Arthur has a lot to think about

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A red mist covers his vision while a snarl rips its way out of his throat as he pounces on the Felenico, shoving him off Dutch and onto the floor with a frightened yelp. His claws retract and he lashes out, catching the Felenicos shoulder before grunting as a heavy weight slams onto his back
"ARTHUR!"
He snaps out of his aggression at the feeling of Dutch on his back and he stiffens at the feeling of something hard pressing against his backside.
Dutch rolls his eyes at the deep growl and shakes his head as he tightens his fist in the young mans scruff, ignoring the slight whimper as he pins him beneath him "What the fuck are you doing here!? This is not the kind of place you should ever come into!" He glances up at the sound of movement and cringes at the blood along the other Felenicos shoulder "Are you hurt?" At the shake of its head, he gestures to the money on the table "Take it all, just don't tell anyone of this"
The Felenico glances at the growling Arthur before quickly getting dressed and pockets the money, but pauses at the door "You really shouldn't come to places like these while you have a Feral Felenico under your care. If the Owner knew, he'd have the Sheriff kill him as-" he gestures to his bleeding shoulder "-its bad for business" with that he leaves the room and shuts the door behind him.
He waits until he is sure no-one will enter before growling as he shoves Arthurs face into the floor "Now explain to me as to why the fuck you think you have any right to barge into the room I am enjoying and attack my Sex Partner!? Are you against two men engaging in sex? It is no-ones business besides my own as to where I stick my dick or if I'd like to take it"
Arthur stiffens at the last bit and frowns before clawing his way out from beneath Dutchs weight "Why the fuck would you want to take some guys dick!? It fucking hurts and it ain't no fun neither!" He growls "Besides, I don't give two shits where you stick your dick. I just-" he pauses as he turns to face the kneeling man, his eyes taking in the muscled furry chest and he follows the fuzz down to the glistening hard cock curving up between the spread thighs.
Dutch goes to snap back, only to stop as he spots the faint blush along with the way the Felenicos eyes are trailing over his body. A smirk crosses his face as he raises an eyebrow "Do you like what you see?"
Blue eyes snap to caramel ones, before turning away and lowering to the floor.
He chuckles as he rocks onto his heels and gracefully rises, not ashamed one bit about his state of undress as he backs up until the backs of his knees hit the bed and he takes a seat. His smirk widens as the Felenico watches his every move and he shakes his head as he leans back on one arm while the other takes his erection in hand, slowly stroking himself "Was it jealousy? The fact I was with another man? Or was it because it was a male Felenico?" His hips jerk at the thought and he sighs in delight "He was perfect, a Tiger one...his muscled body, the power beneath the skin just wanting to be released. Those thick muscled thighs squeezing my hips as he took my dick better than any Whore I've ever had" his hand moves quicker "The sound of his growling purr as I stroked him in time with my thrusts, the heavy weight of his powerful body riding me" he grunts as he climaxes into his fist and over his stomach. He pants as he falls back onto the bed while gazing at the ceiling "The fun I had planned for this night...only for you to ruin it" he glances at Arthur and shakes his head "Wait outside, as I finish up here"
Arthur shakes himself out of the daze he fell in at Dutchs words and frowns "D-Dutch? I thought...?"
Dutch narrows his eyes "You thought what?" At the way the Felenicos face turns red, he suddenly laughs "You thought I'd be interested in you? Have you looked at yourself? How can you compare to one of those proper Felenicos?" He shakes his head as he stands and walks over to the wash bowl "The one I had tonight, now he was something...thick muscles, meaty thighs, tight ass and those biceps" he shudders in arousal before glancing over his shoulder at Arthur "Unlike you, you skinny Feral thing. No muscle, just long limbs with claws attached" he runs his fingers over the scars along his right forearm "Besides, you have made yourself quite clear you don't appreciate my touch" he shakes his head "I'd rather stick to taking real men" with that he gets dressed and grabs the Felenico by the arm before shoving him out the door "Now lets get you back to Hosea so he can deal with your bullshit"
Arthur flinches at the tone, the words slicing through his chest as he keeps his eyes lowered while obediently following behind Dutch as they head downstairs.

Just as they pass the man on guard, he grabs Arthurs shoulder and tugs him back before turning to Dutch "I'm afraid you can't keep them, they belong to the Owner Mister Burton"
Dutch frowns "Arthur belongs with me, he isn't one of your Felenicos. Besides, does he look like he belongs here?"
The man shakes his head "All Felenicos within the building are by rights property of Mister Burton" with that he shoves Arthur back towards the stairs "First room on the left, there's collars and better clothes for you there"
Arthur growls as he skates around the man to stand beside Dutch "Didn't cha hear the man? I belong to him" his eyes narrow as the man places a hand on his sidearm
"Look, don't cause a scene here...people are enjoying themselves and I'd rather not have to shoot anyone" he glances between Dutch and the Felenico "Have you got any proof he belongs to you? As he has no collar"
Dutch lets out an annoyed huff "And what would you class as evidence? As I don't have papers if that is what you are referring to?"
The man shrugs "Seeing as he has no collar, have you marked him as yours? Branded him or inked him?"
A snarl escapes Arthurs throat and he bares his teeth "I ain't cattle nor livestock!" He turns to Dutch and growls while slitting his eyes "If you ever even think of branding me, I will gut you"
Dutch smirks as his eyes flash in warning "You threaten me again and I won't think twice about planting a bullet between those pretty little eyes of yours" with that he turns to the Guard before grabbing Arthurs arm, lifting his sleeve to reveal the silver bracelet "This is my claim on him, I didn't want to make it obvious that he is a Felenico due to his age and the fact he still has a lot of growing to do before I shall collar him...if he lives that long, that is"
The man frowns but sighs as he removes his hat, running a hand through his hair before replacing it "Look, I don't think Mister Burton would accept a bracelet as ownership" he glances around "However, there is a way to prove he isn't one of ours" he gestures to Arthurs left hip "All ours have Mister Burtons initials inked along the curve of their inner thigh"
Arthur bristles, but at Dutchs raised eyebrow along with the mans hand hovering above his gun...he sighs and tugs off his belt "Can't believe I am doin' this" with that he tugs his waistband down far enough to show that there is no markings before quickly putting his belt back on "Satisfied!?"
Dutch chuckles at the flushed cheeks and shakes his head as he turns to the Guard "Can we leave now? Without any fuss?"
The man nods and tips his hat "Enjoy the rest of your night, but if I were you...I'd leave before someone notices that you are not collared" with that he moves back to the seat beside the stairs.
Arthur grumbles as he finishes tucking his shirt back into his waistband "I'd betta do as he says 'nd get back to Hosea" he goes to leave, only to cringe as Dutch places a hand on his shoulder "I haven't forgotten about what happened earlier" his eyes harden "And seeing as you have ruined my plans for the night and no doubt I cannot show my face in here again after the stunt you pulled" he shakes his head "I need to speak with Hosea" with that he tugs Arthur along to the exit, but pauses at the sound of a familiar excited squeal.
The Felenico flinches at the sound and winces as Dutches hand tightens in his scruff
"You brought that Girl to a place like this!?"
Arthur growls as he tugs himself free, rubbing a hand along the back of his neck "I didn't take 'er anywhere! She dragged me 'ere" he glares up at Dutch "Didn't know places like this existed till she shoved me through the doors"
Dutch runs a hand over his face before gesturing to the door "Wait outside while I tidy up your mess" he watches as Arthur does as he is told and shakes his head as he walks over to the Poker game, smiling as Miss Jones fails to spot him until he is standing right behind her.

+RDR2+

Arthur growls as he kicks the dirt before slamming his fist into the brickwork...only to yelp at the pain that flares up his arm at the move "Fuck!" He cradles his hand as he leans against the wall and slowly slips to the ground. A sigh escapes his chest as he stares up into the night sky (You have really fucked it up this time).
Movement catches his attention and he quickly scrambles up onto his feet as a man steps out of the shadows.
He forces his scruff to lay flat as he growls at the man "What do ya want, O'Driscoll?"
Noel chuckles at the tone and shrugs as he steps closer "Heard a noise, thought I'd investigate" he pauses in front of the younger man, taking in the bruised hand and the angry posture before turning to look at the building behind him "Didn't know you were into a bit of tail" he smirks and lowers his voice "Is it the men or the women that gets your blood pumping?"
Arthur growls "Ain't interested in neither! Just waiting till Dutch gets out an-"
The older man chuckles "Dutch? Dutch Van Der Linde likes paying for a piece of tail? So he's a Felenico fucker" a thoughtful look crosses his face "Wonder if its the sleek girls or the muscled men that do it for him"
The Felenico bites his tongue before slitting his eyes "You'll ave ta ask him yourself! I ain't saying no more" with that he folds his arms over his chest before lowering his gaze to the floor.
Noel cocks his head to one side as he catches a glimpse of something around the boys neck. A frown crosses his face as he gently reaches out, hushing him at the flinch as he softly strokes the strip of fabric "Why are you wearing a fake collar?"
Arthur huffs as he slaps the hand away "My idea. Was trying to rob the place but didn't work out" he leans back and stares into the grey eyes "What are you really after? Can't tell me its coincidence that we've ran into each other twice now 'nd both times you'd been mighty touchy with me"
The O'Driscoll smiles as he moves closer, cupping Arthurs chin before leaning down "Thought it was rather obvious what I want" with that he softly brushes their lips together before pulling back at the way the younger man tenses "I want you Arthur, the way I saw you shooting...you are amazing" he smirks as he gently strokes along his jaw "You are scared of nothing and you are mighty pretty" he spots Dutch in the corner of his eye and leans down to brush their lips together once more, smirking at the groan from the other man at the touch before pulling back "Think about it? I want you to leave Dutch and join me" with that he steps away and melts into the shadows.

Arthur watches in a daze as the man disappears from view and smiles as he touches his lips with his fingers (Wow). He snaps out of his daze at Dutchs voice calling his name and he quickly moves out from the side of the building "I'm here, Dutch"
Dutch narrows his eyes as he glares at the Felenico "And what were you doing hiding when I told you to wait outside!?" He turns to Caria "Lets get you back to your Father before he comes looking for you" at her nod, he smiles and places a hand around her waist while glancing back "Come along Arthur"
He grumbles while scuffing his boot along the floor "I'm a coming Dutch" he glances back towards the shadows and sighs "I'm a coming"
As they approach the Hotel, Susan smiles and walks up to them "Ah, Miss Jones. I shall take you to your Father" she turns to Dutch "Hosea needs to speak to you, you shall find him tending to the horses"
Dutch frowns, but nods as he allows Susan to take the girl before turning and guiding Arthur behind the Hotel towards the Stables.
Hosea looks up at the sound of movement and sighs in relief "Just where the Hell have you two been!?" He shakes his head as Dutch goes to speak "No, not now" with that he tugs Arthur towards his horse before shoving Dutch in the direction of one "Quickly now! We need to leave before the idiot Mister Jones realises he has been duped" he mounts Two-Cents "Susan shall meet us after she finds and returns Caria to her Father" with that he kicks his horse and gallops out of the Town.
Arthur frowns before turning to Dutch, only to huff as the man mounts up and gives chase. He shakes his head and sighs as he gazes up at the moon "Guess I'm to stay with Dutch" he turns Cleo to face the direction the others have gone and gently pats her neck before spurring her on to catch up to the others.