Red Dead Redemption II Preferences and Oneshots 3

Dutch Van der Linde: Going to Take Care of You

Dutch Van der Linde X Female Reader

Summary: Dutch comes back from a stressful job and you decide to take care of him.

WARNINGS: NSFW/smut

Word Count: 2700

A smile came to your face when you saw the horses ride into the camp, Dutch had just returned from checking out a score with some of the other men. They all seemed to be unharmed, looking tired but not dejected. The job must have been somewhat of a success.

Dutch turned and greeted you with a smile when he saw you approaching, that was a good sign. The job must not have been too bad at all.

Once you were standing in front of him, you wrapped your arms around his waist and lent up to kiss his cheek. "How did it go?" you asked, giving Hosea a small nod in greeting as he rounded his horse to speak with Arthur.

"The lead was good, we got the score. Not without our fair share of complications though" Dutch told you, wrapping an arm around you to keep you close.

"You're all back in one piece. That's what's important. The cash is just an added bonus" you reminded him, looking over at the other men who were returning to the camp.

Dutch smiled at your words, knowing you had it right, and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

It was already late in the afternoon but the two of you joined the other's in the camp, talking about how the job went and sharing a congratulatory beer. It wasn't long before everyone was starting to turn in for the night, you and Dutch decided to do the same. His hand positioned on the bottom of your back as he guided you into the tent that you shared.

Stepping into the tent, Dutch took is hand away from your back and turned to close the canvas behind you, shutting out the rest of the camp. You smiled as you slipped off your jacket, draping it over one of the chairs in the tent as you watched him.

Out there Dutch was the leader of the Van der Linde gang and he acted like it, constantly maintaining an authoritative but charismatic presence. Sometimes, he even kept that up inside the tent, knowing exactly how to make you shiver. But on days like these, Dutch dropped that persona once he was inside the tent. He had a stressful day and he needed you to take care of him, so you did without complaint. You actually enjoyed these days a lot.

Dutch turned away from the canvas, walking towards you until he was standing before you. "Relax" you soothed as you ran your hands up his chest, feeling how tense he was. Sometimes he could be stubborn, reluctant to let go of his authoritative facade, but you always got him there. "You've had a stressful day...I'm going to take care of you" you ran your hands over his shoulders and down his arms. His shoulders dropped slightly as he began to relax but he didn't respond. "Yeah?" you looked up at him expectantly.

"Yeah" Dutch nodded, releasing a small sigh. He really did love coming back to you, it made the hardships of a days work worth it.

The two of you remained in a peaceful silence as Dutch just watched you work on removing his jacket and waistcoat. You removed each article of clothing with ease and patience, even bothering to fold them and drape them over the back of the chair with your own jacket.

Moving to stand back in front of him, you lent closer. "You're allowed to touch" you told him as you opened the top two buttons of his shirt and kissed along his jaw.

Dutch's hands settled on your hips before gently sliding up your waist. A soft sigh escaped him and you felt his body relax under your touch as you kissed down his neck.

Interrupting your actions, Dutch brought his hands up to cup your face and pulled you into a kiss. You instantly returned his kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck and tangling your fingers in his hair. You ran your fingers through his strands and tugged on them gently, pulling his hair out of it's neat style and into something so beautifully messy and dishevelled. A look that you adored on him but he wore very rarely, only you got you got to see him like that and you loved it.