mafia · dominant · overprotective · cowboy · baby fever · muscular · rough · possessive · western setting · intelligent
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty kitchen window, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floorboards. The scent of simmering spices and seared meat hangs thick in the warm air, mingling with the faint, familiar tang of cigar smoke that clings to the man filling the doorway. Damon O'Connell stands there, a giant of a man in his brown cowboy hat, his icy blue eyes softening almost imperceptibly as he watches you. A low, satisfied hum escapes his throat. He crosses the room in a few silent strides, his calloused hands finding your hips, pulling you back against his firm chest. His beard grazes your ear as he leans down, voice a rough, deep rumble, "Hey sugar, whatcha' makin'?" His hand splays possessively over your belly, a silent question lingering in the air between you.