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All For You || Part 5

Part 1, Part 2, part 3 & part 4

Pairing: William “Cap” Hatfield X Reader

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A/N: So I know I wasn’t sure if I was going to continue this and I’m still not. This may be it, but I really wanted to add this part. My heart was calling for it, this beautiful moment between them. Anyways hopefully you’re not completely over the story yet and hopefully this isn’t too sweet.

The room is cold from the winter night, the icy chill creeping in through the cracks between the slats on the walls. Will stands before you beside the bed, a soft silhouette, the lantern casting shadows over and around him. The celebrations long over, family’s gone home or tucked into bed, the fiddle has long ceased its tune, and now only the two of you remain, alone with the cold air, a steady lantern, and the promises of a wedding night to come.

You swallow hard against your growing nerves as Will’s eyes pierce into you, his lips mute.

Most of the house has retired for the night, only a few stragglers remain. Their voices filter in periodically from a few walls over.

Will’s sisters are sound asleep just a thin wall and curtain away in the next room over. You try to ignore the sporadic sound of one of the stirring.

Your uncle Anse and Aunt Levicy, made a room just for you and Will as is proper, squeeze the kids in together for the night.

Finally alone, just the two of you, the expectation of what’s to come hangs over both of you, lies steady in his stare.

Thick in the air, almost tangible enough to reach out and wrap you both in it.

A shiver runs down your spine as Will’s gaze pierces through you against the flicker of the flame.

Your shoulders quake suddenly as he steps closer to you in the dim light, belly clenching in anticipation.

You’ve wanted this for so long, so why are you so nervous now?

Gently Will’s hand cradles your face, his palm rough but warm against your soft skin.

“We don’ have ta do nothin’ darlin’.” His husky breath whispers to you in the dark, sensing your nerves.

His offer fills your heart with solace, soothing your nerves the way he’s done so well since you were just kids. Always knowing exactly what you need to hear to calm the fear.

In that moment, you see a side of him no one else does. Not the gun slinger, the sharp shooter, the Hatfield out for blood and vengeance those wanted posters make him out to be. Nor, the hot tempered, steady trigger uncle Jim likes him to be.

No, this Will is all yours. Only you get to see this side of him. The softness buried deep beneath of all the rough. He saves that only for you.

Bringing a warm smile to your face, your eyes fall closed as you lean into his warm touch, pressing your cheek deeper into his hand.

“We’re married now ‘n everyone already thinks we have, Will. No goin’ back now. We’d only raise suspicion if we don’ on our weddin’ night.” You remind him, trying to be sensible about a matter that is anything but.

“I don’ give a damn what anyone thinks… I can wait. I don’ wan’ anythin’ you don’ wan’.“ You hear him counter insistently, stubborn and strong.

His protectiveness making you soften as his presence and warmth surround you on that cold night.

So close you can feel the warmth emanating off his body against the chill of the room.

You can feel the pace of his breath, quicker than it was earlier tonight and ever quickening.

Will isn’t going to press you, but his body tells you things words don’t speak… He wants you, all of you. He isn’t going to say it, but he does.

Slowly you’re learning this new side to Will. Those warm summer days in the woods, standing here with him now, his body tells you things without ever saying a word.

Your eyes open and find his as he cradles your face, saying the words you know he needs to hear too.

“I wanna be yours… completely.”

You watch Will’s throat bob hard with your answer, you listen to a heavy breath leave his lips before your eyes find his again.

Your gaze holds for several intense moments as his eye grows steadily darker by the second, the blue almost turning midnight as he gazes upon you.

A feeling surges through your body, something warm and intoxicating under the weight of it. More intoxicating than any whiskey that has ever passed your lips.

Like he’s put a spell on you. And knowing you’re the reason for his flame, it’s you who can spark this kind of fire within him, feels powerful in a way you’ve never felt before.

Just when you think you might melt under the increasing heat of his stare, you feel Will’s other hand slip across your jawline, his long fingers weaving into your hair.

Your eyes hold steady with his as a shuttered breath passes your lips in anticipation. Another shiver running through you with his touch, rough and callused, but safe.

Your hands tentatively reach for his sides, feeling the heat of his body radiate through the thin fabric of his shirt.

You feel his breath vibrate nervously against your lips as Will slowly leans in, holding your gaze until the last second before he captures your mouth in a slow burning kiss.

Your knees feel weak with the spark of his touch as your hands grip at him to steady yourself.

You’ve waited so long to be his you find yourself barely hanging on as your lips following his lead.

Your hands fist the cotton of his shirt, fingers digging into his flesh as Will’s mouth leaves yours before your thirst has even been quenched.

Moving along your jaw, tingles vibrating through you beneath his lips, leaving sparks of fire winding through your body.

Quietly you gasp as Will’s lips latch onto the sensitive skin just below your ear, having never been kissed there before.

Your head tilts back, heat rising under your skin with his touch as you melt beneath him.

With Will’s hot breath hitting your skin, his mouth devouring your neck, you find your body reacting in ways you hadn't experienced before.

You sway on your feet, overtaken by the surge of new sensations rushing through you as Will’s arm winds around your waist, his strength keeping you on my feet as you burn up under his kiss.

Your breath hitches, a breathy sigh escaping you as you feel Will’s mouth opens as it trails your neck, taking you by surprise.

A terrifying thrill races through you with the feel of Will’s tongue brushing your skin, warm and wet in a way you’ve never felt before.

His kiss grows hungrier against your sensitive skin as your knees buckle.

In the grip of Will’s love, as he makes you feel things no one ever has before, guilt begins to creep in your heart too.

This should have been his all along. As your husband, you should have only been his.

But even more than that, as your love, only he should have known the taste of your mouth, the feel of your skin, the shape of your body and the way it can move with his.

You can’t help but feel you robbed him of that.

As Will’s mouth leaves your neck, his face moving back up to yours, your insecurities begin to deepen and you find yourself apologizing for the wrongs you committed against him.

“I’m sorry, Will. I know you didn’ plan on marryin’ a ruined bride.” You confess in haste and guilt.

You suck in a sharp breath as Will’s hands suddenly cup your face in response, his forehead settling against your own, his warm breath fanning your face with the closeness.

“I don’ wanna hear you talkin’ ‘bout yerself like that. Nothin’ ruined about you, darlin’.” His voice sounds deep and husky with an insistent quality that makes your belly tighten as he holds you close, sealing his words with a long passionate kiss that sets you both on fire.

You’re breathless when Will pulls back, meeting your eyes again.

You find you can hardly breathe against the weight of his stare and the feelings it spurs inside you.

Your heart thumps harder against your chest with the hunger and desire blinding in his eyes.

No one’s ever looked at you the way he does as the faint flame of the candle makes him glow as he stands across from you in the otherwise silent room.

You watch as Will slowly takes hold of his suspenders before pulling them from his shoulders, one by one.

Holding your gaze for every moment, his eyes watching you so carefully, as if he’s trying to read you like a book.

Nerves build in your belly as you follow his lead, reaching for the buttons on the front of your dress.

Your fingers tremble as you slowly work them free. Your chest rattles as you swallow hard against your nerves.

Your gaze breaks from Will as he untucks his shirt from his pants and begins rapidly unbuttoning it.

Your mind tells you you shouldn’t be nervous, this is Will after all, but your heart feels anxious just the same. Whispering, this’ll be different than last time. This’ll matter in a way what you did before never did.

This is the man you love and you’re finally his. That realization strengths the yearning you’ve held restrained inside you for so long, but also makes your chest tightens with nerves.

You didn’t even realize how transparent you were until you feel Will’s big rough hands cover your own.

“Ya scared?” You hear him ask. Your eyes rise to meet his waiting pair.

Your gaze grazing across his now exposed chest on your way up, making your breathe rattle and heart pound harder seeing him so exposed.

“I know I shouldn’ be. I jus’…“ Just what? Your mind mulls over the answer, trying to find the words, but it’s your heart that knows the real truth.

“…I don’ wanna disappoint you.” You finally answer, your eyes falling from his, back down to the floorboards beneath your bare feet.

You trust Will. Trust him more than anyone else, but you’re not entirely sure what Will’s expecting here.

Is he hoping you’ll be like one of those hussies around town or a tavern whore? Surely, they know how to please a man.

The expectation somehow feels different with you both knowing you’ve already warmed a man’s bed. Leaves you feeling like you should know something you don’t.

You still don’t remember much of what happened with Jonce and that’s the last thing you want to try and recall in this moment.

Growing up without a mother, no one ever talked about these things with you. Being the oldest girl out of your cousins there was never anyone to talk with about these matters.

You’ve heard a crass word out of the men in your family over the years, but mostly they tried to protect you from that. It wasn’t lady like after all.

You had hoped Levicy would have a word with you before your wedding about wifely duties and such.

But you entered your wedding night with a seed already strong in your belly, so your kin naturally assumed it was too late for such talk. You feel out of your element here.

Will has sacrificed so much for you, you don’t want to leave him dissatisfied too.

The worries race and rattle something fierce through your brain until you feel Will’s hands cradle your cheeks and lift your face away from the floorboards.

You meet his gaze only to find reassurance as a light huff lifts off his chest as he flashes you a small crooked grin.

He kisses your lips gently before resting his forehead against yours, softly brushing his nose to yours in a tender show of love as his thumb sweeps across your cheek.

“You could never disappoint me, darlin’. Not like this. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you… I’m more worried ‘bout pleasin’ you. All I wanna do is make you happy.” Will admits on a thick whisper.

There Will goes again, sweeping you off your feet without even trying.

Nothing strikes a match inside you more than the way Will loves you. The way he cares for you like no one else.

To the rest of the world he might have perfect aim with his rifle, it’s your heart he never misses.

Your hands tangling in the long blonde hair at the back of his neck, filling your need to feel him beneath your fingertips as you nuzzle his nose in return.

“You already make happier than I ever thought I could be.” You whisper back as you pull him into a fiery kiss.

His insecurities reassure your own, putting to rest any fears you had about satisfying his wants and needs.

The greed of Will’s kiss lets you know without words he's just as desperate as you are to feed this hunger that's been building between you for so long.

Heat rushes through you as Will takes control, his rough fingertips faintly brushing your skin as he starts in on the buttons of your dress.

A breathy sigh rips from your lips as Will’s kiss leaves your mouth, moving hastily down your neck. Exploring the places his hands reveal as he works the buttons loose on your dress.

Your breath grows labored as your hands splay across his back, discovering the feel of his body, the feel of his muscles moving and flexing beneath your palms as he undresses you.

Tugging the dress open and off your shoulders, your heart pounds as his lips follow just a step behind.

A delirious feverish feeling takes over, like the one you both discovered in the woods on election day. Only this time you know no one’s coming to put this fire out.

You release Will as you feel him gently tug your dress down your arms and body, before the fabric falls and pools at your bare feet.

You feel Will’s mouth leave your collarbone as he takes a step back, you’re sure to get a look at you, but your heart pounds with insecurity.

Standing in only your shift, you’re not ready for him to see what he’s bought into. Afraid he might have buyer’s remorse, you move to him, cupping his cheeks as you pull him into another searing kiss.

The need to explore Will, to know him in the most intimate ways only grows louder inside you as you break from his mouth, moving to his neck and steadily down his chest as your hands roam the contours his body before you reach for his trousers.

You want to discover what makes him tick the way he’s already been discovering you.

His skin tastes salty on your tongue from the long day, but also sweet as your mouth explores him.

Desirous to please him, Will’s response to your assault only drives you on. As your mouth dances across his skin, savoring the taste of him, and the way he clutches you tighter, pulling your body fully against his.

So close, you feel his breath grow heavier with each exhale under your kiss.

You feel the rhythm of his chest against you as his hand begins to knot in your hair, his other firmly against your hip, fisting your shift in his grip as he holds you impossibly close to him.

Your chest tightens as Will bunches the material of your shift in his grip before pulling it over your head, leaving your bear before him.

Your body trembles as you try to convince yourself it’s just from the cold, while inside knowing you can barely feel the chill against the emotions suddenly raging inside you.

A shaky breath slips past your lips as Will takes a step back.

Instinctively, your hand covers your stomach, still unsure. The bump is still small, but visible and you’re self-conscious of it all the same.

You wish you could connect with this baby, but really, it still terrifies you.

This isn’t how things were supposed to be. You never could have imagined you’d be carrying another man’s child on your wedding night and even though Will’s willing to take that on, doesn’t mean he’s ready to see the proof of your transgressions.

Will’s eyes rake over you, his milky eye luminous in the candle light, his blue eye growing darker than you can ever remember seeing it.

The heat in his gaze sends a shiver running over your skin, but you can’t look away.

Still you bite your lip nervously as Will steps to you and slowly removes your hand, lacing your fingers together with his as he looks down at your stomach.

“I’m sorry Will, I promise I’ll give you more.” You feel the need to tell him that as your eyes water.

You don’t know what to expect of him where this baby is concerned. He’s taken it in name, that’s more than you ever could have asked.

You’ve already reconciled in your mind this baby may primarily be more yours than his.

As Will looks back up at you, meeting your eyes once again, there’s a lightness to his gaze you weren’t expecting to find.

“You betta.” He says, cracking a smile that sets your heart at ease.

“I wanna fill a house with ‘em. As beautiful as their mama.”

His eyes never leave yours as you feel his knuckles find your stomach and gently run up and down the curve of your belly, sending a shaky breath off your lips.

“But this’ll be our first.”

Your heart flutters with hope, but your cautious as your eyes hold steady with his piercing blue, and glassy white one.

“I wouldn’t think less of you if you felt differently about this one.”

Releasing your hand, Will cups your face, his eyes imploring yours as he leans in close.

“I love you.” He swears it, his words heavy and pressing as his thumb gently strokes your cheek.

Your breath quickens past your lips as a shiver runs through you. He’s said it in so many ways before but never like this.

This is the first time he’s said the words to you as you melt to the sound of them rolling off his lips.

When he kisses you next it steals the breath from your lips as you kiss him back with the same intense need.

You’re still wishing he wouldn’t stop when Will breaks the kiss, leaving a trail of soft tender kisses down your body.

Along your collarbones and the valley of your breasts, slowly moving south, leaving you gasping and wanton to his touch as your hands lace into his hair.

Crouching down in front of you, you watch him carefully as his hand settles on the curve of your waist, his thumb brushing the swell of your belly.

You suck in a sharp breath when Will leans in and rests his forehead against your flesh.

“And you too.” You hear him whisper, his husky breath warm and seducing against your chilled bare skin before his lips faintly touch your belly, sending tingles rushing through your body and your heart bursting wide open.

A shuttered breath bursts past your lips, unable to hold back your love for him as your hands grip his messy hair.

And in that moment, you know you’ve never loved anyone more.

Will’s warm mouth begins to blaze a trail up your body, back up to your face, melting you under his touch.

He barely has time to rise to his feet before your lips are crashing back on his, desperate for his kiss.

Desperate for him, your arms wrap around his neck, hands tangling in his hair as you pull him as close as you can get.

Any lingering fears or doubts washed from your mind.

Will kisses you back with equal ferocity as his hands make quick work of his trousers and breeches before you feel them pool at both your feet.

Grabbing the back of your thighs, Will hoists you up against him.

Your bodies come together as you wrap your legs around his waist while Will holds you steady, his hands secure on the back of your neck and rear.

You’ve never been more naked and exposed than you are with him in that moment, with anyone else you’d have felt scared, self-conscious, but you’ve never wanted anyone the way you want Will in that moment. Never trusted anyone more.

Lost in his kiss, you barely realize you’ve moved, until Will lowers you both onto the bed.

Your back come to rest against the tick and blankets as Will’s weight settles across you and between the cradle of your thighs.

He breaks your urgent kiss to stare down at you with a look that cuts through you like a knife.

His gaze so intense, you find it hard to breathe as you swear he can see into the deepest parts of you.

And as his hand slips forward from the back of your neck to brush his thumb along the edge of your face, you swear you’re everything to him in that moment, his whole world.

Your eyes hold impossibly steady as you realize from the deepest part in your heart, there’s nowhere else you belong, but beside him.

You’d gladly follow this man to ends of the earth.

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