A/N: This is the only chapter which will hold smut, so enjoy it! Please leave me some good comments, as silly as it seems, I get rather discouraged when I don't receive too many.

Disclaimer: I do not own Red Dead Redemption 1 or 2 or anything associated with it.

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It was the next evening and Celina had started moving around Dutch's camp at Tall Trees more and more throughout the day. Her wound was healing quickly and the pain from it was being kept at a minimum due to the Native's talents with natural medicine which they had supplies her. She, from the short time she had been there was fitting in nicely with the lot of them, priding herself on the fact that she already had stored some of their names successfully in her memory. She couldn't help but find it funny that each time she and Dutch interacted in front of Horses Run, the older woman would smile at them knowingly as if she was getting proof of some of the best gossip around.

Currently, Celina was debating on whether or not she should go and pay Dutch some attention. The man who she had spent the last eleven- almost twelve years in love with (whether she knew it or not) had holed himself away in hit tent, or rather tee-pee for the night under the claim that he needed to go over his map and make a decision on where he was going to be running off to before everything started going down and getting real messy. Celina had already told him going north into Canada was the way to go but Dutch being Dutch of course would have to come to that conclusion on his own before going along with it whole-heartedly. She took a deep breath and raked her hair back from her face with her right hand before starting towards his shelter.

It was weird, she thought the way he had been acting towards her since she had arrived at the camp the previous morning. Maybe weird wasn't exactly the right way to put it but it was definitely a little confusing. One moment he would be looking at her like she held all the secrets of the universe and could make everything right in the world. He would take her hand in his and right when she thought that he was really opening his heart to her- right when she allowed herself to think the two of them just might be able to right their wrongs towards one another, he would pull away. Right when she thought maybe he was going to take her back, right when she thought that he would kiss her, he would stop himself and suddenly throw up his walls again. It hurt Celina to know that he was so close yet so far away. It hurt her to know she had thrown away four years which she could have spent with him and it hurt her to know how deeply she had hurt him by leaving. However, there was nothing she could do about any of that- there was nothing anyone could to about that now and they just needed to move past it.

She fidgeted with her hands and licked her lips slowly, taking slow steps towards his tee-pee. They needed to move past what had happened in the past four years and make it clear once and for all where they stood with one another. She needed to know, se had to know for sure what they were to one another. She wanted him to know what he was to her before she went off on what could very well be the last mission of her life. They needed to right things once and for all before she took the chance of never seeing him again and that was what she was going to do when she reached his tee-pee.

Celina entered the small shelter cautiously but without bothering to knock and took in the image of Dutch who lied on his back on his cot, shirtless and holding a book up as he read it by the light of the lantern sitting next to him. He slowly turned his attention to her when she entered, clearing his throat, "Celina, what is it?"

Celina looked at him for a moment silently, "We need to talk."

"Do we?"

"Do we not?" She stepped further inside, "I am in love with you and I don't think that I ever fell out of love with you, not truly... not really." She looked down at her hands almost awkwardly, "I want you." She met his gaze at that, "Right here, right now and forever. I want to marry you, Dutch." She gave him a small smile, "More than anything in the world."

Dutch raised a brow at her in interest and folded the page of his book over before sitting it on the ground and sitting up slowly, "Is that so?"

She nodded, tears pricking her eyes at the beautiful truth that she was so blessed to be able to stand before him and tell him how she felt after all of the years they had spent apart, "Yes. I.. I love you, Dutch." She hesitated for moment and shifted her weight from one foot to the other, eyeing him with a touch of sorrow before putting together her words, "I... I am going to be honest with you. This thing I am doing now, trying to save the gang... I might die doing it, Dutch. I'm- I'm a little worried that I may not make it back. The federal law, they're going to be involved in trying to take all of you down and they're going to be involved heavily so there is a good chance if I'm caught mixed up in the mess of all of this that I will go down too and I'll die." He opened his mouth to say something but she spoke over him, getting him to save whatever he had to say, "I am going to do this anyway and there is nothing you can do to stop me. I know what you may think of it- of me risking my life partially to save Bill, you may think that I still love him. Truth is, I did love him and I am sure he will always hold a piece of my heart. Regardless, Dutch, my heart is and always will be loyal to you. If you take me back now then I will commit fully to you. I'll still go off to save the boys, but I will be committed to you emotionally and physically always and forever." She held back the tears which threatened to escape from her eyes, "If I make it back from all of this then I will find you again, Dutch and I want us to get married and go off to Tahiti with Jimmy and Ryder for the rest of our lives eating mangoes and running a farm."

Dutch continued to just stare at her silently for another long moment after she finished talking until finally, he slowly got up from his cot and wordlessly strode across the tee-pee to her. He raised a hand to cup the side of her face and the emotion and love that he held in his dark eyes- well, there simply wasn't enough words to describe it. Slowly, they leaned closer to one another until their lips met in the first kiss they had shared in four years. Celina melted into the kiss as naturally as she always had when they shared a kiss with that much emotion, that much love there between the two of them and moved her arms to wrap them around his neck, his moving to wrap around her waist.

They pulled away slowly after a moment or slow and Dutch smiled the sweetest of smiles down at her, "I have never stopped loving you." When a tear pricked at her eyes, he trailed a finger down the side of her face affectionately, "You are just as beautiful as the day I met you all those years ago. Don't you go crying on me." He placed another kiss on her lips, "I am so sorry for all I have ever put you through. The fact that you had to leave to keep me from hurting you again- or the kids, I am sorry." His lips twitched upwards in a small smile, "I was hoping that one of these days, sooner than now you would come around and take me back. The fact remains though that I an very aware that I do not deserve a woman like you. Not even a bit." He kissed her again, "If you have to leave and do what you need to do, I will not like it but I think that after all of these years it is finally clear to me that if there is something you have set your mind on, I have no power nor right to try to stop you. Saving our family is something that I should be out there doing beside you but with the price there is on my head, I understand I cannot. So," He stroked his fingers through her long dark hair affectionately, "I see that I have no real choice but to het you go and demand that you return to me. When you get back," He stared right into her eyes, not daring to look away for even a second, "We will leave with Jimmy and Ryder to Tahiti- about time we actually go there, and we will get married which it is about time that we do that too."

Celina nodded with a sniffle and smiled at him, for once feeling that she may actually get the life she had always wanted sine first realizing how in love with Dutch she was eleven years ago, "You still have to propose to me."

Dutch chuckled good-naturedly, the smile meeting his eyes, "I guess that is some incentive for you to get back to me as quickly as possible."

Celina placed her hands on his bare chest, playing with the curly hair covering it lightly, "If I don't you need to take the boys back from Arthur and Sadie and get the three of you as far away and lost from here as possible."

"You'll make it back to me, to us. You will. Hell, you're the woman who survived the bullet to the stomach after the Saint Denis bank which could very well have killed you. You're the woman who fought off a pack of wolves on your way our here and years before ripped a man's jugular out with your teeth. You're the woman who has got me to open my eyes and accept the fact that I can be quite an idiot countless times." He shook his head as if he couldn't believe al she had done to prove her worth, "Of all people you are the one I have the most faith and trust in. You are the woman that I want by my side and in my bed every night for the rest of eternity."

Celina couldn't help but smile and feel heat rise to her cheeks in a blush despite herself. She but down on her bottom lip and shook her head slightly back at him, "I think that you might want to remember that for your vows to me."

"Worry not, those words are not nearly enough to express the extent of my love for you and our family." Happiness sparked in his dark eyes, "You have not the first clue how truly happy I am that you came into my life and that you're now accepting me fully back into yours."

Celina just smiled up at him, "I don't think that really compares to how happy I am that I finally realized I never stopped loving you."

"I should have tried harder," Dutch dipped his head a bit, "To get you to realize that sooner."

"I don't know if you could have," she licked her lips, "I don't know if anyone could have. Just one of those things that I had to realize on my own. You know? I-"

She was cut off abruptly by his lips meeting hers with more hunger and aggression than before. Dutch's hands roamed her body as if she were found water just as he was dying of thirst and she kissed him back with just as much need, her hands going up to his hair which had grown to the point he could slick it back again. She twisted her fingers in it, causing him to moan as she tugged at it.

She granted Dutch's tongue access to her mouth quickly, sucking on it add it went in and out, exploring the nooks and crannies of her mouth. Their tongues twisted together, massaging against one another in the most arousing manner and causing her to go weak in the knees, feeling heat pool between her legs.

The woman let out an involuntary gasp when Dutch suddenly fisted her hair and yanked her head back, exposing her neck to him and attacking her jawline with his teeth in light bites which easily clouded her train of thought. She moaned as he licked and kissed at her left ear, his breath hitting against it. She pulled him harder against her so that their bodies were flush against one another's, being the bulge growing in his pants as he continued his assault on her neck. She eventually pushed him back a bit before meeting his mouth with hers once again, this time her tongue exploring his mouth before she broke away and began trailing kisses and nips down his throat only for him to le out a low growl of arousal and lift her face back up towards his, crashing his lips back onto hers and driving her back towards his cot where he climbed on top of her.

Celina's breathing increased to be faster by the second as he unbuttoned her shirt with his teeth and slid it from her shoulders with her compliance. His large hands cupped her breasts upon removing her bra, massaging them gently as he trailed kisses further down her body and to the waistband of her pants, making eye contact with her as he stuck his longue just inside the waistband and began to lick the skin there so slowly it was nearly torturous. The woman moaned as she bucked her hips demandingly against his face and grabbed at his hair with her right hand, trying to force his tongue deeper, "Dutch, dammit. Please."

A knowing smile flitted across is lips and he grabbed onto her pants with his teeth, pulling them down slowly in that manner, tweaking her nipple between his fingers as he did so. Her back arched and she cried out in pleasure, "Please." The plead came out so quietly it could barely be heard but by the look on Dutch's face, he heard it. He trailed his hands down her body using them to assist him with removing her pants, leaving her in only her underwear. He licked his lips slowly at the sight before him, almost in a predatory way before hovering his face right over her heat and giving it one slow, warm lick through her underwear.

Celina cried out to him again, and moved to tug her panties down, so desperate to feel him again after the time they had spent apart. He stopped her though, pinning her hands down against her torso before giving another lick, making her hips buck violently, underwear wet with both his saliva and her arousal. He licked again and again causing Celina's eyes to roll back in her head momentarily in pleasure. He buried his face between her legs and let out a low chuckle before relenting and removing her underwear as well, much to her excitement. It was then that he returned his face to her core, trailing his tongue directly over the warm and wet skin which she kept bare, causing her to cry out again and buck her hips once again against his face in need.

Dutch sucked on her clit expertly, thick fingers pumping in and out of her slowly at first before picking up to a quicker and more demanding pace. He licked her folds after removing his fingers and slowly slid his tongue into her, earning a gasp of pleasure as she immediately intertwined her fingers in his hair once more, Dutch smiled against her as he fucked her with his tongue deep and fast, his hands trailing back up her body to tweak her nipples, leaving her in an almost incoherent state of mind. She began to tremble as she got closer and closer to her climax and he picked up his pace, going faster and harder against her, "Common now," He replaced his tongue with his fingers for optimal speed, "You're gonna cum for me. Cum for Dutch. I wanna taste you."

That was all she needed to let go and let her orgasm rip through her stronger than ever before, her leg began to thump uncontrollably as it so often did whenever she met her release and Dutch met her heat with his tongue again, kicking every last drop off the surface and burrowing his tongue inside her once more for good measure. She watched his with eyes wide with arousal as he took his time to lick up every last drop, never breaking his gaze from hers. Celina took in a shaky breath before sitting up and meeting him with a kiss, his tongue invading her mouth to give her a taste of herself which she sucked on, moaning against him. She smiled lustfully as she pulled away, "I've missed this."

"Oh trust me, darling, I have too." Dutch smiled at her and looked down towards his waist when he felt her unfastening his belt, "Well aren't you eager."

She let out a breathy laugh, "You have no idea. I've been wanting this ever since I left Saint Denis." Dutch climbed off the cot and stood up to make removing his pants easier for her which she did without wasting a second, pulling his underwear down as well and commanding him to step out of it before she wrapped her hand around his big thick cock and began to stroke slowly. She looked up at him with her beautiful blue eyes, "I am going to make you realize just how much you missed me." Without further warning, she wrapped her lips around the head and gave a sharp suck, causing him to shout in pleasure before sliding the rest of his length into her mouth, taking it down her throat. His hips snapped against her and his hand fisted her hair, ripping her back from his dick. He looked down at her who still sat on the cot, his breathing labored, "If you're gonna do stuff like that then people are going to hear what we're in here doing."

Celina smiled up at him mischievously, "Who ever said that I don't want them to know?"

Dutch's eyes widened, "Good lord woman." He brought her up to his cock again and stared down at her, enchantedly as she took it back into her mouth and began moving her kips up and down it with a tight suction which she was well aware drove him crazy. He groaned again and pulled her off of him, not able to take it any longer. She stared up at him with wide eyes and opened her mouth to say something before he pushed her back on the cot and climbed on top of her, pinning her to it and smiling in a predatory manner down at her, "You come all the way out here, to my camp which is over a day away with the intent of getting fucked by me?"

Celina stared up at him and into his dark eyes before nodding, "Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, I came out here wanting you to fuck me."

"What if I said no. Would you try to take it from me anyway?"

She licked her lips, breath hitching at the thought, "Yes."

He smiled slowly before moving against her in a way that made his hard dick slide across her wet heat, making her gasp loudly. He did it again and again, "Because you want it so bad, I am going to fuck you harder tonight then anyone else has ever fucked you. Harder that I have ever fucked you. Do you understand?"

"Yes," She swallowed, "I understand."

He smiled down at her, "Good." It was then that he attached hip lips to her neck and bit down just hard enough to make her cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. He licked and sucked at the spot, trying to sooth it as he continued to slide his dick across her core, making her wetter and wetter with each stroke. Then suddenly, he entered her hands free, making her eyes widen at the sudden intrusion and eliciting a loud gasp which seconded as a moan. Dutch waited for a moment before beginning to pump into her, picking up his speed and ferocity with each stroke. He buried his face in the crook of her neck as he pumped fast and hard, "They're gonna hear you scream for me. Everyone in this camp, they're going to hear you scream my name." He pulled out of her almost completely before slamming his hips back against hers roughly.

"Dutch!" She yelled his name just as he said she would without quite thinking and dug her fingers into his back, reaching her climax and spasming once again, her walls clenching around him as he but down on is lip in attempt to keep from cumming himself as he continued to thrust in and out of her through her orgasm.

Dutch chuckled, "We always were great together."

Celina drew in air sharply, raising her hips against his with each thrust. Suddenly, Dutch flipped the two of them over so that she was on top of him. She held herself over him on her knees with shaky legs, her said legs were too tingly at the moment to feel any sort of pain from her wolf-given injury. Keeping eye contact with him and breathing heavily, Celina climbed back onto his erect cock and began to ride him fast and hard with her hands flat against his chest for support. She watched as Dutch tipped his head back in pleasure with a long drawn out moan and she leaned forwards, kissing at his exposed throat as she continued to ride him, grinding her hips against his delightfully.

Dutch tried to say something but was rendered speechless by the amount of pleasure she was providing to him. She was the only one who could make him feel this way. She was always the only one who could make him feel this way. The only one who could take care of him like she did and he loved it. Good lord he loved it. He grabbed her by her hips and began to lift her up and slam her down on his cock. There was one thing he did manage to say, "What do you say we make another baby?"

Even through her nearly blinding arousal, Celina could feel her heart throb n the best way possible at that question. She nodded. She wanted a biological kid by Dutch which they could raise since birth as husband and wife. Nothing sounded better. He smiled up at her, catching her nod and began to slam her down on him harder and harder, making her let out a sound of pleasure each time he filled her, "Dutch," She kissed him and curled her fingers into his chest hair as she felt herself clenching around him, "I'm gonna-" She was unable to finish her sentence as she came for the third time that night.

At that, Dutch met his release as well, bucking his hips up into her hard as he did so, Celina moaning at the feeling of the warm liquid shooting up inside her. He pulled her back down towards him, wrapping his strong arms around him and holding her against his body, each of them covered in sweat of their own and the others. He kissed her forehead lovingly, closing his eyes, "I was so stupid to ever let you go."