Tellings

No One Can See Us

Red Dead Redemption 2 smut, Sean MacGuire and reader.

The first time you and Sean spent the night together, you had both been drunk around the camp fire. You had just drained a bottle of whiskey, and grumbled a quiet "Well fuck me," before letting the bottle roll from your hand. Before it had dropped from your grasp, Sean was on you, his lips pressed hard against yours, his tongue drunkenly seeking entrance to your mouth. You pushed him back and asked him what he was doing. His only response was to laugh. Soon you were laughing too, leaning closer and closer to him until you were the one in his lap, your tongue seeking entrance to his mouth.

After that night, you tried not to make a habit out of sleeping with him, but found it harder and harder every day. Today was a day that was particularly hard. Normally, if you got the itch, you'd just go on down to Valentine and fuck the first man who'd talk to you. But today, you were on guard duty, watching the trails in and out of camp to make sure no unexpected visitors made their way in.

You leaned up against a tree and felt a calloused hand cover your mouth to prevent you from screaming as a second hand grabbed you right hand, stopping you from reaching for the gun at your hip.

"You better keep your eyes on the trail," Sean said into your ear, the stubble on his jaw scratching at you. You reached up with your left hand and pulled his fingers from their spot over your mouth.

"What are you doing Sean," you asked, keeping your voice down.

"Come on, love," he said, his lips brushing against the curve of your ear. "No one can see us." He let go of your hand and moved it to the waist of your jeans, making your stomach tighten with excitement.

"Sean," you protested, feeling his hand work it's way into your jeans.

"Just tell me to stop," he said, smiling against your neck as his hand sunk further into your britches. You lean back into him, your breath catching in your throat as his hand cupped your sex. You shivered as his fingers dipped into your already wet folds, and you let out a shuddering gasp. You felt him smile against your neck and kissed at the pulse just under the skin.

"Keep your eyes on the trail," he warned, his middle finger finding the ever so sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs. You tried to keep your eyes open but the feeling of his fingers made your head fall back onto his shoulder. You could feel an orgasm start to grow and you could feel your heart hammering in your chest, and your ears, it sounded like a horse running around in your head.

"Oh shit," Sean hissed, taking his from your pants. You let out a needy whine but looked to see what had alerted Sean. You reached down and buttoned your pants just as Arthur came into view.

"What are you two up to," he asked, stopping. You were panicking as you searched for an answer to give.

"Just keeping watch," Sean answered for you, chuckling as Arthur rode by. You turned to say something to Sean, but he had followed Arthur back to camp, leaving you frustrated and yearning as you watched for possible intruders.

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Karen had relieved you early in the afternoon and changed into a skirt, finding it far more comfortable to relax in. After dark, you found yourself sitting by the fire listening to Javier sing and play guitar. You sang along to the songs he played song you knew, and hummed and nodded along to songs you didn't. You kept eyeing Sean, but he seemed to pay you no mind, ignoring the several minutes he had spent with his hands in your pants.

You smiled when you watched him wander off, walking off behind his tent. You gave him a minute before following him into the darkness. You smiled as you saw him leaned against a tree just beyond the light from the campfire. You smiled and wrapped your arms around his waist, one hand resting in the middle of his chest, the other holding onto the belt.

"No one can see us," you whispered, your hand undoing the buckle of his belt, then the button and zipper of his jeans. He chuckled and laughed as you pressed your lips into his shoulder. "Just tell me if you want me to stop." You smirked as your hand slipped into his jeans, wrapping around his cock.

"Yer a devil woman," he gasped as you pulled him from his jeans. You smiled as you slowly worked your hand up and down his length, giggling at the low groan in his chest. "Yer fingers are like magic!"

"Thank you," you whispered, grinning again as he hardened in your hand. In a quick motion, he had you pinned to the tree, and his lips were pressed against yours. His hands quickly tangled in your hair, holding you in place. He lifted your skirt and positioned himself against you, burying his face in your neck as her buried his cock in your cunt. You let out a moan and Sean quickly covered your mouth with his hand.

"Shhh," he warned, a smile in his eyes as you hiked one leg up onto his hip. "You don't want them to hear you." He chuckled as his lips replaced his hand, smiling against your mouth as he rocked into you. He grabbed your thighs and helped you to wrap them around his hips as he began slowly rocking in and out of you, his lips still over yours to keep you from moaning to loudly. You locked your fingers into his long red hair and forced his mouth away from yours and you smiled like a wolf.

"Is that all you got," you asked, making him stop.

"Excuse me," he asked, surprised at what you asked. You pressed back into the tree, the bark scratching your back. He thrust up into you, making your mouth pop open in surprise, your thighs clenching around him. He smiled and recaptured your mouth, kissing you as he fucked you against the tree. His lips slipped down from your lips to your chin to your neck. He buried his face in your shoulder and growled as his hips rolled into yours. Your fingers tangled in his mess of red hair, whimpering as you began to shake.

"Fuck Sean," you gasped, you hips shaking, "I'm close." Sean let out a breathy, desperate chuckle.

"Cum for me, (Y/N)," he growled, his teeth scraping against your shoulder. With one last thrust, you feel yourself coming undone, struggling to stop yourself screaming his name as he spills into you.

For a moment, you both remain still against the tree, Sean's cock softening as he slid out of you. He carefully helped you regain your feet, leaving your resting against the tree as he zipped his pants back up and buckled his belt. He smiled at you as you adjusted your skirts and fixed the sleeve of your top so the bite marks he left were hidden.

"Come back anytime," Sean said, before pulling you in for another kiss, one arm around your back, and one hand tangled in your hair. When he let you go, he sauntered back into camp, leaving you to catch your breath in the darkness.