Dark Lover ♡-- Bradley Bradshaw 'Rooster' x Dark Romance

Haircut

--- Chase's Point of View ---

When I woke up, I noticed the cold that surrounded me first, opening my eyes I breathed and could see my breach, I took an emotional and physical stock of my body, my back was warm against Rooster and his hand was protectively over my belly, I smiled at that, he was so protective of this child, and it wasn't even his.

For a moment the pain of missing Hangman pulsed through me, I didn't shy away from it, I figured out long ago that just accepting the feeling was better, after a moment the heaviness in my chest started to ease.

Moving slowly as to not wake Rooster up, I got up and walked over to the stove, I saw that it was just embers, slowly and with ease I put in some wood and stoked it.

I saw that we were low, I remembered that Rooster had put some extra wood outside the door, walking over shivering I opened the door and looked outside.

I started to grab a few pieces when I looked and noticed that there were footprints in the snow.

It took me a moment to realize that they looked fresh, it had snowed in the past while and the ones that Rooster left were slightly covered by the snow.

I looked up and around, no one seemed to be around – I was slightly alarmed at how close they had come to the house – the neighbors were quite a distance away from us, swiftly I pulled myself back into the house and locked the door.

"Come here."

Letting out a strangled cry I turned and saw Rooster turned around facing me, his face seemed to be the perfect mix of annoyed and amused.

I smiled at him and walked over, setting the wood down by the stove and sat back down on the couch, he covered us in the duvet that was here, and I leaned against his chest, running my hands up and down his toned chest enjoying the firmness under my hands.

He let out a deep rumble in the back of his throat when I raked my nails down his stomach and I saw goosebumps erupted over his skin.

"Easy..."

"What?"

"You are playing with fire." He warned.

"You would never burn me." I threw back at him playfully, I let out a chuckle that was somewhat menacing, enough to make me look up at him.

"I would make you beg to cum."

I opened my mouth with a gasp and put my hands on my lower stomach. "To say such things in the present of a child."

Before I could react he put his hand on the back of my check and pulled me up making me kiss him, I melted into him.

For the first time since losing Hangman, a level of content seemed to wash over me and I felt my whole body relax.

I half wondered if I should tell him about the footprints, but the area that we were in had warmed up considerably and while still kissing me he leaned forward and pressed me down on my back, putting some of his weight on me as he continued to kiss me.

Suddenly all thoughts phased out of my head as I moved my hands and tangled them in his curly brown hair smiling to myself as I realized he needed a haircut.