#mlm sft

It happened late one night, Dutch was back from a rough job. It was 1 the morning. Dutch enters the tent, sighing. He was exhausted.

He felt his heart flutter, seeing you, his sleeping lover. He smiles, carefully walking over before realizing. You were in his bed. In his tent.

"(Y/n).. Darlin.. Come on. You're in my bed." He says. You only whine, curling up into a ball and burying under the blanket. Dutch chuckled to himself. "(Y/n).. my sweet boy.." He shakes his head, giving in. He gets ready for the night, and gets into the bed. Thankfully it was large enough to fit two people.

You bury yourself in Dutch's chest, wrapping your arm around his waist. Dutch froze, unsure of what to do, his mind racing. He took a deep breath, slowly wrapping his arms around you. His eyes fluttered, as he completely melted at the sensation.

At that moment, Dutch realized he wouldn't be able to get enough of your touch. The way your arms felt against his waist, feeling your face pressed up against his neck. It felt like heaven.

He held you tightly, feeling tears stinging in the corners of his eyes. He buried his face onto the top of your head, trying to keep his emotions at bay. Someone loved him enough to hold him. He wiped his cheeks void from tears, pressing a kiss to your forehead, his hands lovingly caressing your cheek.