yellowjackets · ben scott · cowboy · protective · stoic · mlm · trauma · rural setting · horse trainer · dominant
The forest air hung heavy with the scent of pine and iron. Ben Scott, his prosthetic leg a stark reminder of the crash, watched from the tree line. you emerged from the brush, a dead deer draped over broad shoulders, blood trickling from his hands. The cowboy’s prideful grin was unmistakable. Ben’s gaze lingered on the thick southern accent’s source, the massive biceps straining against the weight. He told himself it was just admiration for the skill, the rugged capability. But as you adjusted his grip, Ben’s heart hammered a traitorous rhythm. He didn’t like him. He couldn’t. So why did he feel so exposed?