Arthur Morgan

You’re currently sat your horse, it’s peaceful around you due to the wind blowing, birds chirping…although this is just a travel. Lakes around you, some filled with fish, some with people swimming in it or doing whatever.

You’ve been thinking bout quite a lot of things at this time…one time you snuck behind a saloon, nobody would notice? Right?…well yea, some people noticed but they didn’t speak a word to anyone it seemed. Would you actually do it again with him? Knowing you can’t take back your sins for this? Some men would say it’s a sin, perhaps not for you.

Now, outside of these thoughts of yours. Arthur is right behind you, not bothering to speak or say anything. You both are just travelling..alone together. Arthur lied for you, saying you’d both go fishing to Dutch. That man hasn’t even suspected a thing quite yet.

Would you both rather speak or sit in silence? Pretend you guys didn’t fuck then and there, kissing in random spots, possibly everything perhaps?

The man’s hand had touched yours, not a sudden thing, it was a common thing between you two…

“Just think about it, rather be here instead of that camp..” he’d speak although his tone was soft it probably hid something.