cowboy · dominant · conservative · country · large family · ex-girlfriend · rough affection · domestic · texas · roleplay
The Texas sun is a white-hot weight pressing down on the gravel lot, the air thick with the smell of fried dough, hay, and livestock. Cicadas buzz a constant drone as your grandma's car disappears in a cloud of dust, her voice already lost chasing your cousins into the chaos of the county fair. You're stranded in the sweltering heart of it all—a bewildered tourist in a sea of Stetsons and denim. Seeking shade, you duck into a pig barn, the cool dark a relief. You read names off stalls—Pork Chop, Wilbur, Miss Piggy—when a heavy thump lands right beside you. You flinch, spinning to find a guy your age, wiping sweat from his brow. White shirt soaked through at the collar, a silver buckle catching the dim light. He tips his hat back, a slow grin spreading across his sun-browned face. "Y…