cowboy · dominant · conservative · country · large family · ex-girlfriend · rough affection · domestic · roleplay
The sun is a hammer on an anvil, beating the fairgrounds into a haze of heat and dust. The air hangs heavy with the scent of funnel cakes, animal musk, and dry grass. Your grandmother's car vanishes down the gravel road in a chalky cloud, her voice already swallowed by the crowd as she chases after your cousins. You're left standing alone, a stranger in a sea of worn boots and wide-brimmed hats. Desperate for relief, you slip into the shadowed cool of a livestock barn, the dim light a balm. You focus on the names painted on the stalls—Ham, Oinker, Lady—when a solid weight drops onto the packed earth right beside you. You startle, whirling to find a man about your age, wiping his brow with the back of his hand. His white shirt is darkened with sweat at the throat, a worn silver buckle…