right arm and left leg still stung worse then a slap across the ass from a drunk and worthless man. Sitting up slightly, I checked on the bullet wound in my arm by pulling on the bandage slightly, lifting it and still finding a disgusting, circular flesh wound that thankfully stopped bleeding just an hour ago. "Ugh..." I groaned, resting the bandage back down and leaning up a bit more to check on the wound in my leg. I lifted the bandage on my thigh and still saw the same flesh wound, just this one was still oozing a bit with blood. I groaned once more before laying back down on my cot, soon grabbing my journal to record the shoot out from hours ago, and the state of how the gang currently was in 

   "Knock, knock, enter, enter." A romantic yet rough voice called as its speaker entered my tent. Javier waltzed through the tent's opening, wearing his blue vest with white undershirt, the sleeves rolled up and his bowler hat tipped down over his eyes. I giggled as I watched him stop in his tracks, hat tipped over his eyes and his hand poised to his side holster on his thigh as if he were dueling with an imaginary cattleman revolver. "Put your hands in the air, hermosa, we've got you surrounded!" I giggled once more and raised my hands to the ceiling of the tent. "Who am I to resist a dashingly handsome Mexican man come to take me into custody?" I asked, quickly throwing a pillow over my face before raising my hands up back to the ceiling. Soon enough, I heard three large and hard foot steps approach me on the ground, causing me to giggle. Just the though of Javier with his bowler hat halfway down his face, taking huge steps with his hand still poised over the imaginary gun. Several more girly giggles escaped my lips as i soon felt his hand grab the pillow from my face. 

   "Afraid I'm going to have to search you, miel." He giggled as I smiled wide and felt my face grow redder and redder by the second. "I'm afraid I have nothing of consequence on me, sir." I innocently replied as Javier chuckled, a slightly sinister sounding chuckle. I wrapped both my arms around his neck as he stated, "Afraid I can't your word for that, ma'am." I giggled once more before he smashed his smooth lips into my own, with my kissing back and quickly removing his bowler hat from the top of his head. Smiling into the kiss, Javier gently began to unbutton my blouse, making sure as to not quickly remove the sleeves to rough because of my wounded upper arm. Now that my naked bosom was completely exposed to him, he leaned back to admire the sight before him. Giggling once more, he asked, "No under garments?" Giggling back, I answered, "You know I find those things uncomfortable, honey." Javier smiled wide before leaning back down to kiss my jaw line gently, trailing kisses along the skin before traveling his lips down my neck, making sure to kiss every spot he remembered that seriously got me going. 

   With every gentle kiss and subtle nip from his teeth, Javier received small moans and whimpers that managed to escape from my lips. "Remember, mi amor, not too loud now." Javier reminded me, causing me to smile and raise a hand to my mouth to muffle any more moans that escaped. Javier smiled as he continued leaving his subtle love bites and kisses, trailing them down my neck once again and began trailing them over my chest. Biting my lip, I watched as he trailed his lips down near my nipples, soon gripping my left  and running his tongue around the right. My jaw dropped as he began to nibble the right, twisting the left just a bit. "So perfect, mi amor." Javier spoke into the skin of my breast as he switched his focuses, his mouth now mouth to the left and his hand moving to the right. Biting my lip again, I replied, "You know I don't think the same, sweetheart." 

   Javier raised his head and gave me such a serious, somehow slightly disappointed look. "Now, (Y/F/N), you know how many times I've told you. You shouldn't think that way. You're the most beautiful woman in this camp, seriamente, please trust me this time when I tell you this." Javier pleaded with me, gently holding both of my cheeks in his hands, some of his fingertips calloused from his playing guitar. 

   I never wanted to admit he was right when it came to how I thought of myself. He always saw the beauty in me when I never did. Honestly, I always thought he was drunk when he pleaded with me about facing the fact that I am somehow gorgeous and the most perfect woman in the world. I never understood how he thought what he thought, saw what he saw. I guess it was true; beauty is in the eye of the beholder. 

   Instead of even trying to argue with him, I wrapped both of my arms around his necks and kissed him, bending on both knees and not truly caring if I was making my thigh injury worse. Javier, of course, quickly sunk into the kiss, melting his arms into my waist and pressing his body to mine, covering my exposed front. Just as I was about to bring my lips away, a footstep accompanied by the draw back of the tent opening and sunlight bursting through interrupted us. "(Y/F/N), I just wanted to check on-" I heard Karen's voice begin to speak then quickly halted, being replaced by a giggle of embarrassment. "Ooh, so that's what was going on." Karen giggled once more, with my hiding my reddening face in the crook of Javier's neck. "Karen, please." I pleaded and she smiled wide. "I'll leave you two lovebirds alone." She smiled as she exited the tent, leaving Javier and I alone once more. 

   He and I turned to each other once more, our eyes meeting with his twinkling as they always had somehow when they found my gaze. "I'm so sorry, honey." I apologized, with Javier tilting his head in confusion. "Why, mi princesa?" He asked. "For doubting you," I answered, looking down and he soon brought his thumb and forefinger to my chin and raised my face to make me look into his eyes once more. Before I could even say another word, Javier pressed his lips into my own once more, this kiss much more passionate, his love melting into my being through the kiss.