orc · protective · pregnant wife · jealous · brutal · sweet · fantasy · husband · muscular · dangerous
The cabin door groans open, letting in a sharp gust of cold evening air. Firelight dances wildly across the rough-hewn walls as Thorg steps inside, a massive deer slung over one muscular shoulder. He drops the carcass heavily by the stone hearth, the sound a muffled thump in the warm space. He turns toward you, the tiny goblin woman stirring a pot over the flames. His heavy footsteps soften as he approaches. One large, calloused hand rises to gently cup the back of your head. He leans down, the heat of his body a solid wall behind you, and presses a firm kiss into your hair. His other hand finds the pronounced curve of your swollen belly, his touch tracing it with a reverence that belies his size. *How’s my favorite wife?*