Trigger Finger
God just,,, take this,,, I tried man gfhjkdsgfkhj
Someone (@juju-on-that-yeet) gave me the ideas for some cowboys so here’s an attempt gkfdhsgk As I keep writing stuff like this I’m sure I’ll get better lol It ends a bit abruptly but oh well
@emptynarration @dirty-brain-alvie
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Host always had particular tastes. Being a bandit made him accustomed to danger and the like, but he was different. He constantly showed how different he was, especially to his willing boyfriend, Eric.
The metallic taste of one of Host’s dual pistols had long become familiar to Eric. At one point, this would be very threatening, but after everything that happened, he just knows Host is being a kinky bastard. At least the bandit had the decency to make sure the barrel was empty. Eric would be too scared to do this regularly otherwise.
“Ya always sound so pretty doin’ this for me~” Host purred in Eric’s ear. He shoved the gun’s barrel in further, earning a wonderful, muffled gasp from the other.
Tears were pricking in the corners of Eric’s eyes. Not like Host could see that. He gently held the hand holding the gun, shivering as Host went harder. He choked slightly, opening his mouth more to take more of the weapon in. His noises were hypnotizing to Host’s ears.
“Such a good boy, angel~” Host took out his gun, brushing his thumb over Eric’s lips. “Ya drive me crazy~” He pulled Eric forward to kiss him deeply, tasting hints of his metallic gun and a bit of candy Eric was munching on before. Such a sweetie.
They parted eventually, with Eric panting heavily against Host’s lips. He leaned towards the hand cupping his cheek lovingly. “Host… wh-why do you always want me, um… doin’ that?”
“I want ya to do a lot more, but I can settle for this.” Host chuckled, pecking Eric’s lips quickly. “Besides, ya just sound too damn cute to not do that. You’d have a holy man beggin’ on his knees wit’ all this.” He could feel how hot Eric’s face was. That must be the cutest blush dusted all over his angel. A sight people would kill for.
“So ridiculous…”
“Ya think ya can do more, angel?”
Eric was prepared to say yes to the gun again, only for Host to grab his hand with a mischievous grin. His hand was guided down Host’s torso, until he could feel his crotch. As if it was even possible, he blushed harder once he felt how aroused Host was. All because of some sounds? At least he was doing something right.
“Oh my…” Eric gulped, hand shaky on Host’s pants.
“Well~?” Host teased with a chuckle. “We can stop if yer not comfortable.”
“Um…” Eric shook his head, “no, I-I can do that. I wanna, w-wanna make you feel good.”
Host cooed at him, petting his hair. “Such a sweet boy~ I don’t deserve ya.” He leaned back against his chair, grin widening. “Go on then. Give me all ya got~”
This bastard was really making Eric do all the work tonight. Still, he slowly went down to his knees and settled between Host’s thighs. At least Host kept petting through his hair, which was comforting.
He went to undo Host’s pants, going a bit slow since his hands were shaky. His boyfriend was more tense in anticipation, but still had a hint of his smirk. How was sucking on a gun easier than this?
Eric froze as he heard someone open the door, but was, kinda, relieved to see it was Dark. He backed away from Host in his panic, staring up at Dark in shock.
“Looks like I walked in on somethin’ nice~” Dark chuckled. He walked over, placing his hands on Eric’s shoulders. “Can I get a taste of our darlin’ too~?” Host snickered, not minding the interruption since it was just Dark. This could be more fun too, anyway. “I don’t see why not~” “Oh…” Eric blushed more. Long, long night ahead of him.
