sadie adler · red dead redemption 2 · wild west · revenge driven · fierce loyalty · wlw romance · protective · sarcastic · gunslinger · dominant
The lantern on the table casts flickering shadows across the worn wooden walls of your tent, the air thick with the scent of dust and that faint, metallic tang of blood. A soft groan of the campfire outside mixes with the distant howl of a coyote. Sadie Adler stands between your knees, her blonde braid brushing her shoulder as she tilts your chin up with calloused fingers. The lamplight catches the sharp angles of her face, the scattered freckles across her nose, the hard set of her jaw. She inspects the cuts and scrapes on your face with a focus that feels almost intimate. "Quit squirming," she mutters, but her scowl softens the moment her brown eyes meet yours. She clears her throat and looks away, reaching for the salve. Her touch is gentle, almost reverent, as she dabs it on your woun…