The Bounty Hunters'

Joe

Smiling, I reached out and took his hand in mine. "You are always so sweet to me Keith, thank you for the compliment. Would you like to have a drink with me before bedtime?" I offered softly.
I couldn't for the life of me understand why he felt so awkward around me, but perhaps given time he would explain?
"Come on, I promise I won't bite you. If it makes you feel better I can dress as I normally do?" I winked at him, rising from the chair. I asked the server for a bottle of wine and two glasses.
I held out my hand, looking down at him in his chair.
"Well?"
 
Keith

"I'm sorry." He says, suddenly laughing as he gets up. "I must sound like a schoolboy. It's just that I ain't used to seeing you dressed like. You look so different!"

Getting up from his chair, he takes her hand in his.

"I would love to have a drink with you, ma'am."...
 
Joe

I smiled, "It's alright, I imagine its hard picturing me in a dress. Let's go then.." I took his hand in mine, paid for our meals and headed upstairs. I opened my door and let him in before shutting it and locking it tightly. Turning I offered him a glass and poured. The bottle already open before hand, we could relax now. I walked over and sat on my bed. My eyes holding his while sipping the wine.
"This stuff is weak compared to whiskey, but it tastes alright. Come on over here and have a seat Keith." I slid over, making room for him beside me.
 
Keith

(OOC: Congratulations to Bounty Hunters for passing its 1000th post!)

Once in her room, he is surprised to see Joe lock the door after them.

"This stuff is weak compared to whiskey, but it tastes alright. Come on over here and have a seat, Keith." Now on the bed, she slides over to let him sit next to her.

Taking the offered glass, he says cheers before downing it.

"Well! It mebbe weaker than whiskey but it sure tastes good all the same." He smiles as she pours him another.

Time slowly passes as they make small talk. Joe refilling their glasses as soon as they are empty. Keith, ever aware of her warm body next to his.

"You're planning to go after the Daltons tomorrow, ain't you?" He finally asks...
 
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Joe

ooc: Awesome!

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"Well, Yes. I need to get them brought in. Get the reward I need inoder to retire from this profession and do something I love. Raise horses. But I have several other things to settle to, So I might be here in town for two days. Why Keith? Are you worried about me?" I smiled, the wine going to my head a little. I laid back on the bed, swinging my feet back and forth over the edge. I kicked off the flat sandals and sighed.
 
Keith

"Mebbe. Would that be so bad?" Keith asks, as he lays out next to her as he examines every facet of her lovely face.

Maybe it's something more. A lot more!

His face moves closer to hers...
 
Joe

My eyes met his and I whispered in a breathless voice, "No, it wouldn't be too bad at all Keith...." His face came closer and instinctively I turned towards him. My gaze fell to his lips and I knew I was hooked once again.
Bending forward I pressed my lips to his, nothing else touching. just our lips joined in a slow sensual dance.
 
Keith

He feels his heart lurch as their lips meet. Gently, tenderly, they start to kiss, their mouths working against each other as the kiss deepens. Slowly, Keith opens his mouth, allowing his tongue to move forward and torment the corners of her mouth while he brings up a hand to touch her face...
 
Joe

I melted against him, my tongue coming out to play with his as I rest my hand against his chest. I pulled back a moment, my forehead resting on his shoulder, trying to catch my breath.
"You take away my reason, my sanity..." I whispered, wondering what I was doing, but knowing what I wanted.
I looked up at his face, smiling gently I moved forward, "Tell me what you want Keith?"
 
Keith

"Tell me what you want Keith?"

He looks at her face.

She is so beautiful!

"You." He finally says quietly. "Joe, I have never said this to anyone before but..." He pauses for a second. "...I love you. Have done for a long time now."

There! He has said it!

He feels his heart lurch again as he awaits her reaction...
 
Joe

I halted, frozen. My eyes widening unbelieving.
"You love me?" I whispered, a little shocked by his confession.
"Wow, speachless now.." I searched his eyes and smiled. He meant it!
I leaned forward and kissed him deeply then with regret moved back. I didnt want to stop there, "Then show me?" My voice was husky, pleasure rippling up and down my spine at the thought. He would be so easy to love. A small part of me probably already did love him, but was too frightened to say so. Actions speak louder than words, so i would show him instead.
 
Keith

"Okay." He breaths as he leans over her, his mouth seeking out hers...
 
Joe

My hands worked on him instantly. Tugging out his shirt front and sliding my hand inside to touch the heat of his skin. A moan errupted from my throat as he kissed me deeply. Our fire was now burning out of control, neither wanting to put it out. My other hand ran down his back and over his ass, gripping him and pulling him into me.
"I hate clothes!" I growled in frustration. "Take them off?" I pleaded softly
 
Chester

This place was gigantic. I smiled for the first few minutes, as I walked around, looking for tonights big brawl. Then I stopped, I realized that I was smack dab in the middle of criminal territory. It was more than just brawling matches. It had child prostitution, drugs, illegal imports, and more. What freaked me out even more was the, "wall of law men", as it said on the sign. It was every undercover law man who ever came in on that wall. Their heads anyway, and some of them havn't even decomposed yet. It was a sick, sick sight. I gulped, then turned around.
I came here to brawl, not this other stuff. What if they found out I was a law man? I'd end up on that wall, and I wouldn't want that to happen, no sirree bob. This place was like a, "texas in hell", or something. Then I saw the place where they held the fights. My idea was simple. Just go in there, do my thing, wham! Bam! Thank you mam. Then take the money, and leave. It was that simple... at least I hope it was.
 
Keith

The passion and lust from a few nights before comes back and almost consumes him.

Rolling off the bed, the two of them quickly strip, eager to reveal their bodies to each other.

She is so beautiful!

As the last of her clothing falls to the floor, his eyes rake over her now nude body, noting the firmness of her breasts, the slim hips. His full erection throbs as he notices her looking at him back.

Then Joe is pulling him back onto the bed and within seconds they are back in each other arms, their bodies pressing against each other in urgent need as they kiss with a passion...
 
Joe

Stripping down, I gazed at his hard body. Tremors of desire raced over my body as I pulled him to me and we fell to the bed. Our lips meshing together in passion, neither can get enough.
My thighs parted on thier own accord and within seconds we were joined as one.
Sensations wracked us both, consuming us in a hot desire. his pace even and set, he steadily moved within my body. I gripped him to me, never once breaking our lips, even as we both moaned with pleasure.
His kisses left me breathless, his touch made me weak, and He knew just what I needed to be pushed over the edge. Climbing higher and higher, I did finally release his lips when I cried out in an exspolsive orgasm. He held me to him as my body quaked and shivered, then once again moved within me. My arms locked around his back, my legs clamped around his waist, and once again I was kissing him deeply.
 
Chester

"OOOOOOWWWWWWWWW", was the cry I heard coming from the middle of the room. I squeezed in to take a better look. It was a small arena, made with wooden planks, and covered with blood. Weapons were being thrown in from the spectators. Stuff like knives, bottles, and even a chair. One of the fighters was sprawled on the floor, trying desperately to get up. His whole left arm was missing. Standing in front of him were two men, not one, but two. One holding an axe, and one holding the dismembered arm. I've heard of illegal fights before, but this was just plain crazy. The two men then ended with a throat grab, and toss out of the arena, and into the crowd. The crowd then threw the body back, and the man with the axe simply held it in the air. The armless man fell right on the edge of the axe, and was stuck threre. He screamed, then died. My spine was tingling, and I thought, "oh shit".
 
Keith

Keith holds himself inside her as Joe cries out underneath him, her body clutching him as she rides her orgasm. Finally, she quietens down and he starts moving inside her again. This time, more slowly as he enjoys her soft body against his.

Smiling at him with a dazed look, she reaches up and drags his face to hers, their mouths joining in another long kiss. All the while, he is very slowly moving his thick pole in and out of her heated sex, each injection of his hard flesh causes her to moan softly. Then, without missing a stroke, he pulls his mouth away and starts to nuzzle her throat while he brings a hand up to a breast and starts to fondle it, causing her nipple to harden even more.

Lifting his head, Keith stars into Joe's eyes as he thrust deep inside her and holds himself there. Giving her a light kiss, he bends down and starts on her other breasts. First running his wet tongue over the soft flesh before taking the hard nipple deep into his hot mouth.

After a while, he tells her to get on her hands and knees...
 
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Joe

His mouth robbed me of my senses once again, and all I could do was moan, breath and feel. I complied when he asked me to and rolled over to all fours. This was interesting, but I would give it a go. He slid into me from behind and my body rocked hard, clecnhing and squeezing him tightly. Awed by the new sensations rippling down my body, I cried out and slammed backwards into him. I felt my ass vibrate from the impact and it added to the arousal.
 
Richard Dalton

We had hung out here long enough, it was time to move on. Walking over I told Mark and david to pack up, we're heading out.
They both asked me where to and I smiled, "Springs is 'a callin'. The cattle drives are done by now, time to clean house. So git your lazy asses up and let's go!" The both grumbled under their breath at me, but I paid it no mind. The worthless shits were drunk and or hung over from last night still. This place was too hot and getting hotter by the day. They needed a new location.
Packing up, they headed out and around Tumbleweed.
Soon, oh so soon they would be rollin' in the money and finally able to head further east.
 
Chester

A little bald man came up on stage, as the dragged the beaten mans corpse away. The bald man, then stood on a chair. Once the crowd began to quiet down he began to speak. "that! THAT, was the SECOND victory tonight by the Gold Blood Brothers! Now, may I remind you that there is one thousand dollars, in cash, for anybody who can take them on, and beat them! Remember folks, its one thousand! In cash! Up front!". The crowd was silent, and all that could be heard were whispers. After that pause, the bald man, or by now, the announcer, spoke again, "no taker huh? well, I geuss its time for another power demonstration from the Gold Blood Brothers". The annoncer made a signal, and a group of men, with their faces covered in a gold handerchiefs, dragged a bound man on stage. I knew this man, he was friendly farmer that everybody knew. A nice guy who wouldn't harm a fly, hell, he lets gophers dig holes in his garden, because he made that garden just for them. But what was he doing here? Thats when the announcer spoke again, "we got this guy hanging around his farm porch asleep. You all know as friendly farmer Sam. He was quite easy to nab, hell, he slept like a fucking log through whole kidnapping process", then everybody laughed. Thats odd, I couldn't bring myself to find that funny. "Now, for the demonstration, Marcus Goldblood here is going to break this man's spine, one handed!". The crowd cheered, as the Gold Blood Brothers did their little brother hand shake. The old farmer dropped to the floor, as who I suppose was Marcus began to do a few warm-ups. Thats when I snapped, and began to go forward. I couldn't bring myself to see this farmer dead, with a crooked spine. His back has been straight for years, and I wasn't about to see it go crooker now.
I jumped on the stage, and shouted, "I'll take them on!". The crowd grew silent. The announcer then came up to me, and said, "the bravest words I heard all night. Who are you anyway?". "They call me ghost hands", I replied. The announcer thought for awhile, and said, "fine, fine, since your a brave lad I'll let you do this. Because you came in late, I can't give you a thousand. But I can give you eight-hundred, how does that sound?", I shook my head, and said, "how about no money, and just give me the old man if I win". The announcer thought for awhile again, then nodded, and shook hands, "deal". A thought was looping across my head, "Chester, what have you gotten yourself into". Then the crowd began to cheer again, and the bell rang, signaling the start of the fight.
 
Keith

He closes his eyes as he mounts her again, sliding his rock hard shaft back into her juicy opening.

He hasn't even slid in half way when Joe catches him by surprise and slams her ass against his groin, causing them both to cry out at the deep penetration.

He had wanted to continue going slow but feeling her bucking against while clenching his tool is too much. With a growl, he starts to hammer into with full lusty strokes, his hands travelling up the back of her body before going under and scooping up her heaving breasts.

Joe omits another moan as he starts to squeeze her tender nipples even as he nuzzles the back of her neck.

Then pulling upright, he looks down between her buttocks and sees his erection, soaking with her juices, sliding in and out of her heated cunt. The sight of which causes him to toil even harder, causing the sound of damp flesh slapping against damp flesh to be heard even over the sound of squeaking bedsprings...
 
Red

While each of them made their sepperate ways I stayed behind tending to my horse. Tucker stayed quiet and said nothing as he cared for Thunder, once finished he bid me goodnight and left the stables. I was alone and all was quiet and therefore my thoughts went wandering. I was glad to be in off the trail once again, but longed for how things used to be when we came home. Staying at the saloon, having drinks and dinner with Reece and Belle when we could and just relaxing into a hot bath. But all of it was gone....forever.
"Oh Diablo what a life we live. Do you reckon we will ever get out of this business of chasing outlaws? I don't know myself." I talked softly as I finished up. I knew what I needed to feel a bit better and was going to take advantage of the fact that I could get a hot bath and a soft bed for the night. With the quiet neighs of the horses and the nearly silent whoosh of their long tails through the air, I grabbed up my saddle bag and headed for the Inn.

It was a bit noisy in the inn tonight but I didn't mind much, it helped ease the loneliness that had crept it's way over me. I paid for my room, asked that a bath be set up in there and ordered myself some dinner and refreshment. It wasn't long before my request was placed in front of me. All the while I ate and drank I heard laughs and snickers, and glanced up occationally to see people pointing at me. It was funny how people always thought they knew the story behind everything, but this town was one of the worst I had seen. Always judging a book by it's cover. I sighed and simply shrugged it off. It wouldn't be long before we would capture the Dalton's and then I would be able to go where ever I liked.

Full, content and feeling rather tipsy, I found my way to my room. It was quiet upstairs, and I welcomed the silence as I closed the door to my room and disrobed. A soft moan escaped me as I slipped down into the hot water and just laid there soaking for the time being, letting the hot water soak into each muscle. I wondered if the letter I had delivered had been recieved, I hadn't heard of any talk of Duprees while I was listening in on the gossip downstairs. I didn't know but time would soon tell.

Sometime later I had finished my bath and slipped between the covers, my head hit the pillow and not a thought passed my mind as sleep swiftly took me under.
 
Chester

"Theres no place like home! Theres no place like home!", I thought to myself, over, and over again. I was lucky that I was only fighting one of them, without weapons, for the time being. I dodged the best I could, avoiding almost all his attacks. He did manage to nail me in the chin though. However, it wasn't that hard of a punch.
When the opprotunity arised, I landed a hard jab to the face. It was like a rocket, and landed with a loud SMACK! The man was dazed, but not confused. I quickly landed a push kick into his chest, before he could he could snap out if it. Sending him head over heels, and making him land right on his back with a thud. He got back up, and was pissed. Thats when his brother came in. I gulped.
 
Joe

I gasped in pleasure as he pushed into me deeper, his hands holding my hips as he slapped against me. Sweat ran down the center of my back as my body temperature kept climbing higher and higher.
The sensations were awesome, his thick shaft sliding in and out. My cries grew louder and stronger with each thrust. my hands moved up and gripped the wooden headboard as I reared back into him harder and fast.
His mouth found my neck as his hands tweaked and teased my nipples. That was all it took. My walls clamped down visciously on his thrusting shaft as I bucked wildly beneath him. Screaming out, my juices flowed freely over the both of us.
I could hear the bed beating into the wall as he pounded in and out of me, whimpering I held on all i could.
 
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