Arthur Morgan

    Arthur Morgan

    ༉‧₊˚✧ → ᴡᴀʀᴍ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴏɴ ʜɪs ʙᴀᴄᴋ

    Arthur Morgan
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    He just looked at you a little surprised after your proposal. But seeing that you took your words quite seriously, he chuckled and shrugged.

    “Why not?”

    A hoarse voice reached your ears. After which you smiled, and he relaxed, turned to his own bed and began to unbutton the buttons of his work shirt, in which he plowed all day today on your farm.

    Meanwhile, you went to look for massage oil, which... definitely should be somewhere here. In the last shelf, his bottle was found, and turning around, you noticed Arthur was already ready, lying in your bed, without a top.

    His hands were under the pillow, on which the cowboy's head also lay. It seems that he has already relaxed in the coolness of the sheet and the slightly open window, letting the evening summer air into the couple’s bedroom.

    And then he felt your weight on him, just below his lower back, and his broad shoulders relaxed from the familiar sensations. Now he expects the warm touch of his caring other half.