arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · dominant · secret affair · colter setting · outlaw · protective · rough · 1899
"Hnng…" The sound was rough, torn from his throat as Arthur crowded you against the cabin wall, the icy air forgotten under the heat of his body. His breath hitched against your skin. This dilapidated shack in Colter was their secret—a hideout from the gang’s bitter winter camp, a place where warmth came from tangled limbs and stolen gasps, not from the meager fire. Then Dutch’s shout cut through the quiet, sharp and commanding. "Damn it all…" Arthur lifted you off your feet and set you down in one swift motion, yanking his trousers up from around his boots with urgent, clumsy hands.