I’ve tried to write this 4 times now and tumblr keeps getting in the way. This was the ask that I received and tumblr didn’t like me trying to reply to it so:
“like how the oc is from our world and she hooks up woth guts the difference would be if u can make her female and short and plus size and with more sex scene on it doggy style and prone bone with multiple creampies and orgasms fucking like animals and shit please and thank u”
You and Guts did not know each other by any means, you greeted him here and there when he passed by but nothing more. He would grunt in response. Nothing memorable to either of you really. And being one of only a few women within the camp you valued your privacy more than the brutes you’d met.
So when the sun had yet to rise and the camp was still, you made your way to the nearby river with your bathing supplies in hand. You found a dry spot on the bank and began to undress, you loosened your dress and dropped your undergarments. Folding them neatly on the dirt you stepped into the water.
It was cold compared to the warm mid summer air. It was filled with the sounds of bugs and the rushing water. You walked in until you were about waist height, scooping up water and letting it run down your arms and chest. You took the small chunk of soap and scrubbed until a thin lather appeared.
You were getting ready to finish up when you heard a branch snap in the thicket. You snapped your head towards the sound, you watched as the raider captain himself emerged. You let out a small breath of relief and greeted the man.
“Hello Captain Guts. How are you this evening?” He looked at you, having not noticed you before.
“I can come back later. I didn’t know you were down here.” He turned and took a few steps before you stopped him.
“You can stay, I assure you it’s no issue to me. The rivers plenty big for both of us.” He turned back cautiously and walked to the bank. Giving plenty of space between the two of you. He undressed, laying his things haphazardly on the ground compared to your neatly folded articles.
You began to wash to your hair as you left him alone to go about his business. He took the chance to look at you and study your features. He started up your back where the water met your skin. From there he went over your shoulders, to the hair on your head. You turned towards the side and he glazed over your face, starting from your perky nipple up the curve to your collarbone. Then to your neck and up your jaw, over your lips and cupids bow.
Then the tip of your nose and up to the space between your eyes. You turned towards get out of the water. Reaching the bank of the river, his eyes followed and followed the curve of your hips and down your ass and the back of your legs. You rang out as much water from your hair as you could.
You slipped your undergarments on and then your dress. Once you were finished dressing you turned towards bid him goodbye.
“Goodnight, Captain. I hope to see you tomorrow.” You left through the foliage, he quickly finished up and dressed himself. Struggling to put his boots on from his feet being too wet still. By the time he had reached camp, you were nowhere to be found. He sighed and left for his own tent. He made sure to search for you tomorrow morning.
So when the sun peeked at him through the canvas of his tent, he got up and ready for the day as he normally would. He left his tent and started his search. Asking the men around camp if they knew where you were. Half of them not even knowing of your existence and the other half pointing him in wrong directions.
After almost 20 minutes of endless searching he let out a disgruntled sigh. Unbeknownst to him, you had been collecting laundry and bed rolls of the men in this area of camp. Your pile had accumulated to almost bigger than you. You looked at the ground making sure not to trip over something, but not looking ahead. When you bumped into what you thought was a large tree.
“Oof-Ah!” You had began to fall backwards when a large hand had grabbed your arms to pull you forwards.
“Hey! What the- what are you doing?” His voice loud as he scooped some of the articles on top of your pile so you could see.
“You need to be more careful, you’re gonna get hurt!” You smiled at him, toothy and wide.
“Ah thank you Captain I’m sorry. I was just on my way to the river to do this laundry, you’re more than welcome to join me.” He grunted but followed behind you anyway.
The journey was quiet but pleasant. You hummed a cute little tune as you both walked. You finally met the river bank and set down the laundry in your hands. You dipped them in the water and rubbed the dirt and blood out of them to the best of your ability. Guts followed suite, not really interested in doing laundry, more so enjoying your company.
He studied your face again, better this time in the light. The same curve of your nose, your cupids bow and lips. Back over your jaw and making the whole way back to the top of your head. And sneaking a peek at the bit of cleavage poking out from above your dress.
He let you finish the laundry as you were quicker and better at it than him obviously. Once you were finished you hung the articles over nearby trees and shrubs to dry. You sat down beside him to wait.
“How’d you find the hawks?” He asked and you looked at him and sighed a little as you remembered.
“Much like Casca, Griffith had found me and saved me. He gave me a place within the band. The only difference between me and Casca is I’m not much of a fighter. I don’t mind doing other things.” You played with a small branch on the ground in front of you.
“Like the laundry?” You smiled.
“And other things I suppose.” He nodded a little.
“Are you a prostitute then?” You chuckled a little but frowned.
“I wouldn’t consider myself that, but Griffith told me when he saved me that there were other duties I needed to attend to if the opportunity came up. Copper and silver are copper and silver, no matter how it’s earned.” He nodded again, you looked at him really taking in his features.
You started at the scar of his nose, and then down his plush lips and jawline. Back up over his pointed ears and up to his eyes and hair. He was quite handsome and you had some time to kill while the clothing dried, and no one’s come looking for him yet.
You got up and walked over to him, you planted yourself in his lap. He was taken aback at your boldness. His ears and cheeks tinged red.
“Hey what are you doing!” You leaned down and brushed your lips over the shell of his ear.
“If you want me to stop, tell me now.” You waited and he said nothing. You ghosted your lips down his ear and to his earlobe. You bit down slightly, you could hear him take a quick breath but he let you continue.
You moved from his earlobe leaving short sweet kisses to his neck. You took your hand and placed it on the side of his face, you felt him nuzzle into your palm slightly. He tilted his head to the side to let you have more access. You bit down on the skin of his neck, lathing your tongue over the skin to soothe the throbbing ache. He placed his hands on the curves of your hips and gripped hard.
You took the hand that was on his face and turned his head to face you. You looked into his dark pupils, you leaned forward and placed your lips over his. He groaned into your mouth, he pushed further into the softness of your lips. His were slightly chapped but added character.
He ground you down onto the outline of his cock, the sudden feeling made you gasp. He took the chance to stick his tongue in your mouth. You both explored every inch of each other’s mouth, your tongue entangled. You pulled apart, panting and chests heaving with lack of oxygen. The only thing left connecting the two of you was a string of saliva.
He continued to grind your pussy on the hard outline of his cock, you helped him move your hips. Harder, and faster. He threw his back in bliss at this feeling alone. You let him grind you against him. For a little while longer, the patch of clothing under your dress dampened by the second.
“Fuck me guts. Please.” He groaned and captured your lips in another passionate kiss. He pushed you off his lap slightly so you could both stand up and get undressed.
You let your clothing fall to the ground, not caring about how neat it was. Guts doing the same, he came over to where you stood. His hands grabbed a fistful of your plush ass. He went and grabbed his cape from where it laid.
He laid it out on the ground for you to lay on. You lay flat waiting for his neck move. He got on top of you, caging you in with his thick arms. He kissed down your neck and to your chest. He took your right nipple into his mouth. You gasped and entangled your fingers in his jet black spikes.
He took your left nipple in between his fingers. Rolling it around, pinching it, pulling on it slightly. He let go of your nipples after a bit.
“Turn over, ass up.” He moved back to allow you room to do so. Your fingers gripped the cape beneath you. He took his thumb and spread the lips of your pussy. Watching as strings of your arousal dripped onto the fabric below you. He slipped his thumb into your hole for a second before pulling it out and spreading your slick.
He took the head of his cock and rubbed it through the length of your folds. You gasped below him, he pushed into you.
“Ah Guts—“ he grabbed your hips and pulled you back flush against his hips so he bottomed out. You could feel the tip of the head flushed against your cervix. It was a pleasantly painful fullness that you haven’t received from anyone else.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good.” He began to set the pace for his thrusts. He tried to go slowly but the warmth of your slippery pussy grabbed ahold of him and he couldn’t contain himself.
He rammed his hips into your ass at a brutal and almost ruthless pace. And it felt so fucking good. He groaned from behind you, your mouth gaped and drooling on to his cape. Letting out little whines, it felt like you couldn’t catch your breath.
He landed a few harsh smacks to the plush of your ass cheeks. You yelled, he rubbed his hand over the reddened skin to help soothe it.
“God your pussy was meant for me. You’re doing so good.” You whined at the praise, who knew he was such a gentleman.
“Ah, guts you feel so fucking good.” That was enough for him to cum. After a few harsh thrusts he pushed into your ass as far as it would let him. The head of his cock pushed flushed against your cervix as he came deep inside you.
You both sat there catching your breaths. You thought you were done, he pulled out of you. Pulled your legs out from underneath you so you laid flat on your stomach.
“Guts what are-“ he spread your ass cheeks to get a view of your pussy again. He lined himself up and pushed this cock back inside you. You moaned as he interviewed your fingers together. His palms lay flat on top of your hands. He dropped his head to your ear, panting and groaning.
“God you look so fucking good like this. Taking this dick so good.” He snapped his hips into the skin of your ass once again in another brutal pace.
“Ugh-Guts you’re gonna make me cum.” He quickened his pace to help get you to your orgasm quicker. You lifted your hips to meet his and your back arched as you came. He continued to fuck you relentlessly as you came all over his cock.
“That’s it, there you go. Atta girl.” The sound of his hips hitting the skin of your ass echoed through the trees. You could feel the beat of his heart through the palm of his hands.
“Fuck I’m gonna cum.” You whined.
“Cum in me Guts fill me again. Get me pregnant I don’t care.” He let out a groan from deep within his chest as he pushed his hips as far into yours as he could once more. He felt like the tip of his cock pushed past your cervix and directly into your womb as he filled you to the brim.
Once his hips stilled and he was empty he rolled over to your side as you both laid there collecting yourselves. You turned your head to face him and smiled at him.
“What? What are you looking at me like that for?” You giggled at him.
“The was some of the best sex I’ve ever had.” He raised his eyebrows in surprise.
“Really?” You nodded your head and pushed yourself up, you cleaned yourself off and began to dress again. You checked the laundry to see if it was dry. When it was you folded them neatly into a pile. Guts met you once he was dressed and you handed him half the stack.
You made the trek back to camp when Casca and Rickert ran up to you both.
“Where have you been all morning? We couldn’t find you anywhere!” You crossed her arms and scolded. Rickert nodded.
“He was helping me with laundry.” You grabbed his half of the stack and left.
“Goodbye Guts, I hope to receive more help of yours in the near future.” You winked at him before leaving. Casca gasped, Rickert confused.
“I don’t believe that you were helping her for a second.” He mumbled something that sounded somewhat like “fuck off” and left.
