Heya!! Could I get an arthur morgan x fem reader who came from a very hot area and is not used to the cold climate? thanks!
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Snow, chill, it was a far cry from your typical sunny, hot days back in Rhodes.
Laying out in the sun, heat raining down over your skin and peaking through the straw hat that was adorned with a cloud wasn't in sight.
Now here you are, curled up by the fire and wishing it was a blazing inferno, something to engulf you and bring you back to the heat of Rhodes, even if just a smidge.
Your nose was running off your face, teeth chattering any time the door opened.
And lets not forget the breeze when snow is blown around.
You rub your hands together, hoping friction would take effect and warm your tingling digits.
The door opens and you about have half a mind to berate whoever dared allowed the chill back in, only to soften when you see the broad man who brought you along to this chilled hell enter and kick the door shut behind him.
"Still gettin' used to the cold, darlin'?" He drawls, his hat coming off and shaken to remove the snow from it, his boots next.
"Can't seem ta get there." You admit, hearing him give a soft chuckle and turning when he steps closer to you.
He takes the rusted, metal poker sitting beside the fireplace and stokes the fire, humming when just the slightest shift of temperature began to make the room feel warmer.
You blow warm air into your cupped hands, willing your digits to warm sooner.
"Gimme yer hands." You hold out your hands, the man taking them in between his bigger ones and holding them there.
He was so warm.
Always so warm.
A smile blossomed to his lips, hidden beneath the scruffy beard he had begun to grow to combat the chill, watching you melt at the warmth taking over your digits.
His lips joined your joined hands, planting a soft peck.
Heat met your cheeks at such a sweet action.
He may be this big, tall, and gruff cowboy who just so happens to rob things, but he was a softie under all that.
He was your softie, and no matter how many years you've known him and been on jobs with him, he still made you feel all warm and tingly with his sweetness.
"Better?" He questioned gently, hot breath fanning over your hands as he releases them, giving a final peck before letting you retreat.
"Much better. Thank ya, Arthur." A smile lingers on your lips as you move closer to place a gentle peck on his cheek.
The man brings you closer to him, a moan damn near ripping from your lips at the contact with his warm body.
So warm.
So hot.
Fuck, he would burn you alive if you stayed too close. '
But you missed the heat, and he always reminded you of it when he's close.
He holds you close against him, lips pressed against your temple and and humming sweetly at the way you fit perfectly against him.
Warmth, you're finally getting warm.
"I can't promise ya we'll be out of here any time soon, sweetheart, but I can promise ya that I'll do m'best to keep y'warm." His fingers gently brush hair from your eyes, tracing your cheek until he can cup in with a warm palm.
"Y'er too good t'me, Arthur Morgan."
"Nah, 'm just doin' what y'deserve."
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