Change is Coming

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"All you had to do was ask" John laughed thrusting his fingers deep into her before pulling them out. He turned her thrusting his cock against her wet lips from behind. He rubbed and teased her there as he bent over the fallen tree. His hands went to her ass spanking it before firmly massaging it and kneading it in his hands.

"Go ahead tell me you dont want this" John laughed rubbing his cock against her wet sex aggressively. His large rounded cock bumped and teased her clit massaging it as his hands kneaded and played with her pert ass.

 

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The feel of him behind her, his hard cock rubbing between her legs, nearly drove Shane insane. She was so close to giving in to him; to letting him inside her for a good hard fuck. But damn if she didn't still have her pride - and, right then, that pride was bolstered by the rage that boiled inside her veins.

Marston's laugh fueled her anger, and Shane stomped on his foot roughly as she spun around and pushed him to the ground.

"No." She growled. Moving quickly she straddled him, rubbing her wet sex against his cock. She pinned him to the ground, her hands on his shoulders, holding him still. Reaching between them she gripped his cock roughly in one hand and guided it to her hungry sex. He slid inside of her easily, her pussy more than ready for him. "You don't tell me what I want." She seethed as she began to ride him hard and fast. Her full breasts bouncing wildly as she moved swiftly up and down his cock.

 

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"I dont need to tell you what you want" John laughed his hands going up her toned tan legs before grabbing her ass and smacking it "You think... Fuck you think this wasnt what I wanted? You taking my cock you using it"

John laughed once more his own anger inside of him fueling him on as he fondled and slapped her ass "Come on you want to make me pay dont you? Well make me pay get what you want take it and fuck me hard if you think you have the steel for it!"

 

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"You talk too much." Shane grunted, placing a hand over Marston's mouth as she rode his cock. Clenching her pussy tightly around the steel rod, Shane moaned as she felt the tip hitting deep inside her. She stretched around him, the full feeling causing her body to tremble.

"Fuck," she moaned as his hands fondled her ass. Shane refused to meet Marston's eyes as she rode him harder. There was no need for intimacy in such a moment. This was about getting her anger out and nothing more.

 

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She clamped her hand over Johns mouth effectively silencing him. It however did not bother him in the slighest.

It meant there had been some truth to his words.

He decided to give her what she wanted. He let her ride him hard thrusting forward with his hips and making sure to give her back every hard rough itch she gave him. He used his anger to focus keeping his orgasm at bay as he drove his cock in and out of her with ruthless abandon.

 

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He met her anger with each of his own violent thrusts that sent his cock deep within her. Shane bit her lip, fighting to keep the pleasure building inside of her from bubbling to the surface.

This wasn't about pleasure. This was about anger and loathing and the fury that filled Shane to the point she felt she would burst.

With each vengeful thrust she could feel her body reacting. The thin line between passion and animosity blurring to the point that they were one and the same.

The tremors started in her legs, making their way up her body until Shane was trembling with a rage-fueled lust. Her pussy had a vice-like grip around Marston's cock as she let out a cry that startled the horses feeding nearby.

 

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He could feel it, her struggle and bid to keep her self in check. She was angry and wanted to stay that way even as he could feel the pleasure building in inside of her.

The same pleasure building in him

He was close no matter how hard he tried to fight it. She didnt let up either and soon he could feel his cock twitching and swelling inside of her. It was then that he acted grabbing her hips moving so he was on top and she was held down as he took control of their fucking. He wanted to push them both off of the ledge of orgasm at once and he drove to do that thrusting and pounding her with all of his might. His cock swelled inside of her his balls twitching as he went over the edge, soon he burst his cum shooting inside of her as his thrusting became even more wild and rough.

 

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Shane struggled against Marston as he flipped her onto her back, her fists beating against his chest as he fucked her roughly. No, he couldn't do this to her. He couldn't take away the control. Her fists opened and her nails raked against his skin, digging into his sweat soaked flesh as he pounded away inside her.

"Fuck you." She spat at him, hatred blazing in her eyes even as her body betrayed her and the trembling intensified as she felt herself reaching that precipice. "Fuck - " any further words were cut off as she cried out, a deep, feral cry that echoed around them. Her body spasmed, rocked by the intensity of her orgasm. Her sex clenched tightly around Marston's cock as it twitched inside of her. The feel of his cum shooting up inside her drove her further past the edge, her eyes rolling as the pleasure became too much to bear.

 

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He felt her anger saw it in her eyes. She beat against his chest and he groaned when her nails raked her but he didnt stop he was to close to care to filled with anger and need for her. He felt her cum moments later and together they both cried out and kept ruthlessly fucking each other as they rode out their orgasms. His cock drained into her and he didnt stop fucking her his hips thrusting wildly into her until he felt his cum finally lessening.

His cock popped out limp and the tired feeling he associated with a thorough fucking like that hit him. His wounds from her assault throbbed and he rocked back huffing and watching her on the ground. He opened his mouth to speak but decided not to instead grabbing his pack of smokes and pulling one out for her and for him.

He lit his then offered her one his eye brow raised as he took her in.

 

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Shane gathered her clothes, clutching them to her tightly - a shield against the shame that filled her - as she turned away from Marston. Pulling the clothing on quickly, buttons done haphazardly on her shirt and the tail tucked hastily into her britches, Shane refused to look at him.

With her anger satiated it was replaced with a shame that colored her cheeks and settled deep in her soul.

"I have to go." She spoke softly, afraid to even turn around. She could feel his eyes on her as she stepped towards Honeycomb.

"I don't want to see you again." Shane spoke over her shoulder, eyes burning with the tears she held at bay. The last thing she needed was for Marston to see her cry.

With that she swung up on Honeycomb and, for the second time, left Marston with nothing more than the memory of their time together and the lingering scent of sex.




Mary watched as Shane rode up to the house, a cloud of dust kicked up in Honeycomb's wake. Even from a distance she could see the defeated slump of the young woman's shoulders. Soon, Shane was climbing the steps of the porch, eyes red-rimmed and bloodshot and her hair looking like she had ridden through a dust storm. Her clothes were in no better a state.

"Where have you been? Your father and brothers have been worried sick." Mary stood in the doorway, arms crossed as Shane tromped towards her.

"No where." The retort lacked its usual fire as Shane tried to push past her.

"You alright?" Mary placed a hand on Shane's arm. Despite what the other woman thought, Mary cared for Shane as if she were her own sister.

"Fine. Just leave me be." Shane shrugged the hand off and shoved past, stomping up the stairs and leaving a trail of dirt behind her. A second later a door slammed shut.

Biting her lip, Mary watched the stairs. Something wasn't right and she had a keen suspicion that it had something to do with John Marston.

 

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John watched her go trying not to let the sting of her words hurt him to much. He felt her anger and her hurt as if it were his own, like it was a raw wound festering under the sun. A part of him wanted to go after her and he even reached out as if to touch her as she sped away and left him in the dust.

But he decided not to

He had fallen in love with her in some way, he had wanted her more than this. She did not however due to the fact that he had in her eyes betrayed her. He realized now he had been a fool to decide to stay yet..... the paperwork was already done.

He was here to stay until the rail road finished

With a heavy heart John turned pulling his own clothing back on. Once he was decent he clambered back up to his own horse pausing to give him a pat before he swung him self on. He had work to do and now he had the added headache of having to stay away and make a point of staying away from Shane.

Which would not be easy

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ONE MONTH LATER

John grunted swinging down the ax and splitting the wood easily. It went scattering off the tree stump falling into the grass as he turned and picked up another piece. Winter was around the corner and from what Mr. Clarke told him he would be needing all the fire wood he could get. He cleaved a few more pieces before finally deciding to call it quits. He turned moving over to the hill that was just beside the small home he had built for himself and going to look at the entire ranch.

And the beginning of the railroad.

The men were hard at work trying to get the brunt of the work done before winter set in. Forty hard working men were finishing up their day below him whipping the sweat off their brow as they moved the materials back inside. He admired the look for a few seconds and even though his heart still bore the wound of Shane (who he had not spoken to since their sexual tryst) he knew it was a necessary sacrifice.

That this was the future

He turned moving into his home and pausing to scratch the head of the pup Badger he had picked up during his time here. The young pup waged his tail in response but other wise did not move as John went inside and began to prepare his supper.

 

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As the days passed Shane did her best to avoid John Marston at any and all costs, which was not an easy feat as her father insisted on having the man to dinner at least once a week. It never failed that when Marston graced the Clarke household with his presence, Shane was always set next to him. She would endure his company only long enough to eat and then would quickly excuse herself, retaining a stony silence and rigid posture.

Her attitude towards the man did not go unnoticed by her family - the men of which simply shrugged off as typical Shane behavior. Mary, however, thought differently.

On one such night, long after the men had retired to the porch to smoke cigars and sip their whiskey, Mary eyed Shane as the young woman cleared the table sullenly.

"Alright, Shane, enough of your moping." Mary stood in the doorway with her arms crossed. "Something is going on with you and it's about time you snapped out of it. Now, if I had to guess I'd say it had something to do with that Mr. Marston. Am I right?" She quirked a brow as she stared Shane down.

"And so what if it does." Shane glared at her sister-in-law. Mary would not be cowed, however. She hadn't served as a school teacher without learning to stand up to an insolent child.

"Well if you don't tell someone what's going on things are never going to get better." Mary stated. If Shane wanted to talk she would, but Mary knew better than to push the young woman. She returned to the kitchen, scrubbing at the pans and dishes as Shane finished clearing up.

"If I tell you, you gotta promise not to tell." Shane's voice sounded from the doorway.

Glancing back at the young woman Mary nodded. "I promise."





The sun had barely crested the horizon before Mary was tramping across Crooked River to the little plot John Marston had set up for himself. Not caring if the man was up or dead asleep, Mary pounded on the door with the ferocity of a mother bear.

"Mr. Marston, I need a word with you." She called out. Inside she could hear the excited yip of a puppy.

As they finished the dishes together the night before, Shane had told Mary every detail about what had transpired between herself and John Marston. Though Shane tried to hide it, Mary could see the feelings she wrestled with. Shane wanted to be with Marston, it was clear as day, but she simply could not reconcile everything that was happening - the betrayal that she felt and the affection had for John Marston.

Mary may have promised not to tell anyone what Shane told her, but that didn't mean she couldn't give Marston a piece of her mind.

 

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"Mr. Marston, I need a word with you."

The heavy banging startled him from the backyard causing him to stop the digging he had been hard at work doing. John turned his head slightly listening out with his ear and struggling to figure out who was banging on the door. His eyes widened when he realized it was Mary and he swore grabbing his discarded shirt and using it to wipe the sweat and grime off of his brow and chest before he answered it.

He went to the door opening it and taking her in with one raised eyebrow. His naked chest rose and fell still glistening slightly with sweat as the two watched each other for a moment.

"One knock would have done it" He finally said stepping back and gesturing for her to come in "Watch out for the dog"

Badger was already on the move yipping and bouncing around her as he let her inside. He noted the way she looked as if she had some thing to say and decided against offering her tea.

"Judging by the knocking and the look on your face I assume you have some thing to say to me?" John asked crossing his arms and watching her "Mrs. Clarke go ahead"

 

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Arms crossed over her ample chest, Mary stared John Marston down.

"You are darn right I have something to say." She said side stepping the dog as she made her way inside. "You, Mr. Marston, are a complete ass." She held up a hand, halting anything he was going to say in rebuttal. "You and Shane both have your heads so far up your asses that neither of you can see the sun. Shane's told me the whole sordid story and, while I don't agree with such shenanigans I can't say that I blame her. Her heart was in the right place when she acted the way she did. Now did she do the right thing? I can't say. Especially if she wasn't being completely honest with you from the get go. But you weren't exactly the most upright man, either, Mr. Marston. Were you?"

Mary paused, taking a deep breath as she collected her thoughts and figured what she wanted to say next. Marston looked as if he wanted to say something, but she quickly barreled on.

"Now the fact of the matter is that no matter how you two started out, with Shane lying and using you and you not exactly being honest with her either, you are both crazy about each other. Shane would deny it if you asked her, but she's smitten and she hates herself for it. Now are you going to be a man and make her see reason or are you going to just let things go on as they are with both of you being absolutely miserable without the other?"

Tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, Mary turned on her heel and made for the door.

"I've said my piece and now I will let you go about your day." She nodded and marched out the door, back straight and shoulders back. A general having issued her command.





Mucking the stalls always seemed to fall to Shane. Not that she minded, it was quiet, peaceful work. That day, however, the last thing she wanted was to be left alone with her thoughts. Frustrated, she jammed the pitchfork into the old straw and tossed it into the wheelbarrow behind her. Over and over, her actions second nature, which allowed her mind to wander more than she would have liked.

The conversation with Mary running in circles through her mind. More importantly, the fact that she had revealed to her sister-in-law - and, finally, to herself - that she did indeed care for John Marston. Much as she hated what the man represented, Shane could no longer deny her attraction or her feelings for him.

Lost in thought as she was, Shane was oblivious to the footsteps moving towards the barn.

 

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"The woman on this farm" John murmured shaking his head from side to side and looking down at the pup "Trust me buddy you got it easy"

He leaned down scratching the pup behind the ears before sighing and going to look out the window. His house was on a hill from there he could see most of the property. The big house as well was right in front of him smoke curling from the chimmney.

"Not being honest" John murmured shaking his head "ha! I never lied about why and what I was doing here"

John wanted to kick some thing but instead decided to swear under his breath. He hadnt been avoiding her either it was HER avoiding him. Now he was expected to go back down there and try again?

Would there really be a difference

"Fuck it" He said sighing and pulling a clean white T shirt on "If she wants to talk we can talk" He murmured pulling his hat off the stand and pushing it onto his head.

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A FEW MINUTES LATER

"There you are" John said stepping into the barn and eyeing her "Your pa said you were in here"

He turned closing the barn door and stepping in fully "I want to talk to you" He said narrowing his eyes.

"You been ducking me for the last few months and I want to know where we stand" John said crossing his arms "According to your sister in law you care about me but if you do I havent yet seen it I did tell you how I felt about you made it clear I wanted you well I still do if you want me" He said watching her carefully.

 

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Shane bit back a squeak as she heard Marston's voice echo through the barn. The sound of the door closing sent a shiver through her and she watched as he strode, purposefully towards her.

"Mary had no right tellin' you what I said." She shook her head sending her braids snapping against her cheek. Slamming the pitchfork into the pile of fresh hay she turned towards Marston and mirrored his stance, arms crossed and eyes narrowed.

"And what if I do have feelins for ya?" She cocked her head, eyeing him. "You think we're just gonna ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after? We ain't livin' in a fairytale here."

A heavy sigh fell from her lips as Shane ran a hand over her hair. "I do like you, Marston. Fact is I can't stop thinking about you and I hate that. I'm not some silly girl that goes trippin' all over herself from some man. I don't know how to do this."

She leaned against a stall door, shoulders slumped. Defeated. What was the point in fighting it anymore?

 

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John rose an eyebrow at her words and he to sighed when she finally slumped against the wall.


"If you havent noticed I choose to be here and live here" John reminded her waving his hand in the direction of his farm stead "Because I wanted to be with you, we aint living in a fairy tale that much is true but there is no need to ride off into the sunset together when I live right on your property"

John walked over leaning in to cup her chin and gently pull up into they were looking into each others eyes.

"I like you and you know it I made that clear from our last time" John told her lips inches from one another "I want you... I need you I am going mad without you lets make this work whatever this is and I swear you wont regret it"

 

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Meeting his gaze, Shane smirked.

"You fancy men and your words." She shook her head before closing the gap between them. Her lips met his, her tongue sweeping over his lower lip, seeking entrance. Hands fisted in his hair as she pressed close.

She knew this wasn't going to solve everything but it was a start. She may have hated what brought him here, but Shane could never hate Marston himself.

"John." she moaned into the kiss as her hands tugged at his belt. "I need you inside me."

 

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John groaned her kiss igniting the fires of lust deep inside of him. It all came rushing back their last time together, what she had done to him and he her. He attacked her mouth more passionately kissing and all but shoving his tongue down her mouth.

"Mutual" John growled at her words "I need you now!"

He growled it out pushing his belt undone and pushing his pants down enough to reveal his cock. He grabbed her pulling her up pressing her against the halfwall of the barn as he attacked her neck hungrily.

 

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Fumbling with her own belt as John shoved her up stall door, Shane couldn't help the moans that poured from her lips. His mouth was everywhere. On her lips. On her neck. It was driving her insane the feel of him against her, his kisses covering her body.

Finally she managed to undo the belt and pushed her pants down. Gripping John's hard cock she guided him to her already wet entrance.

"Fuck me." She groaned, "I need you to fuck me. I haven't stopped thinking about you inside me."

 

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"Oh god you dont have to ask me twice" John growled thrusting forward leading with his hips. He slid inside of her his large girth pushing and filling her in a deep aching way as he let lose a ragged moan. His entire body shuddered with pleasure his body rolling and twitching as he panted and moaned her name over and over against.

Once he was seated inside of her he began to move dragging his hips forward and back. He ass pressed against the half wall and he kept a hold of her with both of his arms as he buried his face in her neck and kept going at a steady pounding rythm.

 

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"Fuck." Shane's head fell back as she closed her eyes, feeling John deep inside her. He thrust roughly, shoving her into the stall door with the force of his thrust. She could feel him stretching her, filling her. She had missed this sensation.

His warm breath tickled her neck as he buried his face there. Her hands gripped his ass, bringing him further inside her tight, wet pussy.

"Harder." She moaned even as he thrust forcefully. "Oh god, John. Fuck me."

 

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"Oh god you feel so fucking good" John growled hearing her words and her beg for him to go harder. He pressed on grunting his balls beginning to make a slapping sound on her pert ass as he picked up the pace. He moaned in pleasure at her nails digging into his ass and it only served to draw the lust out of him more.

He kept thrusting panting in pleasure as he did. His entire body shivered with pleasure and sweat began to run down his body as he kept going and fucking her.

"So good" He growled "so good!"

 

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Shane let herself get lost in the moment, shutting out everything but the feeling of John inside her, his fingers digging into her hips, and the rough wood against her back. The scent of hay and horses and sex filled the air in a heady mixture.

Shane wanted to wrap herself around John, to make them entirely one body as he thrust deep inside her. The pants still wrapped around her calves made it a bit difficult, however, and she had to content herself with hooking one leg around his.

"Holy fuck." She moaned as her stomach tightened, her pussy clenching tight around his pistoning cock. Burying her face in the crook of John's neck, Shane bit back a scream as she felt the flood gates open and her orgasm rocked her to the very core.

 

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John growled not liking the clothing between them. It was to constricting and he was tempted to rip her pants clean off her body to get access to her.

He had no idea how to explain that though so when she lifted her leg and wrapped it around him he simply grabbed it and pulled her tighter. He moaned in pleasure tipping his head back panting as he felt her begining to go over the edge.

When she came she came hard it took all he had in him to keep himself off of the edge. Its not that he didnt want to come but he wasnt ready yet not when it had been so long since they last coupled. He rode her through her orgasm pulling her off the half wall and holding her up as he worked his cock in and out of her aggressively.