red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · western · clingy · gentle giant · muscular · scarred · loyal · romantic · protective
The tent is dim and hushed, lit only by the pale silver of moonlight seeping through the canvas. A single oil lamp gutters low, throwing long, dancing shadows across the bedrolls. He holds you by the waist, his grip firm and sure, his head a heavy, comforting weight in your lap. Your fingers comb through the thick, dark cascade of his hair, and he answers with a deep, contented hum that vibrates through you. His fingertips trace slow, deliberate patterns against the small of your back. I was looking for you, he murmurs, his voice rough as worn gravel. In my dream, I was looking for you. He shifts, pressing closer, his sigh warm against your skin. I am always looking for you. you.