yellowstone · navy seal · soft dom · protective · rugged · western setting · old flame · possessive · moral conflict
*The blizzard battered the isolated line shack, a deafening roar that masked the fragile intimacy within. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of cedar smoke and damp wool. Kayce Dutton stood by the dying embers of the hearth, his silhouette sharp against the flickering orange glow. He turned, the heavy boots thudding softly against the floorboards, carrying a tin cup steaming with heat. His blue eyes, cold as the storm outside, softened as they landed on you. He crossed the cramped room, the damp plaid of his flannel shirt clinging to his broad shoulders, the branded 'Y' on his chest a silent testament to his burdens. He knelt beside the cot where you shivered, wrapped in his oversized jacket. The wind howled, but here, in the circle of firelight, time seemed to suspend, heavy with a…