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This story is for adults and contains a vivid description of a consensual adult relationship.

After watching The War Priest and Sgt. Holly I felt compelled to write this story. I wanted Sgt. Holly to have some happiness and since Kitty belongs to Matt I wrote a new character.

Sergeant Holly strolled into the Long Branch looking for two things, obviously whiskey and Kitty Russell. He found Kitty at the bar pounded his fist and demanded whiskey as only he could. Kitty, with a slight twinkle in her eye called to a girl who was drying off glasses at the end of the bar. "Leah, bring this man a bottle of whiskey." Leah turned and brought the bottle setting it down in front of Holly. He eyed the girl lasciviously noting her ample cleavage in a dress she was born to wear. As she walked away he said "say Kitty, where have you been hiding this hot little thing away?"

"You mean Leah? She doesn't actually work here Holly she's just helping me out today"

"Good, good then I can see her whenever I please" Holly took his bottle down to the end of the bar where he could watch Leah. He was positively hooked on the petite brunette with sparkling green eyes and long silky hair. He ran his mouth and she just let him. She didn't blush or even get mad as he flirted shamelessly and eyeballed her, she kept on working and ignored the propositions. As he told stories she listened and he made her laugh. Over the next few weeks Holly kept popping up wherever Leah was and even dragged her reluctantly on a picnic. She started to enjoy his company, and a physical relationship was developing, but they also fought heatedly. One evening, standing in the alley behind the Long Branch arguing, Holly wrapped his arms around Leah's waist and pulled her in close, kissing her roughly. Then, still holding her, he said "I'm going to California, and you're coming with me."

"Holly you're drunk and crazy" she replied trying to push him away.

"That may be chickadee, but you're gonna marry me and I don't wanna hear another word about it."

He kissed her deeply again lighting a fire low in her belly. Then he said "Go get Marshal Big-fist and Miss Long Branch and meet me at the church in an hour. I'll find the Reverend and get us a room for the night." Leah stood there for a minute shocked and Holly smacked her behind and said "hop to it sweetheart"

Leah turned and went inside the Long Branch and walked straight to the bar, poured some brandy and started drinking. Kitty seeing this came over, "Leah are you all right? You look as though you've seen a ghost."

"It's complicated Kitty, where's Matt?"

"At the jailhouse I think, what's wrong?"

"Let's go get the Marshal, I'll explain it on the way."

Standing at the front of the Dodge church, the reverend pronounced the couple man and wife and told Sargent Holly he could kiss his bride. He tipped Leah backwards and kissed her senseless and when they finally came up for air Holly looked right at Matt and said "Now Big-fist doesn't this make you wanna do right by your woman?"

Matt sputtered something about buying everyone a drink. When they reached the Long Branch Holly picked up his brand new bride and carried her into the saloon and announced "ladies and gents here she is the one and only Mrs. Emmett Holly, you can look, but don't touch she's all mine."

Sergeant Holly proceeded to put back quite a bit of whiskey and get good and drunk at which point he carried his bride out of the Long Branch and up the stairs of the Dodge House to the back room along with another bottle of whiskey. Holly laid Leah on the bed and put the bottle on the nightstand. He kicked of his boots as she did her shoes and he made quick work of the buttons on her dress and removed it. He pulled off his shirt before proceeding to strip Leah of her undergarments. He leaned over her and kissed her deeply his tongue ravishing her mouth as his hand trailed roughly from her knee up her thigh and finally to her warm glistening sex. Holly pulled back and sucked his fingers, savoring Leah's essence. He quickly unfastened his belt, dropping his pants to the floor. Part of Holly's anatomy stood at attention and Leah was taken aback at his size. With one quick motion he entered her, however she was so wet with desire this wasn't a problem. Soon he was moving inside her slow at first and then rapidly. He reached down between them and stroke her with his thumb and she soon cried out her muscles tightening around him which was his undoing as well and he groaned as he spilled his hot seed inside her. Holly kissed his bride again slowly savoring her lips and tongue. Then he reached over and grabbed the whiskey bottle drinking some and then put the bottle to her lips "Drink Leah" he said and she obliged him.

"Holly for heaven's sakes how drunk do you want me to be?" she asked after he poured more whiskey down her throat than she had ever consumed before.

"If you're gonna be my wife you're gonna have to learn to drink, I'll see to it woman"

Holly took one more swallow himself and then looking Leah in the eyes said "I love you Mrs. Holly"

"I love you Sergeant Holly"

Holly then wrapped himself around his bride and both drifted into deep sleep.

Leah gradually became aware of Emmett's hand on her thigh and his lips gently kissing and sucking at her throat coaxing her from sleep. The light shining through the window was bright and she shielded her eyes. "Here baby, hair of the dog" Holly said offering her more whiskey. "Come on, one more big swallow" he coaxed. Reluctantly Leah did as her big man said and then questioned "do you intend on keeping me drunk forever?"

"that's the general idea Mrs. Emmett Holly, get used to it, and while we're at it I'm gonna get your tight little body used to a real man" he said slipping his hand between her thighs. Leah shivered at his touch as he gently stroked her soft folds and when his fingers dipped inside her velvety opening she shuddered, sucking in her breath. His thumb stroked her most sensitive spot as his fingers moved inside her and she arched her back grinding against his hand. Holly smiled watching her, enjoying the wanton look of need on her face and her beautiful round bosom straining upwards. He leaned over and took one rosy bud in his mouth. "Emmett, oh please" she cried and he increased the pressure and speed with which he manipulated her sex. She came hard with a wail, gushing liquid essence and collapsed on the bed her muscles contracting rhythmically around his fingers. As she came back down from the clouds he gently stroked her inner thigh and then bent down to kiss her soft warm lips and taste his sweet little woman. Mine he silently pondered, all mine. He knew he had twenty years on her or more and he considered himself very lucky to have her heart as well as her body. Leah looked through heavy lids at this man who had captured her heart and mastered her body. It all happened so fast, a whirlwind courtship to be sure, but she felt more love in her heart for this man than she ever knew was possible. She knew the gossips of Dodge City were whispering about their age difference, but she didn't care. Emmett was all man, the only one who had ever made her feel like a woman and more than that she felt cherished. She ran her fingers through his hair, his head resting on her hip, his big hand caressing her soft belly. He kissed his way up her stomach, stopping briefly to swirl his tongue in her naval. Then with a twinkle in his eye he lay back on the bed, head resting on the pillows. He took her hand and pulled "Come on darlin, get in the saddle, ole Holly's gonna learn you to ride." Smiling, Leah straddled him and slowly lowered herself onto his impressive member. Gradually her sore opening adapted, taking him in. He groaned at her tightness and took her small hands in his large ones. Holly supported Leah as she began moving her hips and grinding against him. Oh what a view he thought as her breasts bounced inches from his face, her long silky hair flowing over them. Leah moaned, coming softly, her body tightening around him all the more. His eyes rolled back in his head, and he came too, spilling his seed with sweet release. "Atta girl" he said, playfully smacking bare bottom and he grinned "It gets better all the time."