Pedro Pascal Characters x Reader

Cold Winter /Pero Tovar x Reader/

Summary: Spending your first winter with your husband.

A/N: This can be read as Part 2 to Injured or as a standalone. Enjoy~

You could hear him chopping wood outside. You heard as he lifted and then dropped the axe to cut the wood into small pieces.

Winter hit suddenly, as it usually does, but this time, you weren't so prepared.

Unfortunately, your husband decided to spend the time between your legs instead of doing actually useful tasks.

Your chicken was hungry, your horses were fussy and yet he just couldn't keep his hands to himself.

Pero was like a starved man in heat. And you loved him for it. Being married to him for a couple of months now you learned he would sacrifice anything to be with you, and if that meant chopping wood in a snowstorm, then he would do so.

In the meantime, you readied warm food for him and some water so he could take a bath.

When he finally got back into the cabin, he dusted his jacket from the snow and threw more wood on the fire.

"With this much, we can keep the house warm for a week." he said as he sat down by the table, you could feel his eyes staring at your back, mainly at your ass.

"Cariño, come over here." he said and you heard as he tapped his leg for you to sit, but you just laughed.

"I don't think. I want to make some bread after dinner so tomorrow we can have it fresh. You are just distracting me from my tasks."

"You have no tasks, Mi Esposa. Your task is to keep your husband happy during these harsh months. Winter should be about relaxing and-"

"And not freezing to death. If it was up to you, My Dear Husband, we would still be in bed with a dying fire."

"Maybe the fire in the fireplace was dying, but my love for you is never fading."
You turned to look at him. With a small laugh, you shook your head and dried off your hands. But you didn't go to him.

"And since when are you so poetic?"

"Since I have been married to you. You made a swordsman like me settle down, and while I do not miss the thrill of nearly avoiding death every day, I would rather have us in that bed than anywhere else."

"You are the worst. I'm making bread and you will take a bath."

Of course, making him wait was fully intentional, he needed to learn to do his tasks first and then he could have his candy. Much like a child.

You heard him huff behind you, but when you placed the plate of food in front of him, he stopped his fussing and focused more on eating.

Pero loved to eat, and he really appreciated your cooking.

While he ate, you focused on making the dough. Once you were done, you sat down by the table to have your own meal.

"Cariño, I really hope you will join me in the bath."

"I will, but no funny business, I'm rather tired." you honestly just wanted to save yourself from the hustle to heat up new water, but you also knew he had other ideas.

And even if he said he wouldn't, you knew he would definitely try.

Which is exactly why you sat on the other end of the bathtub as the two of you got in. You felt the hot water relax your muscles. It felt really good.

"Eres hermosa mi amor." you heard him say.

"I don't know what that means." it was true, and although you picked up many words from his language, you were not even close to being fluent.

"It means that you are beautiful, my love."

You looked at him, he looked way too inviting for his own good. Dark eyes fixed on you, broad shoulders and chest just above the water, his delicious tan skin dripping with water, and you knew exactly what lurked under the body soap and water. His delicious body which always made sure you found your own pleasure.

You would have jumped right on him if you weren't so tired. Instead, you just started washing yourself before relaxing back into the water, letting it take away all your worries and pain.

You felt his eyes watching your every move, you knew he wanted to wash you but you also knew that he would just whisper into your ear with his hands on you and you would never be able to tell him no.

You felt him move in the water, washing himself as you leaned back a little and closed your eyes.

You stayed like that until you felt the water getting cold. Both of you move out and changed into your sleeping garments, which for him, wasn't much. Even in the cold, he slept shirtless, not that you minded.

Pero put more wood on the fire as you checked if your dough has nicely risen already or not. You let out a yawn just as a pair of hands found their way around you, hugging you from behind.

"Bailar Conmigo." oh you heard that one before even if you had no idea what it meant.

"Wait, don't tell me... you want to...dance?" you asked as he moved his head into the crook of your neck, you felt him smile against your skin.

"You are getting better."

"I recognize words, but I cannot even say them correctly."

"Let me teach you one, Mi Esposo." you tilted your head as you turned around in his arms, putting your hands on his shoulder.

"Mi Esposo." you repeated after him. "What does it mean?"

"My Husband. You should call me that."

"Oh, and here I was hoping you'd teach me something naughty. And there you go, teaching me something cute and simple, I'm truly disappointed Mi Esposo."

He let out a laugh this time and you smiled.

"What do you want me to teach you?" he asked as he slowly started to sway the two of you. You shrugged your shoulders. Instead, you pulled him down for a kiss. A sweet kiss, not like the ones you shared in your bed earlier. This was a kiss between two lovers to make sure the other knew exactly how much they loved one another.

"Te amo." you said when he pulled away and he smiled again, hugging you close.

He slowly walked the two of you to bed, laying you down before getting under the covers himself and pulling you close.

He was the only reason that made this unbearably cold winter manageable.

Warmth.

He was so warm, so inviting and so calming. He was your home, your husband. You loved him so much.

"Good night, te amo, Mi Esposa," he said just as you were about to sleep, your fist clenched against his chest as he kissed your forehead.

And soon, the two of you fell into a slumber, surrounded by each other's warmth and the love you shared.

Translator: (Please note: I do not speak Spanish, this is all from the translator)

Cariño - Sweetie

Mi Esposa - My Wife

Mi Esposo - My Husband

Eres hermosa mi amor - You are beautiful my love