Red Dead Redemption II Preferences and Oneshots

Micah Bell: Dreams Coming True

Micah Bell X Female Reader

Summary: You have a dirty dream about Micah and he overhears you talking to Abigail about it. He decides to make your dreams come true.

WARNING: smut/NSFW

Word Count: 3400

You woke up on you cot in a cold sweat and trying to steady your breath. If anyone saw you, they would assume that you had a nightmare but that couldn't be further from the truth. You had had a good dream, a really good dream actually. But it left you more shaken than any nightmare you had ever had.

You pushed your hair out of your face before falling back down on your cot, staring up at the roof of your tent. You can't believe that you just had a dirty dream about Micah Bell.

As you lay on your cot, you could still remember is all so vividly. The feel of his rough hands against your skin, his chapped lips against yours, his hair between your fingers, his breath against your neck, the weight of his body on yours. The thought of it all just made you shiver.

Once you collected yourself, you got ready for the day and left your tent. You hummed to yourself as you poured yourself a cup of fresh coffee.

"Ah, Y/N, mind pouring me a cup?" Micah asked as he walked over to you, holding his cup out towards you, his usual cocky smirk on his face.

Micah had always liked you, there was just something about you. You weren't cruel to him even when he was cruel to you, you were polite despite his own rude personality. You also got flustered easily and that was always fun.

"I, uh...yeah, sure" you nodded, your face heating up from the memories of your dream. You finished pouring your own cup before filling his, your hand shaking.

Micah noticed that you were more flustered and nervous than usual and that your hand was shaking, it amused him at first but it did make him curious. "You alright, you seem a little...shaken" Micah raised an eyebrow at you, his smirk never leaving his face.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Nothing's wrong, just need some coffee" you smiled as you finished pouring Micah's coffee, adverting your gaze from him.

"If you ask me, you should probably cut down on the coffee" Micah chuckled lowly before patting your shoulder and walking past you.

You let out a sigh of relief and cursed yourself for acting like such an idiot in from of the man you juts had a sex dream about. You took a sip of your coffee, hoping it would calm your nerves at least a little. It didn't work.

You knew that you couldn't keep acting that way, you couldn't freak out everything Micah talked to you. So you decided to talk to one of the women about it, maybe one of them has had a similar experience?

You trusted Abigail the most for this particular situation so you approached her while she wasn't busy. "Abigail, can I talk to you?" you asked. Abigail looked as you and instantly saw that something wasn't right.

"Sure, lets go sit over here" Abigail nodded with a smile, gesturing to the empty part of the camp, where other people would hear your conversation. You both walked over to the empty area and sat down opposite each other.

"What's wrong?" Abigail asked, wanting to help you.

"It's a little embarrassing but, uh, have you ever had a...a dirty dream?" you asked, your cheeks heating up again in embarrassment.

"Well, sure. That's nothing to be embarrassed about, everyone has them" Abigail shrugged, clearly she thought that whatever was bothering you was much worse than this.