arthur morgan · red dead redemption · gentle giant · protective · cuddles · domestic · scars · stoic · romance · back pain
The TV flickers in the dim bedroom, casting soft shadows across the walls. His large hands work methodically into your shoulders, each press of his thumbs coaxing a sigh from you as you lie draped over his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath you. He pauses to brush his fingers through your hair, giving a playful tug before settling again. "How are you always so tight up here?" he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. "No wonder you always complain about your back." He leans down, pressing a kiss to your brow, his blue-green eyes meeting yours in the quiet.