Eliza Abandon

IS THIS FUCKING PLAY ABOUT US?

LMAO

okay maybe not

but

Sebald’s Saloon & Bathhouse if you’re interested…

Dutch van der Linde/Reader, EXPLICIT

Finally! Another chapter. Sorry for the wait. The next one will be the final one.

Thank you to the anonymouse who gently inquired after this. It can be a little rough writing niche pairings because you don't tend to get many comments or positive responses, so it's nice to know it's wanted!

This chapter doesn't have much substance or plot, I'm afraid. Just filth. Really problematic filth so please don't model your real life relationships on this. We enjoy toxic men when they're fictional; we demand more from the real ones. Okay? Good.

Fandom: Red Dead Redemption Pairing: Dutch van der Linde/(Female) Reader Rating: Explicit/NSFW/R18+/whatever you want to call it, it's filthy and morally fucked Story summary: Everyone has to do what they can for the wellbeing of the Van der Linde gang. And if you’re not willing to to rob or kill, you’re going to have to find another way to contribute. Chapter 6 summary: Reader awakes in Dutch's tent, and it seems he has a plan. Or two.

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“Lick it first, darlin’. Get used to the taste.”

can we take a moment to appreciate how buff Roger Clark is getting?

Ahhhh thank you so much! That's so kind of you to say. I try to spend time listening to his voice lines before I write so I can get a feel for his cadence. Totally recommend it as a technique to other fanfic writers. (It's also especially fun in this instance because Ben's voice is heaven.)

It was a public holiday in my country today so I got to spend the day writing, which means TWO new chapters. I completely intended for these to wrap up the story with a nice little smutty bow but unfortunately this particular fic doesn't seem to want to do what it's told, so we may have a few more angsty adventures ahead of us before we sleep.

Fandom: Red Dead Redemption Pairing: Dutch van der Linde/(Female) Reader Rating: Explicit/NSFW/R18+/whatever you want to call it, it's filthy and morally dubious Story summary: Everyone has to do what they can for the wellbeing of the Van der Linde gang. And if you’re not willing to to rob or kill, you’re going to have to find another way to contribute. Chapter 4 & 5 summary: After weeks of Dutch ignoring her, Reader decides it's time to confront Dutch and speak to him directly.

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“I will admit, miss…” Dutch’s voice had dropped lower and had started to take on that rumbling, honeyed quality he’d had that night you were last together. Like whiskey and molasses and the gentle rhythmic rumble of a train on a long journey. “There were times these past few weeks when I did—I did question Hosea’s judgement. But I assumed that was the voice of evil again.”

Dutch’s eyes slowly travelled down your body, lingering at the red blush at your cleavage, and came back to meet yours.

“But every time I tried to repent, my darlin’… I faltered.”

Suddenly, without warning, Dutch began slowly moving towards you, his eyes never leaving yours. Your heart began to hammer in your chest once more.

“You know why I faltered, sweetheart?”

With each step he was getting closer and closer. In one final smooth, fluid motion he was right in front of you, your eyes at his chest. He brought his hand up to your face, and slid two fingers under your chin right to your throat, coaxing your head up to look at him. 

“My mind was overcome by the memory of how wet you were on my hands, and how hard you came at my call.”

It was a public holiday in my country today so I got to spend the day writing, which means TWO new chapters. I completely intended for these to wrap up the story with a nice little smutty bow but unfortunately this particular fic doesn't seem to want to do what it's told, so we may have a few more angsty adventures ahead of us before we sleep.

Fandom: Red Dead Redemption Pairing: Dutch van der Linde/(Female) Reader Rating: Explicit/NSFW/R18+/whatever you want to call it, it's filthy a morally dubious Story summary: Everyone has to do what they can for the wellbeing of the Van der Linde gang. And if you’re not willing to to rob or kill, you’re going to have to find another way to contribute. Chapter 4&5 summary: Reader decides it's time for her to confront Dutch and speak to him directly.

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“I will admit, miss…” Dutch’s voice had dropped lower and had started to take on that rumbling, honeyed quality he’d had that night you were last together. Like whiskey and molasses and the gentle rhythmic rumble of a train on a long journey. “There were times these past few weeks when I did—I did question Hosea’s judgement. But I assumed that was the voice of evil again.”

Dutch’s eyes slowly travelled down your body, lingering at the red blush at your cleavage, and came back to meet yours.

“But every time I tried to repent, my darlin’… I faltered.”

Suddenly, without warning, Dutch began slowly moving towards you, his eyes never leaving yours. Your heart began to hammer in your chest once more.

“You know why I faltered, sweetheart?”

With each step he was getting closer and closer. In one final smooth, fluid motion he was right in front of you, your eyes at his chest. He brought his hand up to your face, and slid two fingers under your chin right to your throat, coaxing your head up to look at him. 

“My mind was overcome by the memory of how wet you were on my hands, and how hard you came at my call.”