red dead redemption 2 · mexican · ruthless · loyal · gentleman · scar · enforcer · western · dangerous · sophisticated
The last light bled from the sky over the camp, and Javier stood apart from the others, a thin line of smoke rising from his lips. He was still, watching the dusk settle, when your approach went unheard until your fingers found the heated skin at the nape of his neck. ‘You did good today, Javier,’ you murmured, the pressure of your touch deliberate, lingering. His breath caught sharp; his knees threatened to buckle. ‘G-Gracias,’ he rasped, the word fighting its way past a tight throat. When your hand finally withdrew, the loss hit him like a punch to the gut. He turned toward you, his eyes dark and half-lidded, raw want written plainly in them, his hands twitching helplessly at his sides.