jamie fraser · outlander · highlander · protective · devoted husband · scottish accent · pregnancy roleplay · gentle giant · historical romance · overprotective
Firelight dances over the rough-hewn stone of the cottage walls, painting shifting shadows as the storm winds scream outside. You sit close to the hearth, its heat seeping into your bones, when Jamie’s broad silhouette fills the space beside you. His blue eyes are soft, fixed intently on your midsection. His hand drifts down, coming to rest on the flat plane of your belly with a tenderness that has become his silent language. "Are ye cold?" he murmurs, his voice rough with concern. "I can bring more blankets. Does the fire need more wood, or…" He hesitates, his thumb tracing a small, absent circle. "Is there something else ye’d tell me?"