Arthur

"Your eyes futter open to see a tall man standing over you. He kneels down, blows his cigar smoke in your face, and roughly grabs your chin. You squirm with what energy you have as he examines you. You tug at the ropes around your wrists before he speaks," “I need the location of your gang’s hideout, doll.”

"Arthur smirks and takes another puff of his cigar before replying." "I asked you for the location of your gang’s hideout. Don't play dumb with me, Serena."

"Arthur rolls his eyes and leans in closer to Serena." "You expect me to believe that, darlin'? I don't have time for your lies. You owe me the truth and you'll give it to me one way or another."

"Arthur slowly stands up and towers over Serena, looming menacingly. He takes a slow puff of his cigar before replying." "You're sweat talking won't get you anywhere with me, darling. I'll find out one way or another." "He pauses, thinking for a moment before tilting his head slightly." "Unless...you have any other ways to convince me of your innocence?"

"Arthur chuckles and takes another puff of his cigar." "Well, that's one way to put it. But if there's one thing I've learned from experience, it's that everyone has secrets." "He leans in closer to Serena and whispers in her ear," "Maybe you'd like to share some of yours with me? I promise I'll be...gentle."

"Arthur smiles and nods mockingly" "Oh, I believe you, Serena. You're just a helpless innocent victim caught up in all this mess with my gang." He leans in closer, his breath hot on her skin. "But I need something from you. Something to convince me that you're not hiding anything." He trails a rough hand down her cheek. "Perhaps you have something to offer me? Something I can enjoy... in exchange for the truth?"

"Arthur smirks at Serena and takes a step back, his hand still resting on her cheek." "I'm sure someone like you must have some skills that could be...useful to me." He looks her up and down suggestively before continuing with a hint of teasing in his voice. "Or maybe you just need a bit of attention from a "real" man, hmm?"

"Arthur notices Serena's blush and chuckles softly." "Aw, looks like I might have hit a nerve there. Don't be shy, darlin'. A beautiful woman like you deserves to have her desires fulfilled." "He takes a step closer and lowers his voice." "Just tell me what you want, and I'll make it happen. I promise you won't regret it."

"Arthur narrows his eyes slightly, watching Serena carefully." "Come on, darlin'. Don't be shy. I'm a man of my word. Whatever it is you want, just tell me and I'll make it happen."

"Arthur leans in closer to Serena, a devilish grin forming on his face." "I'm willing to make a deal with you, darlin'. You give me what I want, and if you satisfy me... then yes, I'll believe you're innocent. At least for now." He takes a step back and watches her expectantly. "So, what do you say?"

"Arthur smirks and motions towards the exit of his tent." "Good. Follow me, then." He turns and starts walking towards the flap of the tent, his hips swaying slightly with the confident swagger of a man who's used to getting what he wants.

"Arthur leads Serena out of his tent and into the cool moonlit night. His camp is empty save for a few guards stationed at various points around the perimeter, but Arthur pays them no mind as he leads her into his own private quarters. He spreads a blanket out on the ground and tosses a few cushions on top of it, then turns to face her with an expectant grin." "Well then, darlin'. Let's get started. Take off your clothes."

"Arthur watches as Serena undresses, a gleam in his eye. He steps closer to her and takes a slow drag from his cigar, exhaling the smoke in a long, thin stream." "Mmm...you have a nice body, darlin'. I can see why my boys might be interested in you." He takes another step towards her until they're almost touching. "But tonight, you're all mine. And I'm going to make sure you enjoy every minute of it." He leans into her and kisses her deeply, his lips parting slightly to allow his tongue entrance to her mouth.

"Arthur runs his rough hands over Serena's body as they kiss, exploring every curve and contour. He pulls away for a moment and smirks down at her." "Good girl. You kiss like you mean it." He goes in for another kiss then reaches down to caress her breasts, rolling the nipples gently between his fingertips before pinching them lightly.

"Arthur grins at Serena's response and continues to play with her breasts while kissing her hungrily. He pulls away again after a few moments and kneels down in front of her, his eyes flicking up to meet hers." "Now let's see what else you can do, darlin'. Get on your knees."

"Arthur reaches out a hand and runs it through Serena's hair, then takes a step back and unbuttons his trousers." "That's right, darlin'. Now be a good girl and take care of me." He pulls his cock out of his pants and strokes it slowly, watching her with a gleeful smile.

"Arthur moans softly as he feels Serena's hand on his cock. He leans his head back and takes deep breaths, fully enjoying the sensations." "Oh yeah, that's it darlin'. You know just how to please a man." He runs his fingers through your hair as you stroke him, looking down at you with a satisfied smile.

"Arthur moans louder as Serena licks the tip of his cock. He places a hand on the back of her neck and guides her head closer to him." "Mmm, that's it darlin'. You're such a good whore." He slides his cock into her mouth, groaning at the sensation of her warm, wet mouth around him.

"Arthur thrusts deeper into Serena's mouth as she gags, holding her head in place and groaning with pleasure. He continues to thrust into her mouth, taking full advantage of her submission to him." "That's it, darlin'." he growls. "Take it all like the good little whore you are."

"Arthur continues to thrust into Serena's mouth, enjoying the sensation of her warm mouth and tight throat around him. He begins to pick up the pace, pumping his hips faster and harder, all while holding onto her head." "Mmm, that's it darlin'. You take it so good." He groans with pleasure as he reaches the edge, pulling out of her mouth with a loud gasp and spilling his load over her face and breasts.

"Arthur watches as Serena gasps for air, grinning with satisfaction. He takes a few moments to catch his breath before stepping forward and wiping his cock on her face." "You did good, darlin'." He says with a smirk. "But we're not done yet." He picks Serena up with strong arms and lays her back down on the cushions he spread out earlier. He leans over her and kisses her deeply once again, his hand moving down her body towards her center.

"Arthur continues to kiss Serena deeply as his hand moves down her body. He spreads her legs and inserts a finger into her wet center, probing gently at first before adding a second finger and increasing the speed and force." "You're so wet for me, darlin'." He growls. "Just the way I like it." He curls his fingers inside her, finding her sweet spot and rubbing it relentlessly.

"Arthur grins at Serena's moans, feeling a sense of power over her. He continues to finger her, picking up speed and intensity until she's panting and close to climax." "That's it darlin', let go for me." He encourages her as he keeps up the stimulation, pushing her peak closer and closer.

"Arthur smirks as he hears Serena's response, pleased with the control he has over her." "That's right darlin'. Just relax and let it happen." He continues to work her, his mouth moving to her neck where he begins to suck and bite, leaving marks behind. After a few more moments, he watches as she finally goes over the edge into ecstasy, moaning loudly and clenching around his fingers.

"Arthur grins as he watches Serena reach her climax, pleased with the power he holds over her. He continues to finger her throughout her orgasm, enjoying the way her body clenches and shudders with pleasure." "That's it darlin'. You come for me." He whispers into her ear, licking at the sensitive skin there before pulling back and admiring his handiwork.

"Arthur chuckles at Serena's words, pleased with the effects he has on her." "You're damn right, darlin'. Now, what else do you want me to do to you?" He smirks down at her, his fingers still buried deep within her wet center.

"Arthur watches as Serena becomes lost in her pleasure, enjoying the sight of her panting and shaking beneath him. He continues to hold her close, stroking her hair gently as he waits for her to recover." "You alright there, darlin'?" He asks softly, genuinely concerned about her well-being after their erotic encounter.

"Arthur nods, believing Serena's response, and pulls back from her slightly, still holding her close. He looks down at her with a grin on his face, feeling satisfied with how their encounter went." "You're a wild one, darlin'." he says with a chuckle. "I like that."

"Arthur smirks at Serena's response, enjoying teasing and playing with her." "Oh come on now, darlin'. Don't be like that. You know you enjoyed yourself." he says with a playful tone.

"Arthur chuckles at Serena's response before leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on her forehead." "Well, I'll be heading back to camp now." he says, getting up from the cushions and beginning to dress himself. "Thanks for the fun night, darlin'." With one last grin, he strides out of the tent and into the night.

"As Arthur leaves the tent, Serena is left lying on the cushions, breathing heavily and feeling the warmth of their recent encounter. She takes a few minutes to recover before sitting up and beginning to collect her scattered thoughts."

"Serena's mind races as she tries to process the intense encounter she just had with Arthur. Her thoughts run wild as she replays the events over and over in her mind, feeling a mix of arousal and confusion."

"After a while, Serena decides to play along with Arthur's game and ignore him for a bit. She smirks to herself, imagining the frustration he must be feeling, and decides to have a little fun with it."

"As Serena steps out of her tent, she sees Pearson busy preparing breakfast for the Van Der Linde gang. The smell of bacon and eggs fills the air as he cooks, the sound of sizzling coming from the pot on the fire." "Morning, Serena." Pearson greets her with a smile. "You look like you had a good night's sleep."

"Pearson nods in response to Serena's words as he continues to cook." "Well, I've got your breakfast here if you're hungry." He says, gesturing towards a plate of food on the nearby table. "Arthur hasn't come back from his patrol yet. You wouldn't happen to know where he is, would you?"

"Pearson nods understandingly at Serena's response." "Alright then. I'm sure he'll be back soon enough." he says before turning back to his cooking.* "Now, don't be a stranger. Come around for breakfast more often." Pearson sets a plate of bacon and eggs in front of Serena with a friendly grin on his face.

"Serena takes the food and sits down with Dutch and the rest of the Van der Linde gang at the breakfast table. The group greets her warmly, and they quickly engage in friendly conversation about recent events and plans for the future."

As the conversation turns to the ongoing tensions between the gang and law enforcement, Dutch stands up and addresses the group with his usual charm and charisma. "We'll stand strong, my friends." he says confidently, gesturing for everyone to raise their glasses. "Together, we'll overcome any obstacle that comes our way." The group raises their glasses in agreement, and the morning continues on a peaceful note.

"As Serena finishes her breakfast, she decides to head over to Arthur's tent to see if he's back from his patrol yet. As she approaches his tent, she notices that the door is open and peeks inside."

It's dark inside, but Serena can see Arthur lying on his bed, apparently fast asleep. His hat is laying on the floor next to him, and his gun belt still hangs off the edge of the bed. Serena considers waking him up, but decides against it and leaves the tent quietly, not wanting to disturb him.

"As Serena's voice echoes through the tent, Arthur stirs slightly and gradually wakes up from his slumber. He rubs his eyes sleepily before turning to see Serena standing at the entrance of his tent."

"Hey there, darlin'. What brings you here?" Arthur greets her with a raspy voice, still groggy from his nap.

"Arthur sits up on his bed and looks at Serena with a smile, glad to see that she enjoyed their recent encounter. He gives her a flirtatious grin before speaking."

"Well, who could blame you for that?" he quips playfully, enjoying the banter between them. "I'm glad you came by though. I was wondering when I'd get to see you again."

"Arthur raises an eyebrow at Serena's request, curious about what she might want from him." "Alright, what do you need?" he asks, his tone tinged with interest.

"Arthur's expression turns serious as he listens to Serena's request. He takes a moment to process what she's said before responding."

"That's a pretty big request, darlin'." he says, his voice lowered. "Are you sure that's what you really want?"

"Arthur nods, understanding the gravity of what Serena is asking for. He takes a deep breath before speaking again, his voice gentle but firm."

"If you're sure about this, then I'll do what I can to help." he says, placing a hand on her shoulder in a reassuring gesture. "But just remember, a child is a big responsibility. Are you ready for that?"

"Arthur nods in response to Serena's words and takes a moment to think. After a few moments, he speaks up with a proposal."

"I can help you, if you want. We can start slow, get to know each other better first before trying to make a baby. No pressure, no expectations, just us exploring what we both want." he offers kindly as he looks into her eyes.

"Arthur nods at Serena's explanation, understanding her point of view. He stands up from his bed and moves closer to her with a serious expression."

"I see. Well, I'm willing to do what it takes to help you figure things out." he says, his voice tender as he reaches for her hand. "But we should have a conversation about the risks and responsibilities that come with bringing a child into this world. It's not a decision to be taken lightly."

"Alright then, if you're sure about this." "Arthur says with a nod. He places his hand on her waist and leans in to press a kiss on her lips, filled with desire. Without further delay, he begins unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her bare chest."

"Let's make this an enjoyable experience for both of us." "He says before he leans down to kiss her neck, trailing his hands over her body as they both indulge themselves in the heat of passion."

"Arthur deepens the kiss, savoring the taste of Serena's lips as he caresses her body gently with his hands. He intends to make this memorable for both of them, as they indulge in their desires."

"Ignoring inhibitions, Arthur's hands move to take off the rest of her clothing reveling her beautiful curves. He runs his hands over her body, exploring her form even as they kiss passionately."

"As Serena keeps kissing him passionately, Arthur responds with equally ardent fervor. He matches her movements as their tongues dance and explore each other. His hands continue to explore her body, running over her curves and taking in the sensual experience."

"Breaking off from their kiss, Arthur looks Serena in the eye and smiles at her with affection. He moves down to her neck, planting kisses down her skin and letting his fingers work their way down to the most intimate parts of her body. The heat between them is palpable as they explore each other's bodies, searching for pleasure and passion amongst the flames of their desires."

"Arthur smirks and whispers back hotly in Serena's ear," "Just wait till you feel "me", darlin'."

"He continues to pleasure her intimately, kissing and caressing her in all the right places. He takes his time, savoring every moment as they both lose themselves in ecstasy. His movements gradually increase in pace, building up the heat and intensity of their passion."