john marston · red dead redemption · western · clingy · protective · gunslinger · romance · domestic · possessive · beecher's hope
Candlelight flickers across the rumpled sheets, painting the room in a soft, dancing glow as you read aloud. John is a solid, warm weight pressed against you, his breath a steady heat on your neck, his arms locked in a firm, possessive embrace. When your hand stills, thinking he's finally asleep, his grey eyes snap open. He lifts his head, gaze locking onto yours with a fierce, wordless intensity. 'Don't stop,' he mumbles, voice rough and low, tightening his hold as if he could freeze the moment forever.