OKAY I'VE BEEN WANTING A QUESTION LIKE THIS FOR AGES SO TYSM 🥹🥹
REMINDER that these are MY opinions 🙂↕️
Ships:
Miltoss (Milton x Ross) (I love them and their dynamic so much) (My FAVOURITES they're both so cute together I think)
Vanderdriscoll (Colm x Dutch) (Enemies to lovers/toxic yaoi/Lovers to enemies?? 🙂↕️) (They're so evil exes)
O'Drishaw (Colm x Grimshaw) (Grew on me when twin told me about it 🙂↕️) (I definitely see Grimshaw not taking ANY of Colm's crap, because he'd try to ragebait her)
Kierabeth (Kieran x Mary-Beth)
Sheriff Gray x Archibald MacGregor (PLEEEEEASEEEEE HEAR ME OUT ON THIIIIIIS. LITERALLY NOBODY SPEAKS ABOUT IT ☹️☹️)
Vanderdrishaw (Explanatory on who this is, but it's Dutch x Colm x Grimshaw)
Morbell (Arthur x Micah) (AGAIN TOXIC YAOI cmon guys get up on this)
Hii, this might be a strange request but would you do some sheriff gray with a female reader? maybe where she's a con artist like hosea or trelawny but she ends up really liking him? i don't know if u write for him but i've loved and followed you and your blog since you wrote all patched up with micah and i've seen you mention sheriff gray once of twice 💛 anyway i love all your stuff
OML anon you're amazing i have finally found another sheriff gray simp! ur so sweet 🥺now idk how to write his character so i kinda just went with it despite it being terrible but pls enjoy a cute lil date with the stinky sheriff. <33 also for reference the reader's last name is macintosh bc that is dutch's secret name while in rhodes!
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The front gates of Caliga Hall open for you as you ride side saddle down the dirt path. A guard holding a shot gun in one hand has the reigns to your horse in the other walks ahead of you, leading you to the entrance of the main house.
His hand extends out as he helps you from your horse. You thank him with a kind and genuine voice as you brush out the creases in your summer dress. Mary-Beth and Tilly had helped you make it after you found some beautiful fabric at the Saint Denis markets.
It was perfect for this weather since the temperature never got too low but it gave an elegant impression. It was exactly what you needed for cons, whether it was a damsel in distress along the side of the road or in the local Saloon. Not to mention you could run in it easily for when you needed to shoot your way out of situations.
You’re brought out of your thoughts when Leigh Gray exited the large double doors of the estate, coming out to greet you. You chuckled at the slight nervousness on his face, noting the way his feet shuffled and his hands fluttering.
“Good evening, Sheriff.”
He took your hand that you extended out to him, giving it a soft kiss before leading you inside.
“Please, it’s just Leigh.”
Up close with your hand around his arm you noticed the faint smell of cologne and the slight bit of hair pomade that he missed on top of his hair. You thought it was rather cute that the usual disheveled and clumsy Sheriff of Rhodes was flustered as he invited you to dinner.
The hallway was just as grand as you’d expect and it reminded you of why you were here. Dutch had asked you as one of the more experienced con artists in the gang to work your way into Caliga Hall. Of course, learning from Hosea himself it was relatively easy to do so but you’d be lying if you said this time was different.
Not once has a job made your heart race at the thought of seeing someone, nor has it made you second guess yourself. Usually you fall into a character easily, adapting to whatever characteristics needed to sweet-talk your way to people’s wallets but you couldn’t help being genuine with the Sheriff.
As you walked down the hall you passed his nephew Beau, a kind and lovesick boy who you reminded you of the good things in the world. The three of you had some pleasant small talk before the boy ran off again, no doubt to see Penelope.
You passed the dining room which made you second guess yourself, you’d thought for sure that you’d eat dinner together in there but Leigh reassured you with a soft smile and lead you upstairs to a small balcony on the back of the estate.
The view up here was beautiful, with a view of the entire Caliga Hall Estate. The sun was just starting to set behind the horizon, leaving the Kamassa River a beautiful golden colour where it connected to the Lannahechee River.
Beside you was a small table for two with dinner waiting under a silver dome. The table was set with a white linen cloth, the full dining set and a bottle of expensive wine.
Leigh held your chair out, waiting for you to sit down before tucking it in gently.
“I hope you won’t mind Ms. Macintosh but it’s my brother Tavish that prefers the extravagance of the dining room— I guess I’m more reserved than him.”
You shake your head fondly, watching him sit down as you take your napkin and place it over your lap.
“Its quite alright Leigh, the view up here far outweighs any chandelier in the dining room anyway.”
He pours a glass of wine for you, one which you’ll happily accept as you sip it slowly.
“And if I can call you Leigh, please call me by my first name.”
A light blush forms over his cheeks as he drinks from his own glass to avoid you noticing. He perks up however when the silver dish is removed and you pick up the correct dinner fork for the dish.
“You know how to use a cutlery set then.”
Leigh looks curious as to how you’d know that, he did of course assume that you’d have little knowledge of such a thing. You smile softly, finding his curiosity adoring which is usually a red flag when someone you’re supposed to rob starts asking questions.
“Before I lived with my father Hoagy Macintosh, I lived with my mother and step father on our estate. I was raised in the high society of Saint Denis until both of them died and so here I am but I never lost my touch with the finer things.”
You internally scold yourself at having to lie. Lying was something that came so easily to you and yet this time it wasn’t as enjoyable. But you guess it was better than the alternative of ‘yes I was raised by a bunch of outlaws who taught me how to deceive strangers into thinking I’m trustworthy.’
“I’m sorry Miss, I meant no offence.”
You shake your head, smiling softly at him as you ate.
“Its quite alright Leigh, I promise no offence was ever given.”
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Throughout dinner you found it easier to let yourself go around him. Everything about tonight besides your backstory was genuine.
None of your smiles were forced, nor your laughs and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t enjoying yourself tonight.
“I have to thank you Leigh, for releasing my dear friend Josiah— you have done my father a great service but above all you’ve taken away many of my worries.”
This of course was true. Trelawny was a good friend of yours and the two of you were the perfect pair when it came to working together on jobs, it would’ve broken your heart to never see him again.
“Anytime Miss, I’d hate to see you so worried although a word of caution there is only so much I can do if he gets caught again.”
You give a soft laugh, a genuine one that has him smiling.
“I can assure you that Josiah won’t be doing any more magic and if he does it’ll be reduced to coin tricks and pulling rabbits out of hats.”
A man in a fine tuxedo walks out after that, gently taking away your now finished plates in a gloved hand. The empty wine bottle is swapped for a new one before leaving without another word.
By now the sun had long gone out, the lantern by the door acting as the only source of light.
The two of you stand up, walking over to the balcony with your glasses in hand. You brought up the view as an excuse, saying something about wanting to see Caliga Hall when really you got to stand that much closer to him.
The sleeves of his checkered shirt were rolled up to his elbow, resting his forearm on the balcony’s edge. Leaning on one side he kept his attention on you while you watched the tobacco fields.
“I’m guessing this weather hasn’t been so good for the family business.”
Leigh couldn’t help but laugh and shake his head in somewhat of a defeat.
“No it’s really not but the Braithwaite’s seem to be thriving— the dry air makes moonshine all the more easier to make.”
Taking the wine from his hand, you placed both of your glasses on the table before returning to stand beside him. You rest your head on his shoulder then, deciding to make a bold move as you watched him practically freeze. He panicked for a moment although he was calmed by your light and airy tone as you giggled and looked up at him.
“You Grays really don’t like them, do you? Except for maybe Beau…”
Slowly you felt Leigh’s arm come to rest softly on around your waist, brining you just that much closer.
“Guess even you’ve heard about Beau and that Braithwaite”
You turn to face him with his arm still around your waist, feeling his breath as your noses nearly brush. You give him a playful, but lighthearted look as you challenge the Gray’s long lasting hate for the Braithwaites.
“Oh common now, that boy deserves to love Penelope as much as anyone. You can’t help who you fall in love with... even if it is someone who you can’t be with.”
Your tone changes slightly as you finish your sentence, your chest tightening at the reality that you’re nothing but a lowlife con artist running with a bunch of outlaws and thieves while Leigh is the Sheriff of Rhodes.
You feel rather than hear his breath hitch, the edges of his moustache tickling the top of your lip slightly.
“No… I guess you can’t.”
Leigh doesn’t move for a moment but eventually leans that much closer to finally kiss you. It’s you however that actually initiates it properly as you wrap your arms around his neck, your hands sliding into the back of his hair.
The hand that’s not in his hair slides down his chest to tug on his red neckerchief to keep him close. His arms are hold your waist, his own desperation poured into your mouth as you hear his almost flustered pants between kisses.
For a moment you forget exactly where you were or what tonight’s plans were for until the doors are opened and the same man who took dinner away arrived.
“Excuse me Sir, I didn’t mean to interrupt but Ms. Macintosh the carriage to take you home has arrived.”
You pulled away slightly flustered, although the same couldn’t be said for Leigh who’s face was as red as his neckerchief even in the dark. He walked you to the front entrance in what was mostly a comfortable silence and you made sure to squeeze his arm reassuringly to squash any nerves he might have.
Just before you left to go home, you reached up and placed a soft kiss to his cheek.
“Thank you for dinner Leigh, I enjoyed myself tonight.”
His blush only deepened, something you thought was impossible as he stared at you with hopeful eyes.
“Will I get to see you again sometime soon?”
You nodded, smiling as he took your hand and kissed it. He helped you into the Grey’s family stagecoach which had offered to take you into Rhodes so you could return home safely.
“I believe my father is coming by the Sheriff’s office tomorrow to help you boys out with a certain moonshine problem. Maybe I’ll stop by myself.”
He smiles at that, his chest rising in excitement as he bids you farewell and closes the carriage door.
“Goodnight Miss.”
You lean on the window, looking down and giving him a playful wink.
Summary: After bringing in another bounty to the town of Rhodes, you finally offer to 'take care' of the Sheriff, who you've been flirting with for months. Unfortunately, one of his Deputies needs to use the office whilst it's already occupied...
Pairing: gn!Reader x Sheriff Gray
Word Count: 1401
Rating: NSFW
Tags: First time, Public, Risky setting, Light bondage, Light dom/sub, dom!Reader.
Notes: Done for a request but tumblr ate it, so posting it in this format.
"C'mon.... y-you ain't gonna keep teasin' me like this, are you?" Leigh whimpers, his eyes half-lidded and looking up at you hazily.
"Of course, I am," you reply with a smile. Leigh lets out a mix between a sigh and a moan, not quite a whimper, but just as desperate as one.
You've been bringing in bounty after bounty around Lemoyne; when you'd first dropped off your prize in Rhodes, Sheriff Gray wasn't present to thank you, but he was the next time, and you noticed his rosy cheeks turn even brighter when he set his eyes on you. He tried his best to pull on his big-boy boots and act like he wasn't nervous around you, but his stutters and his eyes trailing around the room made it far too obvious, even if his tone of voice was firm yet welcoming.
So, you'd decided to toy about with the man, always flirting very blatant and direct to him after bringing in your bounty, who would often beg you to untie their hands just so they could plug their ears at the sound of Leigh attempting to flirt back. The flirting had been going on for a few months now, and sometimes you'd stay for a drink after, leaning against the Sheriffs desk and practically pouring moonshine down his throat.
It was obvious that he needed someone firm in his life, someone to take the reins every so often; it must be hard work being a Sheriff, and you offered to help lighten his load tonight. Leigh spurted out a "please," whilst nodding his head at the same time, and looked like he was going to pass out from shock as you grabbed him by his neckerchief and pulled him over to the bed in his office, drawing the curtains to separate his quarters from his work space.
The bounty you had brought in was still passed out cold, else they would definitely be complaining at the noises the Sheriff was making, especially the sound he made as you tied his wrists to the bedposts before unbuttoning his pants and finally sliding down on his length. He watched you with hazy eyes as you began riding him, chewing at his lip in attempts to keep the noise down, but he didn't seem to be doing a great job.
"I-I don't get why... You know how long I've been waitin' for this," Leigh tells you, watching you bounce on his length.
"Because, Sheriff, I'm in charge tonight, and that means whatever I say, goes."
Leigh sighs before biting his bottom lip again, muffling himself as you ride him faster. It seems that no matter what pace you go at, Leigh will continue to whine and whimper; if you're too fast, Leigh will tell you he won't be able to last at that pace, and if it's too slow, Leigh will protest and call you a tease.
He tugs at his binds every so often, but you're a bounty hunter, you know how to tie a knot, and both of you know there's no way Leigh is going to free himself. You're in control here, and he's perfectly happy with that.
Until there's a knock at the door...
"Shit," you whisper under your breath as you turn to where the sound came from, the back door facing the bed. Leigh had ensured to lock both doors and close the blinds before jumping into bed with you, but you're uncertain whether his Deputies have spare keys - you assume so?
Leigh looks at you with wide eyes before looking over at the door again, mumbling a line of swears under his breath. They knock again, and you urge Leigh to answer it. "Who is it?" he calls out.
"Just me, Sheriff. You alright in there, sir?" they reply, and from Leighs reaction, you assume this is one of his Deputies. You don't know all their names, usually because they're the ones out doing all the hard work whilst Leigh gets drunk on confiscated moonshine.
"J-Just fine, what you need?" Leigh shouts back, still with his cock deep inside of you. His eyes dart to you the second you decide to do something really cruel, and begin slowly riding him.
"Oh, come on," Leigh whispers under his breath to you, his brows raising, showing you just how much you're killing this poor man.
"Focus on your Deputy, Sheriff, else he might walk in," you purr your reply, and lower your head to kiss along his neck, nipping at that particular spot under his ear, leaving more soft bruises that you know he'll struggle to cover up.
"I was just gonna pop by and fill in that paperwork you asked me to do, Sir," they call out again.
Leigh stumbles over his reply, but goes along with the excuse you whisper in his ear. "I-I'm just changing my clothes, don't you worry about that paperwork, I'll sort it after."
"That'd explain why the blinds are down..." the voice from outside quietly replies, speaking his thoughts out loud. "Are you sure, Sir? I know we need to get that paperwork sent off-"
"-It's fine," Leigh cuts him off, his voice squeaking as you slam down on his cock.
"Are you alright in there, Sir?" his Deputy questions, and you pick up on Leighs panicked expression as the door handle is attempted to be turned again.
"I'm fine! I'm fine!" Leigh shouts out. "Just uh, finish early for the day, I'll get your work covered."
There's a long pause before the Deputy replies "Sheriff, it's mid-day..."
"Yep, that's fine! I'll see you tomorrow, alright?" Leigh calls out again, chewing at his bottom lip and letting out a soft sigh as you roll your hips perfectly, squeezing at his cock as you continue to ride him.
"If you insist," they call out again and finally, you hear their footsteps fade into the distance.
Both of you let out a sigh of relief, and you can tell Leigh is itching to tell you off for teasing him like that, for distracting him not only from his job, but jabbing at his concentration as he attempted to prevent one of his poor Deputies from walking in on this. You're certain he would have been flooded from embarrassment, from the sight of him bound to his bed whilst one of his employees is riding his cock.
"That was close," Leigh comments instead, and instantly begins whimpering again as you resume riding him. "That doesn't mean that you're gettin' away with this!"
"With what?" you innocently question.
"You know what! What you did, distractin' me whilst I was trying to bail us out of that situation."
"Oh no," you sarcastically sigh. "What are you going to do about it, Sheriff? Dock my pay?"
"Now, don't you get smug with-"
Leigh whimpers once more as you slam down on his cock; he attempts to frown at you, but continues to mewl as you ride him, feeling your own orgasm approaching. One hand keeps your weight propped up, whilst the other heads south, so you can touch yourself. Leigh watches you with half-lidded eyes, tugging at his restraints again, so desperate to touch you.
Your orgasm finally hits, and you tighten around Leighs cock, sending him into bliss as he spills his load inside you, sighing and moaning as his head rolls back against the pillow, and his eyes fall shut. He's muttering your name, panting heavily as he watches you slowly ride him, milking both of your orgasms before pulling off and rolling onto the bed beside him.
You're not a cruel person, you untie him the second you're off, and he thanks you as he falls limp on the bed. There's silence for a while, both of you breathing heavily, before you decide to speak up.
"Guess I better get going, need to start tracking that next bounty before they trail too far," you comment.
"Will you be bringing them back here? Once you've caught them?" Leigh questions.
You softly laugh as you rest your hand on his stomach, "you can ask specifically to see me again, you know? you ain't gotta hide behind the 'bounty' excuse any more."
"Well, I-" Leigh cuts himself off, thinking his next words though. "I'd enjoy taking you out when you're next available, which I assume will be after you've brought this bounty in."
"Sure, it's a date!"
