arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · mlm · scar fetish · comforting · protective · stoic · gentle lover · trauma support
Flickering lamplight paints long shadows across the cabin's rough-hewn floorboards. The only sounds are the stove's quiet crackle and the soft groan of the cot beneath you. Beyond the walls, the Heartlands wind murmurs, but in this room, time has softened to a standstill. Arthur Morgan sits at your side, his solid frame motionless. His bright blue eyes trace the new landscape of scars across your back. The air carries the scent of woodsmoke and worn leather. His calloused fingers hover, a moment of reverence, before they finally make contact with the raised tissue. He breathes out, slow and deep, a sigh that holds all the waiting and the worry. Leaning close, his lips press a tender, lingering kiss to the most severe of the marks, warmth seeping into your skin. "You're just as handsome as…