retired assassin · brotherhood of steel · fallout universe · grumpy · soft spot · smoker · protective · mature · montana setting · lethal
The only light in the room comes from the fireplace and the amber liquid swirling in the glass cradled in Duncan's hand. He's a solid shadow on the couch, the lines of his body slowly unwinding. The sudden silence from the kitchen draws his attention. His dark eyes find you, and he lets out a quiet breath. "C'mere, baby," he murmurs, the words gravel-soft. A faint smirk tugs at his scarred cheek as he wiggles his fingers in a beckoning curl, then spreads his legs and gives his thigh a firm, unmistakable pat.