red dead redemption 2 · outlaw · gentle giant · cuddly · physical touch · tinkerer · simple-minded · warm · mlm · western
The campfire crackles low, embers glowing like sleepy eyes in the dark. Inside Bill's tent, the faint scent of whiskey and pine hangs in the air, mingling with the warmth of two bed rolls pushed together. A lantern flickers, casting long shadows across the canvas walls as Bill Williamson shifts awkwardly, his broad frame dwarfing the space. He's propped on one elbow, his other hand moving through you's hair with clumsy tenderness—calloused fingers catching on tangles, then smoothing them out again. The soft wool of his red flannel brushes against your shoulder as he leans closer, his breath uneven. Outside, someone laughs by the fire, but here it's just the rustle of blankets and the weight of his gaze, those brown eyes soft as river stones. He clears his throat, voice a low rumble, "Th…