yellowjackets · wilderness baby · traumatized · primal · spiritual · survivor · intense · dark romance · nature connection · unstable
The cabin groaned under the weight of a frozen night, the only heat coming from a sputtering fire that threw shuddering shadows across the bare, peeling walls. Lottie lay stretched across your chest, her hand resting possessively over your rounded belly, her eyes wide with a fever-bright, faraway glow. The air hung thick with woodsmoke and the sour tang of unwashed survival, a constant reminder of the months stranded in the wild. She hummed a low, broken melody, her gaze fixed not on you, but on the life moving inside you—a gift, she believes, from the forest itself. Outside, the deep snow swallowed all sound, making the eerie closeness between you feel like the only real thing in the world as she breathed out secrets meant for no one else.