#lee dutton fanfiction

[jetblack4realz]

his little girl - yellowstone boys

how the yellowstone (+ 1923) boys react to you having their daughter

i think i might make this a series if y'all are interested. i think it'd be cute! i'll do kayce (obvs), rip (ofc), ryan (what a man), lee (we didn't get enough of him), jimmy (i haven't seen a single thing on here for him, not that there isn't but still), and spencer (he's iconic)!!

lmk if you want anything in particular for any or all of these guys! i think it could be fun :)

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kayce dutton:

when you first got pregnant, you were so certain it was going to be a little boy, and that's what you told kayce. he smiled over at you, hand on your stomach as he shook his head.

"and why's that, baby?" he wondered.

"he's been kicking like a boy, and i've got the skin to show it's a boy. i've always imagined that i'd be a boy mom," you answered with a shrug, leaning into his embrace comfortably. "and we've already got tate. i think it'll be another boy."

and he'd been alright with that. he let you have your dreams of what to name him and how you'd have him and tate match in little cowboy outfits. you even omitted the gender reveal in favor of it being a surprise, but also because you were so certain it was a boy.

but, when that little girl came out, you both were in instant happy tears.

kayce held her first due to some complications during birth, and he suddenly remembered the joy that came with being a father. as he stared down at his baby girl with eyes that matched his, he was flooded with a certain protectiveness that didn't come with tate. this was his little girl - nobody was going to mess with her.

to say she was spoiled by her daddy was an understatement. there wasn't a day that he didn't come home with a new handful of wildflowers, one for each of his girls, and sit on the floor having her explain all her little drawings to him. when tate would mess with her, teasing as a good older brother would, kayce would give him a stern shake of his head, holding her close to his chest as she sniffled.

"she ain't a boy, bud," he told him. "i know she's your sister and you wanna tease her, but you gotta treat her like a lady."

"i just wanna make her laugh," tate defended.

"find another way, okay pal? there's a million ways to make her laugh and only a few to make her cry. let's figure that out, alright?" he said, pulling the boy into his side for a hug. tate looked at his sister, thinking for a moment before making a funny face, sticking out his tongue and crossing his eyes as he pulled his mouth at a funny angle. she burst into a fit of giggles, kayce high-fiving him as she clambered out of his lap to go play with her older brother.

you had to be the one to teach her to rope and ride, ensuring she had the true makings of a cowgirl because kayce did not want that life for her. he hoped that she wouldn't ever end up with a cowboy. but, once she knew how to ride well enough, he'd take her on long rides with him and tate, explaining the beauties of montana to them both.

he first bought her a dress from a little boutique in town and a matching bow to go with it when she was five, beyond excited to dress her in it and take her out on a daddy daughter date. you took tate on a mommy son date that same night, smiling as you saw your husband and daughter eating ice cream through the store window as tate dragged you to the theater down the street.

kayce stayed protective, but supportive of what she wanted - except for when she started getting cutesy around the newest ranch hand rip had let stick around, a kid called carter. kayce nipped that one in the bud real fast.

he thrived as a father, it was his true calling, with both tate and your little girl. having both felt like his life had equalled out and he ensured they had a close bond as well. kayce isn't a girl dad or a boy dad, he's just a dad, and he loves it.

rip wheeler:

rip would never admit it, but whenever he imagined finding a girl, settling down, and starting a family, it was always filled with daughters. it was easy to assume that he'd want all boys - he was one of the most manly men montana had ever seen. but, with that, he felt a need to have girls to protect, to be strong for.

so when that first baby ended up a girl, he was silently ecstatic.

"baby, it's a girl," he mumbled to you, his smile the widest you'd seen it since your wedding day.

he was so supportive during labor, petting your hair out of your face as you squeezed his hand tightly. when your little girl finally started crying, he took her straight from the doctor and set her on your chest, one hand on your arm and the other on the baby's back.

he watched over the both of y'all carefully. it was obvious to everyone that you were his number one priorities, and if anyone so much as mentioned your names with the wrong tone he was ready to fight.

rip started taking her out on rides as soon as she was able to be strapped to his chest and sit on a horse without crying, which was actually awfully early. you told him it was only because she was his daughter that he was able to do this, but they both loved it. she was an expert rider by the time she was eight years old, and a good roper too.

you had two twin girls after her, both absolutely adored by rip and their older sister. you were able to go on family rides at that point, you and rip with each one of the littles in front of you and your oldest perched behind rip with wide wondering eyes.

"daddy, an eagle!" she cheered, pointing over his shoulder at a bald eagle flying over the trees.

"good eye, baby," rip said, smiling as he high-fived the little girl.

she quickly became his right hand man. even at four years old, she was grabbing him a banana for breakfast before he headed out the door or helping him clean his boots. the older she got, the more responsibility she got, which was fine by her. she was strong and determined and a total daddy's girl.

until she became a brother's girl.

carter showed up when she was seven and she fell in love with him quickly. he was sweet with her, carrying her on his back out to the barn as she helped him shovel stalls the best she could.

rip didn't know how to feel about it until you finally approached him about adopting carter.

"it wouldn't be anything official since neither of y'all have any documentation or anything," you told him, fiddling with your fingers. "but, that boy needs a home. and rip, i really love him, and so does she, and so do you. we've got one extra room and a place at the table. i want him here. you've seen him with our baby girl, he wants to be a part of this family too. please, rip."

and so that was that. after you sat the boy down and told him, he became even more dependable. he was an avid protector of your daughter and rip actually began smiling at the sight of the two of them walking around the ranch.

rip didn't love carter the same way he loved his baby girl, he was always meant to be a girl dad, but he appreciated him nonetheless. the way he was with rip's daughters helped secure him in the little wheeler family, and rip was happy about it.

ryan:

ryan was in no way prepared to be a father. when you told him you were pregnant he about shat himself.

"but we used protection," he said, eyes wide as he paced the bunkhouse.

"well, quite obviously it didn't work," you said. you grabbed his arms. "ryan, hun, it'll be okay. okay? it'll all work out, we'll figure it out."

"i don't have anything for you. i can't do anything for you. i don't have a house for myself, i barely have my own truck, i make enough to live but i don't know how to provide for you," he stressed.

"we'll figure it out," you emphasized again, wrapping your arms around his neck tightly.

and you did. with how long ryan had been working on the yellowstone ranch and how close your family was to the duttons (how you'd met ryan, actually), john gave you space in the main house to take care of you new little girl - heavens knew there was enough room, he barely even noticed you were there. he, himself, was kind of obsessed with the idea of having another pseudo grandchild, and ryan was convinced that was the only reason he worked it all out for y'all.

ryan was a nervous father. he was uber careful, keeping constant eyes on the baby or whoever was holding her. ninety percent of the time, that person was himself. he barely even let colby hold her and he cursed out jimmy when he asked, saying how he wasn't about to let that dumbass, brain-injured, bronco-riding klutz of a rodeo star hold his precious baby girl and drop her on her head just like his parents had done to him, obviously.

everyone had a good laugh about that one.

your little girl wasn't around the horses or cows, or even a damn rope for so much of her life, but what she was around was poker. ryan had her in his lap as they played cards since she was a month old and not sleeping through the night. somehow, impeccably, she went down without a fuss after sitting through a few games of cards with her father and his friends.

when she got a bit older, he taught her all his favorite childhood card games, but she got bored of them. when you first walked in on him explaining poker to her, you about smacked him upside the head, but when you saw her smiling and figuring out the order of the cards you let it slide.

"she'll be cheatin' out the rest of us in no time," ryan said, running a hand over her hair as he smiled up at you.

"whatever you say, cowboy," you sighed, sitting next to her and picking at the chips he'd laid out for her.

for her tenth birthday, he threw her a poker party with the rest of the wranglers, the duttons, tate, and carter, with ibc rootbeers in a cooler to make her feel just as cool as the rest of them. it was the first time she'd played with anyone but her parents, and she was stoked.

she smoked their asses.

they were freaking flabbergasted, even ryan. he pressed a kiss to her head, laughing as he congratulated her. "that's my kid, everybody."

lee dutton:

lee never wanted kids.

he knew it, you knew it, john knew it, hell, the whole family knew it. it was never in his plan.

but, you also weren't in his plan. he'd had a perfectly organized idea of being the forever bachelor of the yellowstone, hitting up bars for quick girls when he wanted a makeout or one night stand or whatever, and then returning to life on the ranch.

well, you showed up, a horse trainer from the sixes, travis wheatley's little sister, and he fell in love so fast he almost tripped over his feet. he rushed into dating you, proposing, and marrying you but no one in montana had any complaints, except for maybe your father, but he was in texas so it didn't matter in the long run. and he also, accidentally, rushed into getting you pregnant, which was not the goal at all.

"i know, and i'm sorry, but i'm keeping it, baby," you'd told him the night he found the test. you held his face in your hands, brows furrowed. "i want this. i hope you can understand that."

"i never wanted kids," he told you, shaking his head and breathing out a deep sigh. "but, uh, with you? with you, i'm not so opposed." he looked up at you, mustering a small, almost scared smile. "hell, we're already here, ain't we? let's fuckin do this thing, baby."

"language, lee," you laughed.

his mind was blown when you gave birth, absolutely scared and amazed out of his mind when the nurse handed over this perfect, slightly messy, bundle of pink blankets screaming bloody murder to him as they cleaned you up.

"holy shit," he muttered, staring down at his daughter with wide eyes.

"language, lee," you groaned, sitting up and reaching out for the baby. he handed her to you immediately, watching the both of you carefully.

his world changed that day.

as soon as you were ready to let her out of the house, he took her everywhere with him, and he was not ashamed about it. the strap-on baby carrier was his best friend as he walked around the house, grabbing her nursing bottles before heading out to the barn. john laughed when he saw him the first time.

"and what the hell are you doing? you can't cowboy with a baby, lee," he told his eldest.

"watch me," was his answer.

you didn't know he was doing all this, only being told that he'd take her out while you got some rest or did whatever you needed to get done. it was nice to have little breaks throughout the day, but you worried if she was hungry. well, until you saw the little bottle holster he'd made himself that he kept strapped to his side.

you almost thought it was ridiculous, but it was the best possible outcome you could've hoped for, so you let him take her out every few days.

that girl was practically a cowboy by the time she was five years old. she knew all the terms, had her own boots, was dressed in the same wranglers and carhartts as her dad and grandpa, and always was begging for a horse. she wasn't allowed quite yet, but lee promised her she'd get one eventually.

he took her out hunting with him basically her whole life, teaching her the sacredness and also the practicality of it. she became obsessed with guns when she was eight, something you became especially worried about. you made him put extra locks on each case and then on the safe, the fear of her getting into them eating you alive. she complained about not being able to get a tag until she was twelve, but you thanked the state for it.

lee, of course, found a workaround where she began shooting bucks as big as the bed of his truck when she was only ten because it was on the dutton property - who was going to know? if she could love him anymore than she already did, she definitely did after that.

you kept it to the one kid, knowing she was all lee could really handle. and you were both happy to have her be the center of your worlds. and as much as some traditional montanans might argue that dutton ranch's succession should be male, anyone who met your daughter knew that that little ten year old was as much a cowboy as anyone on the ranch, following in the large footsteps of her grandpa and father with exactness.

jimmy:

jimmy was ecstatic when he learned you were pregnant, as nervous as it made him too. everything in his life was starting to work out; he'd figured out his dream job - to be a horse trainer, he had a good job, y'all had just gotten married, and he bought his first house right by the sixes.

"this is perfect," he told you, kissing your forehead as he smile widely. "everything is so perfect now, darlin'."

when you learned it was a girl that day at the doctor's office, he was even more ecstatic.

"our little cowgirl," you told him as he pulled you into his side.

"our little cowgirl," he nodded, a certain proud smile on his lips as he thought about what it'd be like raising a little cowgirl as a real cowboy now himself.

now that he had money, and good money too, he let himself go out and buy the baby all sorts of things, from cow printed blankets to little stuffed horses. you laughed when he came home one day with tiny little baby boots.

he put them on her as soon as she'd grown enough to give him the chance. he held her hands as he walked her around the room, the small girl bouncing a bit as she situated in her boots.

"i know they're kinda funny, hun," he hummed to her as she walked with him. "but, they're actually the best sort of shoe. you're gonna love 'em."

his favorite part of the day had always been coming home to you, but it was even better now that he had two people to come home to. and she loved her daddy, babbling with that big baby smile as she crawled to him. he'd always scoop her up into his arms and give her a big kiss on the cheek before walking through the rest of the house to find you.

he told her stories about the yellowstone ranch when he tucked her into bed, her favorite black and white spotted stuffed horse in her arms as she gazed up at him with a smile and big hazel eyes that mirrored his own.

when she got older, you started bringing her down to the arena to show her what exactly her daddy did. at that point, he was on travis' main team of show horse trainers, and he was happy to show off for his wife and little girl. she was always excited to watch him, hanging off the fence with a wide grin as you stood behind her, waving at your husband just as travis yelled at him to get back to work. it was the first time jimmy had ever really talked back to him, yelling not to curse when his daughter was around. travis never did it again and began to show off for the eight year old when she was around too.

she was spunky, way spunkier than jimmy was ready for and sassier than he ever had been. "she gets this from you."

when she went to travis asking for her own horse and better lessons, her brows raised and arms crossed over her chest, jimmy nearly had a heart attack. he dismounted his horse, crossing to his daughter but not making it before travis responded.

"what do i get if i do? horses aren't free, you know."

"a new trainer," she answered, nodding at him firmly. "i've seen y'all do this my whole life. i've rode my whole life. just gimme a shot."

at the ripe age of ten, she'd managed to convince travis wheaton to give her a horse, let her dad teach her, and the opportunity to stay on as she trained. travis laughed when he passed jimmy, shaking his head. "i hate to break it to you, but she ain't your kid, jimmy."

jimmy breathed a sigh of relief before he pulled her up onto his horse, shaking his head and rolling his eyes.

"you've really got to talk to me about things like that before you just do it," he said. "that's my boss, you know that?"

"he ain't my boss," she laughed, kissing her dad on the cheek.

spencer dutton:

spencer had always wanted kids. and ever since he met you he knew he wanted to have them with you. but, life as a hunter in africa was dangerous enough as it is that you both agreed to wait.

life had other plans.

well, you weren't exactly careful, for one, and for two birth control was iffy, so you should've seen it coming sooner or later. it probably should've been later, but what the hell.

he decided that was the right time to quit being a predator hunter then and did what he could to get you both back to montana, hopefully before you popped. you didn't argue - you wanted to be home when you had your baby too. he took excellent care of you on each ship, each town, and on the train west, ensuring you always had water and foods that didn't make you want to throw up, being a constant pillow for when your body decided it needed a nap, and paying for the most comfortable accommodations the different vessels had.

you didn't know the gender of the baby until after you had her. you were exhausted, but spencer had been right by your side the whole way through, smoothing your hair back and cooling you down with a wet cloth as cara coached you through it.

the look on his face when cara exclaimed it was a girl was one you would never forget; a mixture between love, adoration, and excitement, and fear, protectiveness, and anxiety.

he coddled that baby girl. every night, he spent hours cooing to her as he rocked in the rocking chair his father had built when he was just a baby. he told her stories about cowboying and africa, sang her lullabies cara used to sing to him, and never missed an opportunity to kiss her sweet chubby cheeks.

"you're so good with her," you mumbled to him one night as you sat on his lap in the chair, head tucked into his neck as he held you in one arm and the baby in the other. "how do you do it?"

"i don't know," he whispered, glancing at you with a gentle smile before you both returned your gazes to your daughter. "loving her comes as easily to me as loving you. it's as natural as anything i've ever felt."

"so it's just instinct that helps you calm her in any situation?" you asked.

"well, i can't calm her in every situation," he said with a quiet chuckle. "you've got the only solution sometimes. but, yeah. i guess in other ways it is."

then things got worse with whitfield and the ranch. she was older then, about six, and spencer made sure she knew to never go anywhere alone, to scream for help if she ever saw anyone she didn't know on the ranch (because she knew and adored literally every cowboy working for jacob), and to run. fast.

and she was fast. like, surprisingly fast. she took great pleasure in challenging spencer and jack and jacob to races. spencer and jack always pretended to let her win, and so did jacob, but after he got shot she actually did start to win. when he was told to walk around to get better, she thought she would be encouraging by walking right by his side a little faster than he was able to. it did actually get him moving quicker, but cara was constantly rolling her eyes as she did it.

when she got older, of course spencer taught her how to shoot and hunt.

"this is what daddy did before you were born, princess," he told her as he helped her line up the sight to the target.

"kill things?" she asked, raising her brows. you laughed as you sat to the side, watching in amusement.

he cleared his throat, his brows furrowing a bit. "well, i mean, yes, but i was protecting people from animals that wanted to hurt them. and other times getting food for the family."

"so, do i have to get food for the family now?" she asked, looking down at the gun. he laughed.

"you don't have to, no," he reassured. "i just wanted to show you. it's something i love to do, and something to protect you. that's why mama knows."

"mama knows?"

"yes, i do, baby," you chimed in with a smile. "he showed me back when we were just teenagers. he's a lot better than me though, so you listen to him."

"can we shoot something real next time?" she asked, glancing back at spencer.

"maybe not next time, but when you get enough practice in then yeah," he answered.

"when is that?"

she had a lot of questions. and she always asked them. but, spencer was as even kiln as ever, so patient when he responded to her and made sure her curious little mind found the answers it needed.

but, whenever you thought of spencer as a father, there was always one night that came to mind. she was probably four and it was way past her bedtime. y'all had put her to sleep maybe ten times before she finally stayed in her room and you left to hopefully get some rest.

except spencer turned on the radio. you'd just gotten it the day before and were so excited about it and when he flicked it on, some slow, country tune was playing through it. he took you in his arms then, holding you close to his chest with his lips on your temple, swaying you both gentle along to the tune.

you were smiling the whole time, letting him twirl you once before bringing you in close again. only a few minutes into your impromptu slow dancing, your door was pushed open and in walked your toddler.

there was no shouting or frustrated demand for her to go back to sleep, even though that was very tempting given your last hundred tries to have her do just that. instead, spencer pressed a kiss to your head and twirled you out of his arms as he moved to scoop her up instead. he held her up with one arm, his other holding her hand as he spun slowly in circles.

"if i let you dance with mommy and me will you stay in bed?" he said, raising his brows as he met the eyes that matched his. she giggled, nodding as he kissed her cheek. "okay, then let's dance baby."

you leaned up against the bed frame, watching them with crossed arms and a smile as the music played through the small radio. he met your eyes and his smile grew, slowly spinning his way over to you. releasing your daughter's hand, he took yours instead and pulled you in close. his hand moved to your waist and soon you had your arms wrapped around him and your baby girl as he held her between you, swaying slowly.

as the song ended, he twirled you and then spun himself to earn a giggle from the toddler before setting her down and taking her small hand to give her a twirl as well.

your heart was so full in that moment. when he returned from tucking her in for the (hopefully) last time, you kissed him slowly, pulling away with a soft smile.

"you're a good dad, spencer," you told him. he shrugged, pulling you back in to hold you in a gentle embrace.

"you're a good mom. you make it easy for me."

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Callin’ Somebody Mama

Tags [ @kmc1989 @tallrock35 @pear-1206

The cold Montana wind blew my hair all around except in my face while I rode beside my boyfriend Lee on horseback. Eyeing the herd of cattle running across the field yet I noticed a mama caff slowly walking behind the rest of the group. Tugging the reins of my horse I pointed towards the mama caff knowing something wasn’t right with her. “Lee, do you see that? I think she’s hurt. Let’s go.” Kicking my horse in its side my horse Chloe ran towards the injured cattle where I dismounted my horse a few steps away from the animal.

Lee followed after me, dismounting his horse carrying a rope in his hands just in case the mama cattle decided to run off when we tried to help her. “Looks like a breach. Can we get her up?”

“No. We’ll pull it while she’s down.” I dropped down onto my knees wrapping my arms around the mama’s stomach holding her down onto the ground with all the strength I could so she didn’t kick me or run off.

Lee bent down behind the mama’s back legs looking between them to see the baby trying to get out. “You got her, Y/n?”

“Yeah. You got the legs.” I nodded, feeling the mama beginning to squirm.

Lee grunted pulling the baby calf out by its legs pushing the mama and baby apart for a minute after I had fallen down onto my back to avoid getting kicked by the calf’s mama who had jumped up. “Woo - that could’ve gone a lot worse. Here, are you alright there?”

“Sure. I just decided to take a nap on the ground like this after delivering a calf.” Crossing my arms over the back of my head I stuck my tongue out at him teasingly.

He extended his hand down to me, pulling me upright to stand with him. “Forget that I asked.” He found a large rock off to the side of the area where we had just delivered the calf as me and Lee took a seat down to rest for a moment.

Lee and I had been together since middle school. He had nervously asked me out to our junior prom. My mother had gotten pregnant with me at the age of 13 so when he asked me out she was slightly worried I’d get pregnant just like she had. Thankfully Lee was raised right and we had taken things simple and slow by just spending time together working his family’s ranch.

I didn’t think I’d like being a rancher growing up. According to Lee you’d never get a day off from the work of raising the food that you would later eat. But somehow I began to fall in love with it and I knew it had to do with how much joy it brought the oldest Dutton son. He puts his heart and soul into this life and the land and that’s beautiful to watch.

Shifting my gaze across the field I ran a hand through my messy braid watching the mama and her baby calf begin walking around together. “Lee, don’t punch me for asking this but what do you see when you look at that calf?”

“I see a life I gotta feed and defend until it grows up and feeds me.”

I pretended to play dumb tilting my head to the side with curiosity. “So that calf is your baby now. Congratulations, you're a mother.”

“Please don’t start calling me mama, Y/n.” He shook his head in embarrassment.

I couldn’t resist and he knew he had just set himself up to be teased. “Mama Lee, it has a nice ring to it.”

“Seriously, don't start telling my siblings to call me that would you.” He begged me, looking in my direction fiddling with the tan cowboy hat sitting on his head.

Scooting over to him I whispered in his ear with a grin on my face. “Mama Lee.”

“Y/n, please stop.”

“Mana Lee, what are you going to name your baby huh?” I questioned him before he sharply turned his head around getting in my face when he blurted out his next response.

“I'd rather be calling you mama then my girlfriend anymore.”

Blinking my eyes a couple of times I became confused at what he had just said to me. “Wha-what. How could I become a mother if I'm not your girlfriend anymore?”

“By becoming my wife and having my children.” Lee responded by getting up from the ground and lowering himself down onto one knee right in front of my eyes. He dug inside his tan jacket pocket taking out a small black box, opening it to reveal a small ring.

Bringing my hands to my mouth I felt tears welling in my eyes at what was happening right before me. “Lee, you can't seriously be -”

“Proposing, oh yeah I am.” He takes one of my hands in his, holding onto the ring with the other. “Y/n, I never knew you'd be the woman that I fell in love with. I always thought we'd just stay friends until our junior prom rolled around and all I could think about was asking you to be my date. Now you're sitting here as my girlfriend and even that doesn't seem to be enough. I want - I want to call you mine forever. I want to call you my wife. I want to have kids with you - honestly there's no one else I want to spend the rest of my life with on this ranch. So will you marry me?”

Throwing my arms around his neck I tackled him down onto the ground where he clutched the ring in his hand so he didn’t lose it. “I love you, Lee Dutton.”

“I love you too - but uh - does that mean you're saying yes.” He chuckled sitting upright keeping me sitting in his lap, showing me the ring again.

Giggling in response I held out my left hand letting him slide the ring on my finger. “Yes, yes, yes I'll marry you.” The ring had a simple light blue jewel in the middle of it and was somewhat familiar to me for some reason when I sent my now fiancé a look of curiosity.

“It's my mothers ring. I asked my father if I could pass it down to you. I hope you like it.”

Leaning forward I slowly kissed the oldest Dutton with a grin on my lips. “I love it just as much as I love you.” He smiles, kissing me and I hold back a laugh at the tickling off the beard on his chin.

“What’s that look for, Mrs. Dutton?” Lee asked me pulling away from the gentle kiss, keeping his arms wrapped around my waist holding me close to his chest.

A smirk grew across my face when the words left my mouth. “What do you say to start working on me becoming a mama eh cowboy?”

“You’re a clever girl, Mrs. Dutton.” Lee scooped me up into his arms hearing me giggle with such joy, carrying me bridal style over to our horses and we rode back to the Foreman's cabin as fast as we ever had in our lives.

[fanficforlife]

Chapter Eleven

You took a peppermint out of your pocket and gave it to Storm, "you did great." While she ate it, you pet her moody-coloured neck. Over the past two weeks, you and Kayce had been working with her, getting her used to a saddle and riding. She had done amazingly well and this was the first ride out of the corral.

Kayce tied the two horses to a low-hanging branch so they wouldn't wander off before the two of you walked into your meadow.

"You've been quiet today. Is everything okay?" You asked after sitting on the lush grass next to him.

"Dad talked to me this morning." His hand wrapped around yours, which was resting on his leg. "He wants me to run for livestock agent."

"Livestock agent?"

"You help ranchers with their cattle and horses, could be inspecting and sorting them for sales. Make sure strays aren't getting shipped, one ranch's cattle don't get in with someone else's. People moving from out of state and fencing off land and now the cattle can't get to their summer pasture. Checking on dead animals, on ones that get shot by mistake or on purpose. Catching thieves. Getting ones back that get out of their fence."

You shifted closer so your sides were touching and ran your fingers up and down his arm. "Thinking about Lee?"

He nodded. "And, you and Tate." His gaze went to your horses. "Everything is going good right now. I'm on the ranch every day. I get to see you during the day, I'm here when Tate gets home from school."

"Your relationship with Tate won't change. He will still see you in the morning before you go to work. When you get home he can tell you all about his day at the dinner table and you can spend the evening together."

"And, us?"

You smiled and cuddled into him, "We will be just as happy as we are now. It might even make us miss each other."

"Then maybe I could get you to move in with us." He chuckled and pulled you onto his lap. "Before you came here, I was thinking about moving off the ranch. Getting as far away from this place as I could. There is always someone who wants the land. They want it bad enough to fight for it; the cattle, us. I got enough of that in the Navy. Then you came."

"Do you still want to get away from here?"

"Yes and no. You're here. And, I know Dad loves having Tate here. Dad always wants me to do something: don't join the Navy so I can raise Tate, be the foreman of the ranch. He wants me to be a livestock agent because it could help the ranch. Taking the job would get me off the ranch for a part of the day. I could help other people." His jaw clenched, "if I'm not here if he finds you…"

"There is always someone close by: your dad, Rip, one of the wranglers. They'll stop him before anything can happen. You've assured me of that more times than I can count." You tucked his hair behind his ear, "If this is something you want to do, you should do it. Whatever it is we will be okay."

He nodded and looked out at the trees. "We wouldn't be able to sneak off for our dates during the day."

"No." You left your spot and straddled his lap. "We would just have to make up for it when you are home." Your lips pressed against his before resting your hands against the sides of his neck. "Whatever you decide, I just want you to be happy doing it."

"Have I ever told you that you are an amazing woman?" His hand slid into your hair. "You always say exactly what I need to hear to calm the chaos in my head."

"Well, it's like you've said from the beginning. We're just made for each other."

His crooked smile formed. "That we are. Whether God thought so or not, Lee would have made it happen."

"He definitely would have." You gave him a long kiss before standing up and giving his hand a tug.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"As much as I want to stay here and prove just how right we are for each other…"

He chuckled, "You want to get back on Storm."

"I just never thought she would be well enough to ride."

"Baby, you don't have to explain it to me. I get it. Besides, we have the rest of our lives to prove how good we are together." He pulled you against his side and placed a kiss on your hairline. "Let's go further up the mountain. There's a lookout I want to show you. Dad brought it to me when I turned thirteen though so I might not be able to find it."

"Good thing it's Saturday and Tate and your dad are spending the afternoon fishing."

After climbing on your horses he brought his alongside yours. "Thank you for everything."

"I'm always here." You smiled and you both leaned over for a kiss. "Now where to?"

*****

Kayce's hand tightened around yours as you walked into the bar. He had taken the livestock agent job and he had just finished his last day as the ranch foreman, putting Rip back in charge. The wranglers said it was time for a little going away party for Kayce and a celebration for Rip. Along with you and Kayce, were Beth and Rip and the wranglers.

"There's a spot in the corner that should fit us all." Beth pointed out so you all made your way over.

Over the next two hours, you heard stories of some of the funnier things the wranglers had experienced and about Kayce and Rip. You laughed and joked around. You couldn't remember the last time you had gone out with a group and had this much fun. The only other times had been with Nick and his friends and those usually never ended well.

"I'm going to get a water. Anyone need anything?" You asked who was sitting around the table. The others were currently playing pool. When everyone told you they were good, you placed a kiss on Kayce's cheek before going up to the bar.

"Let me buy you a drink, gorgeous?" A cowboy who had just walked in with his friends asked.

You shook your head. "I don't drink and I-"

"Then let me show you off on the dance floor." He stepped closer, his fingers trailing down your arm.

Your eyes went over his shoulder to your table where Kayce was sitting on the edge of his chair, his hands balled into fists. "I have a boyfriend." You took your glass of water and pushed past the cowboy, making a beeline for your boyfriend. As soon as you sat down on his lap, you pressed your lips against his. His hands instantly relaxed, one went to your waist while the other slid into your hair, intensifying the kiss.

"Get a room. Geez," Ryan teased and threw a peanut at the two of you.

You and Kayce smiled at each other before he looked over at the bar. When the man who flirted with you realized who your boyfriend was, he gave a quick nod and disappeared into the crowd.

Lloyd chuckled and threw a peanut at Ryan, "You do know you just harassed your boss right?"

"I'm not his boss anymore, "Kayce grinned at them before focusing on you. "Hey, you."

"Hi," you smiled before leaning in and brushing your nose against his.

"Mmm," his hands went to your waist and pulled you closer. You giggled softly. "I love that sound." He said quietly.

Warmth filled your chest, "I think we should go."

"Yeah?" He smirked.

"Yeah," you returned the look. He gently pushed you off his lap and grabbed your hand.

"Off so soon?" Ryan grinned.

Kayce grabbed some peanuts out of the bowl on the table and threw them at him with a playful grin. "Watch it or I'll make you clean the stalls."

"I thought you said you weren't my boss anymore," Ryan laughed.

"Come on, beautiful," Kayce's lips brushed against your temple before he guided you out of the bar and to his truck. "Where to?" He asked after pulling you against his side and starting the vehicle.

"Home, a back alley, some back road, I don't care."

He smiled and pulled out of the parking lot.

Fifteen minutes later he parked next to an empty pasture in the middle of nowhere. You looked around.

"Don't worry, baby. We're on Yellowstone."

An embarrassed smile tugged at the corners of your mouth.

"God, you're adorable," His hand came up and rested on your jaw, his thumb running across your bottom lip. "You have no idea how hard it was to not get up and break that guy's hand for touching you."

You got up and straddled him, "I would much rather kiss you here than through prison bars."

"Here is definitely better." He shifted slightly making it easier for you to unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans. "Fuck, baby." His head fell back as you started pumping his dick.

You pulled your underwear to the side and sunk onto him. You both moaned.

"Have I ever told you how perfect you are?"

"Mhm," your hand slid into his hair as you slowly rode him. "You are just as perfect."

He laughed huskily. "I don't think I've ever been called perfect."

"You are, without a doubt," you kissed him, "Mr livestock agent."

The smirk you loved formed while his hands slid down your back before gripping your hips. "And, we are without a doubt fucking perfect together." It didn't take long until you both fell apart in each other's arms.

*****

You opened your eyes to find an empty side of the bed. The sheet is cold. After getting dressed in a change of clothes that you had kept at Kayce's, leggings, a tank top and an oversized cardigan, you stepped into the hallway.

The bathroom light was on and the door open so you walked over. Kayce was standing in front of the mirror hanging above the sink fighting back tears.

"Kayc?"

He saw you in the reflection but didn't say anything.

"I'm here. You can talk to me. I love you and you know whatever you say stays with me."

Still nothing.

"Baby, why won't you talk to me?" You stood in the doorway for a few more seconds before walking away with tears in your eyes.

The rising sun cast the sky in a kaleidoscope of colour as you leaned against the fence railing, your chin resting on your folded arms. It wasn't long before footsteps approached behind you, followed by your cowboy leaning on the fence beside you. "Did I do something?"

"You didn't do anything, Violet."

"Don't you trust me?"

"I trust you completely."

"Then why won't you talk to me? I told you everything about me. Every horrible detail. Even though I thought you wouldn't want me anymore and would tell me to leave. I told you because what happened in the past is a part of me, just like every day since then. And, everything that happens in the future." You placed your hand on his which was resting on the fence rail. "There is nothing you could have done that will change how I feel about you. I love you, Kayce."

He shook his head as he looked down at your hand on his. "I've done things that you wouldn't like, things that would change how you see me."

"When I told you what happened to me it was like a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. Part of it was because you finally knew but most of it- I had been keeping everything inside. I never told anyone when he hurt me. I never told anyone about what he made me do. I never told anyone that he made me watch him kill a man and then clean it up. I buried everything. But, it kept eating away at me until I didn't want to live anymore. Lee knew that Nick would get angry and hurt me but that was it. I didn't tell them that he raped me or about what happened in the basement at first. I didn't tell him because I didn't want to burden him any more than he already was." You lifted Kayce's arm so you could slide in between him and the fence. He moved closer, resting his forearm across the fence board behind your upper back. His other hand went to your waist. "After Lee made me tell him, I wasn't the only one who felt better. He said finally knowing why I would get so lost in my head helped him. When my memories took hold he would worry, he wanted to help me but didn't know what to do. When I told him he would still worry but knowing why I was so upset helped him be there for me. Sometimes he would just sit and have coffee with me or he would take me outside and show me what he was working on to take my mind off it. You can't keep everything in, Kayce. It's going to end up killing you." He looked away. "Baby, look at me." You didn't continue until he did. "I promise that there is nothing you could have done that will make me leave you."

He tucked your hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering in the soft strands. "I'll tell you…"

"It doesn't have to be everything all at once." You rested your hands against the sides of his neck, your thumbs running along his jaw. "Just promise you will. I can't lose you to the past."

"I promise, baby." He moved in closer. "It was a nightmare, a memory from the Navy…" he took a deep breath, "we were in Pakistan, not supposed to be there but we were. We blew the door off the house of high profile target. Inside he was holding his wife as a shield and had his daughter on a leash in front of him. He started shooting rounds off with AK 47. He killed two of my men. I had to make a choice. I-I killed him, his wife and his little girl." His head dropped.

"Hey," you said softly as your hands cupped his face and brought it back up so he would look at you, "Kayce, you did what you had to do to save your life and the lives of the rest of your men."

"I killed a woman, a kid." Tears began filling his eyes.

You wrapped your arms around him, and he immediately buried his face in the crook of your neck, his arms crushing you against him. "And, I know that you and the rest of the men you were in charge of are alive today because of it. You wouldn't have done it if there was any other option." You held him until his shoulders stopped shaking and his breathing returned to normal. When he lifted his head you wiped the remaining tears off his cheeks. "You said that he was high profile which means he would have been one of the people giving orders that resulted in people's deaths. Innocent people. You saved more lives than just your men's."

His hands came up and cupped your face, "You really are my angel."

"And, you're mine."

He gave you a long, slow kiss before resting his forehead against yours. "Promise me you'll never leave."

"I promise." You said but deep down you knew that there might be a time when you would have to break that promise.

*****

Tate came bounding out the front door to where you and Kayce were standing. "I'm ready!"

"I've never seen you this excited to go to school." Kayce chuckled.

"Cause you're bringing me." The little boy beamed up at his dad. "I don't remember the last time you brought me."

He placed his hand on his son's shoulder. "It will probably just be for today."

"That's okay. I like it when Violet brings me too."

"Have a good day at school. I'll see you when I pick you up."

Tate gave you a hug. "I will. Dad, we have to go so we're not late."

"I'll be right there." When Tate headed for the truck, Kayce's hands went to your waist and pulled you against him. "Hi."

Your hands slid over his shoulders, "hi."

"I know that I'm going to see you at dinner tonight but I'm going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you too but I'm sure you're going to be too busy to even think about that." He didn't look convinced. "The day will go by fast and then you'll be back here."

He sighed. "And, then I'll do it all again the next day. Maybe I shouldn't have taken the job."

"Just focus on one day at a time. Today you're going to get to drop Tate off at school before going to your office. You will do whatever you have to at work then come home."

"Home to you and Tate." He held you tighter. "Promise you'll think about it?"

"I will, I promise. Now you need to go or you and Tate will both be late."

His lips pressed against yours. "I love you."

"I love you too." After giving him another kiss you gave him a gentle push towards the porch steps. "Have a good day, baby."

The smile you loved formed on his handsome face, "knowing I got you waiting for me when I get home will always make it a good day."

"Dad, that was really cheesy," Tate said from inside the truck leaving you giggling.

"Just wait until you find a girl you love," Kayce told him through the open driver's window.

"Eww, girls are gross."

Kayce chuckled as he climbed in. Before he drove away he winked at you leaving butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

Good grief, he makes me feel like I'm in high school. You shook your head and started on your list for the day.

*****

You walked into the building where Kayce's office was half an hour before you had to pick Tate up from school. "Hi, I'm here to see Kayce."

"Right through that door, hun." The older receptionist smiled.

"Thank you." You smiled before going to a closed door and gently knocking on it. When you heard Kayce say come in, you went inside.

"Letty," a grin lit up his face when he saw you. "You're wearing the dress you wore on our first date."

"I am and I thought you could use some coffee."

He got up and came around his desk. "Thanks, baby." He took one of the takeout cups filled with coffee from you but set it on his desk so he could wrap his arms around your waist.

You set your cup next to his and placed your hands on his chest. "It's Friday already."

"Yeah, my first week went by fast. Still missing you just as much during the day though. I don't know if I should've taken this job. I don't like being away from you."

"Would it help if I moved in with you?"

He froze, his eyes widening. "You thought about it?"

"I did. You make me happy and you make me feel safe." Your hands came up and rested against the sides of his neck. "And, I love you, Kayce. More than anything in the world."

His lips crashed into yours. When you parted you were both out of breath. After quickly locking the door, he went to push things back from the front of his desk but you stopped him.

"Not here." You took his hand and walked around, pushing his chair out of the way and moving the calendar aside. "Here so every time you're sitting at your desk you will picture us."

"Turn around." When you did he bent you over the top of the desk. He pushed the skirt of your dress up over your ass. "Don't move." You looked over your shoulder to see him pull his chair up and sit down. "Spread your legs." Once you did, he pulled his chair closer, settling between your legs. "There," he said after ripping your panties off, "the perfect view."

"Kayc," you whined.

His husky chuckle filled the room before his tongue went to work on your clit. It wasn't long until you were close. When his finger took over and his tongue slid inside you it pushed you over the edge. "You are fucking perfect, Letty." He praised.

"You're not so bad yourself." You smiled back at him.

"Yeah?" He smirked as he unzipped his jeans.

"Yes," it turned into a soft moan as he thrust into you. "Mmm, yes."

His hands gripped your hips while he leaned over you. "You gotta be quiet, baby, or I'm gonna get fired," he said next to your ear. All you could do was nod as he pulled out and entered you again.

After a couple minutes, he spun you around, picked you up and set you on the desk. With one of your legs over his shoulder and the other around his waist, he thrust inside you. He knew you had to pick up Tate soon so he started pounding into you.

It took everything you had to keep quiet. Kayce could tell so just before you both came his lips captured yours, swallowing your moans.

"I love you, Violet."

"I love you, Kayce." You placed your hand along his stubble-covered jaw. "More than you know."

"Move in tonight? Me and Tate are back in the lodge since Rip has the foreman's house, it shouldn't take long. You'll just be moving your stuff into my room."

A soft smile pulled at your lips. "How about we do it tomorrow? Tate wanted to play board games tonight with us and your dad."

"Stay with me tonight?" When you nodded the smile you loved spread across his face.

"I have to go pick up Tate."

"Have fun with the kid."

You picked up your underwear off the floor but instead of putting them in your purse, you slipped them into your boyfriend's pocket. "Have fun here."

His arms wrapped around you from behind and walked to the door moulded to your back. "Just wait until Tate's asleep."

"Kayce," you scolded when he sucked on the spot your neck and shoulder met, leaving a hickey.

He chuckled while spinning you around, "god, you're cute. I'll see you at dinner."

After a quick goodbye kiss, you headed for the school. Your mind was on what it would be like living in the same room as Kayce.

The overwhelming fear that consumed you when you first got to Yellowstone had been slowly dissipating. It had almost been ten months since you left Nick. You knew that the second he found you he would drag you back to California. He was the best detective in the city, he was smart, he knew how to talk to people and get them to give them the information he wanted. But, here you were, living a life you used to only dream about. When Kayce asked you to move in before he started his job as a livestock agent he assured you that you were safe here. He told you that more times than you could count since you came here but this time you believed it. Not a hundred percent, a small piece of you would always be ready to go even though you had promised you wouldn't. Staying here meant you loved Kayce, Tate and everyone else at Yellowstone. And, loving them meant that there was always a chance you would have to leave to keep them safe. But, you were done with Nick controlling your life. Living at Yellowstone made you happy and being with Kayce made you even happier. So, fuck Nick!

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Regardless They’ll Always Be Dutton’s

I just had an idea about a story that I think would be great. It would be a Lee Dutton x reader with alittle kayce x reader - request from @cookiez56-blog

Shutting the front door I gazed out back into the front yard seeing my two children William and Lana who we’re playing tag in the grass off the front porch. My father in law John was sitting beside my husband Lee. Sitting across from them on a small wooden chair I noticed that John was looking at Lana for a long time. “Is something wrong, John?”

“I might be wrong. But I don’t miss anything on this ranch. So does someone want to tell me why Lana looks more like Kayce then she does you and Lee. Cause I want to know if I’m just not awake yet this morning or not.” John ran a hand over his chin in thought then he messed with his white cowboy hat on his head.

Lee and I shifted our gaze back to each other before he reached over grasping my hand in his seeing that I was starting to let some tears fall remembering that day. “He was an idiot to ever do that to you, Y/n.”

“Kayce, I have to tell you something and I’m not sure the best way to do this so….here it is I’m pregnant.” Running my hands through my hair we were about to graduate high school in a few weeks before I found out I had missed my period.

Kayce dropped his hands at his side’s changing his demeanor completely from what I thought he would. “We can’t do this anymore, Y/n.”

“What are you saying?” I dared to ask him horrified of his next response.

The youngest Dutton sent me a half sympathetic look. “Y/n, it won’t work between us anymore. I’m going into the navy and you won’t want to stay worried about me all the time. And you’re probably not going to keep the baby anyway, whoever it belong to.”

“It’s yours asshat!” I blurted out throwing my hands away from my sides feeling heartbroken at what he was saying. “I lost my virginity to you. You’re the only person I have ever slept with!”

He shook his head removing his hat running his fingers through his hair frustrated at me and himself maybe. “I…I don’t know what to say. I didn’t think that it was that easy for you to get…especially the first time. I can’t do this.” He slowly turned on his feet beginning to walk away from me and back up to the main front porch of his family’s home.

Running forward I grabbed Kayce’s wrist holding him to a stop and slapped him across the face where it hurt my hand afterwards. He held his burning cheek that was red. “You are an asshole Kayce John Dutton. I tell you that I’m pregnant and you say that you want nothing to do with me or this kid!”

“Would you believe me if I said I’m terrified as hell and you don’t have to keep the baby.” He grunted still holding his burning red cheek.

Shaking my head I spun on my feet walking away from him about to leave the ranch but I remembered that I left my jacket in the barn. Heading into the barn I grabbed it before I felt heavy tears falling down my face. Throwing my jacket I screamed just kicking the wooden wall with my boots so frustrated and heartbroken by what Kayce just said to me. Gripping my hair in my fingers I heard someone walking towards me. “I don’t want to talk to you ever again Kayce!”

“It’s not Kayce, it’s Lee.” Whipping my head around I slumped my shoulders recognizing his older brother coming towards me. He removed his tan brown hat noticing that I was sobbing through tears. “Hey what’s wrong honey?”

“I’m pregnant with your brothers child…it’s Kayce’s. But he..he just broke up with me and said he doesn’t want it. Lee I, I have no idea what to do next. I don’t think it’s right to abort the baby but otherwise I’m on my own now.” Wrapping my arms around myself I avoided his gaze sniffling through tears that hadn’t stopped coming.

Lee didn’t waste another second before he tugged me into his chest holding me tightly against him. He had one hand in my hair and the other down my back letting me cry into his shirt until I had got it all out and he had a plan inside his mind. He gently held my face in his hands wiping away the tears that had stayed on my cheek. “Y/n, this is what we’re going to do. Nobody knows that you’re pregnant. You and Kayce haven’t been showing off your relationship so we can pass the baby off as mine.”

“Oh Lee I can’t ask you to do that. I mean what if you find someone you actually care about and want to marry someone else someday.” I felt guilty that he might be giving something up to help me out.

The eldest Dutton pressed his forehead against mine not backing down from his plan. “You’re not asking I’m offering you this option. And maybe someday if we got closer we could marry and make this work better. Cause from where I’m standing you wouldn’t be the worst person to be married too.”

Lee and I hadn’t said a word since John was still staring at us waiting for an answer. We really didn’t know what to say to him, as far as he knew until now Lana was Lee’s daughter. Getting to my feet Lee followed my actions taking my hand with my wedding ring on it trying to tell me everything was going to be okay. “Dad, I just want you to know that it was my plan the whole time. Y/n came to me crying and in a panic. So I did whatever I thought would help her.”

“So what we’re saying is that you we’re right. Lana is actually Kayce’s daughter and William is Lee’s. Kayce said he wanted nothing to do with the baby and Lee offered me more than I could have imagined. I’m sorry we didn’t tell you. I…we just thought it was better that no one knew the truth.” Moving my freehand around in front of me I felt a nervous pit in my stomach waiting for his answer.

John tapped his fingers on the armrests of the chair. “If you’re thinking I’d be angry you don’t have anything to be worried about. Regardless of who the birth father is they are each still my grandkids. I love Lana and William both equally.”

“Oh thank you. John I can’t thank you enough.” Covering my mouth with my hands I smiled through happy tears before I moved forward hugging my father in law.

He hugs me back smiling towards his eldest son. “You’re welcome Y/n…you did a good job son.”

We turned our heads seeing the two you kids running up the stairs bouncing around in front of us. Lana had slight curly hair that was the color of Kayce’s hair but she had my eye color. William had my hair color but he was given Lee’s eyes. “Mommy. Daddy, can we get some ice cream?” William asked spinning around in his tiny cowboy boots.

“If grandpa John says it’s okay.” Lee responded wrapping an arm around my waist tugging me into his side smiling down at them.

John tilted his head towards the inside of the house. “Go on kiddos. Just don’t eat too much before dinner.”

“Thank you, grandpa.” Lana ran away from her brother throwing her arms around her grandfather’s neck making him smile toward me and Lee silently telling us that both the kids would be good cowboys and cowgirls when they grow up.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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Hey!! I saw that you write for Kayce Dutton and wanted to make a request if you're still taking them. Would you be able to write Kayce Dutton sickfic where Kayce is a kid and he wakes up sick in the the middle of of the night with a stomach bug or flu or something and his older brother Lee is the one who takes care of him? I just feel like we don't get much on Kayce's childhood or his relationship with Lee so I feel it would be really sweet. No rush, take all the time you need! :)

Of course, thank you for the ask. I hated how short their relationship was on the show, but I know they both cared for each other so much.

Dreams

Kayce Dutton

It was quiet in the Dutton house, but if you walked upstairs to the rooms you could hear Kayce stirring in his bed. His head moving from side to side trying to keep himself in some sleep. The fever had crept in the middle of the night and the shivers came soon after. “Kayce?” Lee walked and opened the door a bit wondering what the noise was. The faint light of the hallway casted enough on the young boy to make Lee notice Kayce, he wasn’t having a good sleep.  He pushed through the door in a hurry and kneeled down in front of him. “Bud?” His brow furrowed in confusion. Lee pressed the back of his hand onto Kayce’s forehead, he was burning up. His eyes searched for an answer that his mind couldn’t come up with fast enough. “Kayce?” He said a little louder. With his hands he shook the young boy awake. Lee’s heart stopped hearing the weak sound of Kayce’s voice.

“Lee?” Kayce was only 9, he didn’t know what to do. Of course, Lee was much older but until 2 years ago when someone got sick, it was their mother who took care of them. “I don’t feel well,” In haste Lee swept into his feet, leaned forward, one arm under Kayce’s legs and the other under his arms.

“Let's find you something Bud,” Lee picked him up with ease, making sure to accommodate him as he carried him all the way to the kitchen. As he placed him in the leather couch, he almost kicked himself, it probably wasn’t the smartest idea to bring him out of bed in the middle of the night when he was running a fever. “That’s right!” A slight smile appeared on his face; he got an idea.

“Where is dad?” It came out in a low groan from the young boy. As his hand opened every drawer looking for the thermostat his mouth went dry. Lee’s eyes flicker to the oven light reading, 2:33am. He was trying to stay awake to hear from his father's meeting but by now he should have known he wasn’t coming tonight. No matter how hard Lee tried to be a part of the ranch, John Dutton couldn’t bear it. Deep down he made himself think it was to protect him, but protect him from what? The deal of the ranch wasn’t what brought the death of his mother, it was a simple ride on the horse that had done that. The death brought this on him now, the responsibility of his three younger siblings. He had learned to step up from uncertainty and now it wasn’t any different. He took a deep inhale when he finally found the thermostat.

“He will be here in the morning,” He spoke softly and motioned for him to open his mouth. “We should have some medicine in the fridge for you, if by morning you don’t get better, I will take you to the doctor.” Lee found his head rubbing Kayce’s small red cheeks. Kayce was the youngest among them, he needed to be a big brother more than ever to him. His thoughts were cut short when he heard a beep. The indicator turned red and read 102. “Shit,” He whispered.

“Am I dying?” This caused a laugh to escape Lee lips, He cupped his face and made Kayce look up to him.

“No buddy, you will be okay.” He returned a gentle smile to his younger brother. “Let's get you some medicine,” Lee tried to be a little more upbeat for Kayce as he walked over to the fridge. “This will do it,” His hand reached for a familiar bottle, the one prescribed to Beth not so long ago.

“Are you sure you know what you are doing?” Lee turned to his younger brother with a raised brow.

“Are you questioning your older brother?” He set the bottle on the kitchen counter. He let out a small sigh of relief when he heard a small laugh from Kayce. Kayce shook his head. “That's what I thought,” He smirked, moving his attention back to the medicine. Thankfully there were instructions to what age you are supposed to give and what amount too. He checked the instructions, then double checked, and tripled checked, just to make sure he wasn’t making a mistake. “Alright bud,” He turns his body over to Kayce. “How about we get you to bed first?” A small weak head gripped Lee's shirt.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?” He fought against his judgement. It wasn’t smart to have him so close when he is sick, but it was his little brother, and he wasn’t scared of a little sickness. “I don’t want to be alone,” Kayce didn’t need to say anything else; Lee already had his mind made up.

“Of course you can,” He leaned forward, grabbing Kayce carefully, trying not to make the medicine fall from its little cup. Kayce’s arms wrapped around Lee’s neck for support and his head fell on his shoulder weakly. Kayce always felt loved by his siblings, but he had a special bond with Lee. It didn’t matter if their age difference was over 10 years, they were best friends, at least to little Kayce they were.

“Lee?” Lee was careful to watch his steps, he hummed and responded.

“Yeah?”

“Are you ever going to leave me too?” That made Lee freeze. On top of the steps, he stood frozen. He knew eventually this day was going to come, his father the great John Dutton wasn’t one for words, so of course Kayce would come to him.

“I can’t know where this life will take me,” Lee said, looking into his eyes. “Just know that whenever you need me, I will be here.”

AN: This wasn't really my forte, but I really enjoyed it. I apologies if it was a little sad but I loved to think that Lee was there for his siblings after their mother passed. Thank you for the ask, I have had a hard time thinking of other quick imagines for Kayce but maybe because I have so many ideas for a story.

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Yellowstone

Masterlist

Smut: 😈 18+

Rip Wheeler-

:barn-noises. 😈

:little-shoes

:show-a-little-respect

:cooling-off-in-the-creek 😈

:little-sneak

:the-protector

: doesnt-always-goes-as-planned

: nsfw-alphabet-rip-wheeler 😈

: not-all-family-is-blood

: just-doing-my-job 😈

: camp-fire-confessions

: just-friends?

: take-her-hand

Rip Wheeler/Kayce Dutton

: im-the-right-one-for-you

: been-here-the-whole-time

Kayce Dutton-

: wrong-foot-romance

: coming-home

:nature-proposal

:the-new-cabin 😈

:some-like-it-rough 😈

Walker-

: what-love-is

Walker\Colby-

: a-fling-with-a-surprise 😈

Lee Dutton-

: photograph

: written-in-the-photograph

: second-chance

:I-feel-a-sin-coming-on

:camping-scares

:slime

:why-you-gotta-be-like-that

:over-the-moon

John Dutton- 

:sunrise

:judgement 😈

:nurse-dutton

:disappointed (Daughter/Father)

:the-real-mr-dutton

Ryan- 

:ranch-hands-mistake

:ranch-hands-proposal

[supergirl000983]

Just Y/N being Y/N pt.1

Y/N: welcome to dating advice with Y/N! Jamie what’s your question?

Jamie: How do you tell if a girl likes you?

Y/N: She doesn’t!!

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John: You remember that ranch hand you kicked in the face last week?

Y/N: Which one I kicked like 3

Beth: I’m sorry…what?

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Y/N: YOU WANNA SEE PAIN!!

Lee: Hey...let’s go over there.

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Lee: Come on, I wasn't that drunk last night.

Kayce: You were flirting with Y/N

Lee: So what? She's my fiancée.

Beth: You asked her if she was single.

Lee: ...

Jamie: And then you cried when she said she wasn’t.

John: Dumbass.

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John: I'm not doing too well.

Rip: What’s the problem sir

John: I have these headaches that come and go

Beth and Y/N: *Walk in the room*

John: There they go again

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Jimmy: How do Y/N and Beth usually get out of these messes?

Lee: They don't.

Rip: They just make a bigger mess that cancels the first one out

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Teeter *drunk*: me and Y/N sittin' in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-s-s-i-p-p-i

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Jamie: I have a bad feeling about this…

Y/N: What do you mean?

Jamie: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble?

Y/N: …no?

Jamie: …that explains so much

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[smashedrose]

Cowboy Like Me (Pt. 3)

Warnings: Smut, angst, cheating, rough sex and slight degradation.

Summary: Rip knows that Y/N slept with one of the cowboys, but will he be able to figure out which one? Also, Kayce and Y/N finally talk about what they want and which leads to *ahem* sexual relations and the official start of the affair.

Authors Note: This story is on Wattpad with an OC! My username is smashedrose and it keeps the same premise, although I would like to edit it further in the future.

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“Well who the fuck did then?” I hear my cousin state angrily “Shes not even twenty one yet, and here you are sneaking her into a bar and using her as a pawn.”

“I wasn’t twenty one when you snuck me in either.” Beth groans

“Yeah will this ain’t about us. She has had enough to deal with and here you are dragging her into your battles.” Rip yells, pacing and glaring at the blonde woman standing in front of him.

I make my way near the bunkhouse when I hear him yell at me “This ain’t over for you either! I didn’t bring you here for you to treat it like some damn dating game!”

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The boys eventually came back around dusk and went to their beds, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

How am I going to confront Kayce?

What happened to Jenkins?

Why don’t I feel guilty?

My thoughts are interrupted by the break of the door, which I almost missed due to the loud snoring coming from under my bunk. I open my eyes to adjust to the dark and hear a voice whisper my name.

“Y/N? Ya up?” I glance over and see Kayce standing near the wall, trying to stay hidden in case anyone happened to be up.

“Yeah, just give me one second. I’ll meet you outside.” I whisper back before climbing out of bed quietly and slipping on a coat and shoes.

Here goes nothing.

I make my way out the door and find him sitting on the fence staring at the sunrise. I make my way over to him, limping slightly due to the wooden bench he fucked me on a few hours before. Coming to a rest near him, I look up and he sighs.

“Look. You didn’t have to agree to-“

“When we’re you going to tell me you had a wife?” I ask, anxiety rushing through me and wanting to get this conversation over with as fast as possible.

“Beth told you.” He groans and looks at his hands “Look, I wasn’t expecting this to happen. At least not this soon. I was just happy for once talking to you and forgot.”

“You forgot you had a wife?” I’m taken aback by this, was he always such an asshole?

“No. I knew I had one and trust me I wish I didn’t.” He jumps off the fence and comes to stand next to me, taking my hands in his “I understand if you want to end whatever this was. You can walk away and i’ll call it a drunken one night stand.”

“I don’t know what to-“ I start but he continues speaking.

“But I barely know you and i’m so fucking attracted to you and I just need an escape.”

I look down at his calloused hands on top of mine, taking a deep breath before replying “I’ll be your escape for a few weeks before I leave. But the second this gets messy, I’m out.”

He looks relieved by this and nods his head, placing a kiss on top of mine.

“Oh and also, don’t do that lovey shit cause unlike you I’m not married and tend to fall easily.”

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I wake up back in my bunk alone, after spending the sunrise with Kayce. I look around and see everyone else getting ready for the day.

I’m gonna need a hot shower after last night.

I knock on the door only to hear a man yell “One fucking second!” Before opening it, clad in only a towel around his waist. I recognize him as the one with the guitar and hear him let out a laugh.

“Well darlin’ if I knew it was you I wouldn’t have used that tone. Wanna hop on in?” He winks, making me roll my eyes and slam the door. Grabbing my shoes and heading outside.

“Where ya going?” I hear him yell as I make my way down the gravel path to Rip’s house. I take a deep breath and knock on the door, hoping his anger subsided.

The door opens and he seems surprised to see me, saying nothing as I make my way inside and look around. “Where’s your shower?”

“Take one later, you’re gonna be covered in cow shit today.” He says and motions me out the door “And also, don’t think I forgot. We’re gonna be having a talk later.”

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I spent the whole day palpating cows and I was indeed covered in cow shit. I was pissed off beyond belief and my back still hurt, so I headed back into the empty bunkhouse.

God damn bed. That bench would’ve been more comfortable than that sorry piece of shit.

Opening the door, i’m greeted by the sight of Kayce sitting on my bed with his legs dangling off.

“You sure know how to turn a guy on.” He laughs taking in my appearance.

“Shut the fuck up and either fuck me in that shower or get out.” I state, begging to slip off my clothes.

“They’re gonna come back soon, i’ll take you to the main house and i’ll fuck you any way you want there.” He jumps off the bed and wrinkles his nose “But please do shower.”

I punch his arm lightly and grab a change of clothes, following him out the door and attempting to be as discreet as possible.

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A shower is exactly what I needed. I stepped out and wrapped myself in a towel, feeling my foul mood subside and the stress from the day melt off. I creak open the door, seeing Kayce laying on the bed waiting for me.

“Well? Still want me to fuck you?” He asks, motioning to the bed.

I drop the towel and sit down next to him, leaning up the kiss him only to be shut down by this hand wrapping around my neck and his mouth near my ear.

“After that little outburst I think you deserve a little punishment.” He bites down on the earlobe before flipping me over on my stomach and angling my ass in the air.

He reaches his hand down to rest on my core and lets out a groan at the wetness that drips on it. “Damn Y/N, all ready for me.” He slips a finger in and makes the come hither motion, making me moan into the pillow.

I hear a belt buckle and jeans hit the floor and feet the hot head of his dick on my opening. I push back slightly, in an attempt to stick it in me, and i’m bet with a harsh swat on the ass making me scream.

“I’m in charge right now.” And with that he shoves his full length in me, making me see stars.

His pace is brutal, hands gripping my ass and occasionally spanking me. I’m at a loss for words and feel his hands in my hair, yanking me up while still fucking me.

“Shit- Fuck Kayce yes-“ He spanks me again causing me to scream.

“You think you’ve been a good girl? Think you deserve this dick?” He asks, headboard slamming ruthlessly against the wall.

I cant reply, caught up in the brutal pounding and I feel his hand make his way onto my clit, rubbing harshly and making my legs jello.

I fall back down, shaking and can feel my orgasm quickly building. He leans back down and says “Tell me, do you think you deserve to cum?”

“Please. Please!” I moan out, biting the pillows.

“Well if you say so.” He chuckles and continues to rub me while keeping up his pace. I can feel the beads of sweat hitting me but and my mind is in fragments as I feel the dam break.

He groans and I can feel him finish inside me, hot spurts of cum leaking out of me as he pulls out. Kayce lays down next to me panting and tucks a few strands of hair away from my face.

“Stay with me tonight? Everyone is out of the house.”

I nod with a smile and scoot closer, making him wrap his arms around me and as my head lays on his chest.

I guess that talk with Rip can wait another day.

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Part four coming soon!!

[fandom-imagines-stories]

Imagines Masterlist

Also See: Fanfictions Masterlist

Marvel

Supernatural

Crime Dramas

90s TV Shows

80s/90s Movies

Period Dramas

Star Wars

Netflix Originals

Being Human

John Mitchell x Reader

Nothing Left

Broken Teacups

Christmas Crackers

I Lost A Friend

Can’t Live With Them, Can’t Live Without Them (SMUT)

Letters: One; Two; Three

Alone But Not Lonely (SMUT)

The Hobbit/Lord of the Rings

Kili Durin x Reader

Nothing in This Life

Over Mountains Cold

Fire Moon

Teen Wolf

Stiles Stilinski x Reader

Sick Day

Liam Dunbar x Reader

Did it have to be him?

Theo Raeken x Reader

I Need You’re Help

Vampire Diaries/ The Originals

Lorenzo St. John x Reader

Enzo and The Originals (Series)

1 Part of the Family

2 Meet the Mikaelsons

3 Get Me To the Church on Time

4 A Bourbon Street Wedding 

Damon Salvatore x Reader

1 Memory

2 I Remember Us

Elijah Mikaelson x Reader

Punishment

New Girl

Nick Miller x Reader

All I Want For Christmas

The 100

Bellamy Blake x Reader

Losing Your Memory (1)

Ghosts (2)

These Long Nights

Dating Bellamy Blake Would Include…

Gilmore Girls

Jess Mariano x Reader

In the Autumn Air

Doctor Who

10th Doctor x Reader

Fault

Day Off

Harry Potter And Fantastic Beasts

Fred Weasley x Reader

Us

Remus Lupin x Reader

Dueling Club

Sirius Black x Reader

He Told Him

Double Double Toil and Trouble

Percival Graves x Reader

Opposites Attract

Riverdale

Archie Andrews x Reader

Goodbye Riverdale (Series)

Until Then

Cabin in the Woods Part One

Ours: Part 1 ;Part Two ; Part Three (Final)

Did You Feel That?

I Can’t Help It

Not Losing You

Get Your Head in the Game

Two Can Keep a Secret (Series)

1 Fight for Me?

Jughead Jones x Reader

Invincible (Vampire Diaries crossover)

The West Wing

Josh Lyman x Reader

I’ll Be Home for Christmas

1 Clouds

2 Black Umbrellas

Learning Teamwork

Not in Kansas Anymore

Narnia

Caspian X x Reader

The Ties that Bind

The Office

Jim Halpert x Reader (The Office)

Closet Geek

Just Stay

Sort of Baking

Hunger Games

Peeta Mellark x Reader

The World is Better Now

There With You

Yellowstone

Kayce Dutton x Reader

Going Down Swingin

Musicals

Troy Bolton x Reader

Sweethearts

Afternoon Nap

Transfer

Phillip Carlyle x Reader

The Beauty Underneath

Bells

Bernardo x Reader (West Side Story)

Too Far

Misc

Tristan Thorn x Reader (Stardust)

Terrible Tradition

Vax’ildan x Reader (The Legend of Vox Machina)

Do Not Go

Far From Me

Dave Torres x Reader (The Edge of Sleep)

Wired

Mr. Sandman

Jim Stark x Reader (Rebel Without a Cause)

Comes and Goes

Matt Flamhaff x Reader (13 Going on 30)

Crazy for You

Sean Connery’s James Bond x Reader

The Enemy of my Enemy…

James Arber x Reader (The Decoy Bride)

Writer’s Block

Charlie St. Cloud x Reader 

If I Stay

Beck Oliver x Reader (Victorious) 

Lee Abbot x Reader (A Quiet Place)

Just One Dance

Dr. Derek Shepherd x Reader (Grey’s Anatomy)

Time of Death

Jack Wilder x Reader (Now You See Me)

Are You Watching Closely?

1 The Beginning Act; 2 Slight of Hand

Henry x Reader (Eat Locals)

Quiet Night In

Vacancy

Jack ‘Whiskey’ Daniels x Reader (Kingsman)

Princesses and Popcorn

Ezra x Reader (Prospect)

Guiding Stars

[jetblack4realz]

dinner - yellowstone (+ 1923) boys

kayce, spencer, lee, ryan

what it's like prepping dinner with the yellowstone men

kayce dutton:

"you know this is going to end terribly, right?" he asked as he watched you from the entrance, leaning against the door frame.

"it'll be fine," you answered, shooting him a smile as you tossed the pasta noodles into the boiling water. "beth's issue is just with that dining room. she ain't got any problems with our dining room - especially since we'll be dining outside tonight."

"i just don't know why you want to host dinner with my family anyways," he said, sighing as he walked towards you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder. you squeezed one of his hands before returning to the zucchini.

"because i can't remember the last time we've had a good dinner, all of us, together. has tate ever had a successful family dinner with them?"

he hummed. "don't think i've ever had one."

"my point exactly. might as well have them over here at our place now that we've redone it and made it all nice, get them out of that huge house and away from that stupid table beth hates, and have a good dinner. your family loves each other, babe, they just cannot have a single good meal. we can try to change that."

"i'm sure dad is thankful you are," he mumbled, pressing a kiss to the side of you head as he stood up. "now, do you need help with anything?"

"that chicken needs grilling and you know i ain't gonna do it," you said, laughing as you pointed to the plate of marinated chicken. you beamed at your husband. "thank you, kayce."

he grabbed you around your waist again, pulling you into him as he smiled down at you. he pressed a gentle kiss to your lips. "sure."

as he walked off, you watched him with a smile and quickly smacked his ass. "you're cute!"

he just laughed, shaking his head and walking out onto the back deck to start up the grill, plate of chicken in hand. "not as cute as you, baby!"

"you guys are gross." you turned to see tate watching you with a grimace and you laughed.

"we do our best. go get changed into something a bit nicer, we've got dinner in a few."

spencer dutton:

"what in the world are you wearing?"

you felt two hands move to grip your hips as a kiss was pressed to your shoulder. you laughed. "what does it look like, spencer? your shorts."

"why? my aunt and uncle will be here any moment," he mumbled, kissing your cheek next.

"i told them 6:30, it's only 6," you defended lamely after glancing at the grandfather clock cara had gifted you for your wedding.

"how about you change and i take over whatever it is you're cooking," he suggested, his last kiss landing on the side of your head.

"well, you've got to wear an apron then. we don't want you getting red sauce on your new pants," you said, turning in his arms and reaching back to untie your half apron. you leaned forward to tie it around his waist, smiling up at him as he laughed lightly. you finished, pulling back and crossing your arms across your chest, admiring your work. "you look cute."

"oh, do i?"

"really cute," you hummed, nodding and moving to press a quick kiss to his lips, "i'll be back. i'll put on that dotted blue dress you like."

"hey, hold on," he said, grabbing your arm and pulling you back into his chest as he smiled down at you. one hand rose to cup your jaw as he captured your lips once more, the kiss slow and sweet as your hands rose to rest on his chest. when he pulled back, he pecked your lips once more, and then was left smiling. "okay. you can do that now."

"don't let it burn," you said sternly, watching him turn back to the sauce that was on the gas stove.

"yes, ma'am."

lee dutton

"you really aren't gonna help me, are you?" you asked as you eyed him, just leaning against the kitchen counter with a stupid grin on his face.

he laughed, shaking his head. "no ma'am. unless you start something on the fire, i'm staying out of the cooking."

"you sure you won't even cut vegetables for me?" you asked with a hopeful smile.

"baby, it ain't my fault you volunteered to make us all dinner when gator is literally paid to do it," he said. "you cut those vegetables yourself."

"lee," you groaned, moving around the island to come to his side, hands instantly wrapping around his waist. "please."

he smiled down at you as he wound his arms around you as well. "no."

"come on!" you whined, leaning your head on his chest. "please."

"no. you got yourself into this, you can get yourself out of it."

"i didn't just volunteer me, i volunteered you too, lee jacob dutton."

"i did not agree to that."

"i'm your wife, you don't need to."

he laughed, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "no thanks, baby."

you pulled back then, eying him for several moments before reaching a hand up to cup his cheek and bring his lips to yours. except you didn't completely, hovering over his mouth as a small smile pulled at the corner of your lips. he pulled you closer to him by your hips, leaning in to just take your lips himself, but you pulled back, smile growing as you avoided his attempts.

you finally dragged your hand down his neck to his chest, pushing away from him and walking back to collect your washed vegetables and place them on the cutting board. he stared at you with his mouth fallen open in slight disbelief.

"hey, hey, hey," he said quickly as you began chopping the lettuce. he rounded the counter quickly, coming up behind you to take the knife from you. "i'll do that for you, don't worry."

you slid out of his way happily, hand on his arm as you turned to move back to the potatoes. "aw, thank you cowboy."

you pressed a kiss to his cheek before moving around him to get back to your cooking. he was quick though, grabbing your waist and pulling you back into him, pressing his lips to yours roughly. you held his face in one hand, the other on his bicep as you kissed him deeper.

once you broke away, both catching your breath, you smiled at him. "that's why i don't need your permission to volunteer for things."

ryan:

"hell yeah!" colby whooped as you walked in the bunkhouse, grocery bags in hand. ryan wasn't long behind you, both of y'all laughing at his best friend's reaction.

"you gonna cook us some dinner?" lloyd asked with a smile, taking your bags from you and setting them on the counter.

you offered him a gracious smile before glancing back at colby. "hell yeah i am. what do you boys want?"

"pasta!"

"burgers!"

"steak!"

"tacos!" teeter suggested, after spotting the tortillas peeking out of the bag.

"ooh, i like that idea," you said with a laugh, winking at teeter as she grinned at you. "tacos it is."

"want me browning meat?" ryan asked, moving around you to grab the ground beef. he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek as you turned to answer him, leaving you laughing instead.

"yes, thank you cowboy," you said.

"eww," colby whined.

"don't do that," teeter said, smacking him on the head. "you say that 'bout them an' you ain't gonna get anything from me."

"good," colby mumbled. you turned with raised brows and a laugh.

"there's no way you just said that!" you screeched. teeter whacked him again, lloyd laughing as he sat at the table across from him. "you know what, colby, you're cutting onions!"

"what? no!"

"you have to now, you can't just say that to my teeter girl and not have a punishment," you said, flinging an arm around the pink-haired woman and raising your brows at him. when he moved to protest you continued. "it's either that or i beat your ass."

"and so would i!" ryan chimed in.

"fine," colby groaned, standing and moving to grab a cutting board out.

you kissed teeter's cheek before bouncing off to fry the tortillas, grabbing the pan, canola oil, and corn tortillas and moving to ryan's side, flicking on the stove. as you poured the oil, ryan smiled down at you. he leaned into your side and tapped his boot to yours, catching your attention.

"i like it when you come around the bunkhouse," he told you quietly.

"i like it too," you hummed, smiling up at him. you leaned closer to him, whispering now. "but i like being able to take you home afterwards."

he laughed, a faint redness rising to his cheeks as he glanced away from you. "damn baby. how can i argue with that?"

"you can't," you chirped, laughing at his expression. "ain't you glad you put a ring on it when you did?"

he kissed you then, smiling into it. "damn right i am."

[i-heart-yellowstone]

Yellowstone Masterlist

Kayce Dutton

You're a Darn good Wife - Reader surprises kayce with lunch at his office

My Cowboy Casanova - Request from @nothingc001 hello! I hope you are doing well, I was wondering if you could do a Kayce Dutton story about the song “cowboy casanova” by Carrie underwood

Always One Of Us - Reader tells gator to have a day surprising everyone with lunch " I just want you to know I appreciate you and want to be a part of the family " reader said " you are part of the family " john said kayce gets down on one knee in front of everyone

Protecting the Heir - Kacey fic about s4e1? Where him and Monica were already divorced, he was dating someone else who was with Tate that day. She gets shot protecting him. Just a lot of fluff!

Ride is Worth the Fall - He fell for miss rodeo in high school, this or may not be partly from the song The Fall by CoJo, but she does rodeo with Travis because she moved down to Texasx and Kayce get jelly

Why Would You Wanna Marry Me For Anyhow - reader gets kidnapped a couple of days before her wedding to Kayce? When they find her, she wants to still get married and Kayce is kinda shocked. A lot of fluff please!

Shopping with Beth Dutton - Wattpad request - based off where Monica was getting accused of stealing, but instead it’s the reader. Kayce finds out what happened with you and Beth

Second Chance at Love - one shot or a couple shot about the storyline of Avery coming back in Kayce' life but make it y/n and him falling for her and the rest can be up to

Spencer Dutton

Head Above Water - Where the ship capsized and reader don't know have to swim

Rip Wheeler

Peace in a Creek - Reader and Ryan or Rip are fixing fences like Colby and Teeter were in the one episode and kinda screwing around, like not focusing on the fences and just having fun. And then reader decides she wants to jump in the creek so she does and then the two guys go after her like they did Colby and Teeter

John Dutton

Always Allow Some Help - John Dutton with wife reader. Him teaching her how to ride a horse and she keeps falling from the horse which he would catch her.

Young John Dutton

Watch Yourself Cowboy - Giving her a massage after a long day. But John being John is getting handsy

Ryan

Lee Dutton

Callin' Somebody Mama - Lee surprises the reader

Tags [ @kmc1989 @tallrock35 @pear-1206

[jetblack4realz]

tapped out - kayce dutton

summary - kayce went off to become a navy seal and since him and his dad weren't on good terms, you and lee were the only ones there to tap him out at graduation

also, i know the navy doesn't do the whole "tapping out" thing, but just bear with me, it's cute

word count - 1.3k, short but sweet

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it had been a long fifteen weeks without him. ten for regular basic, and then just as you thought you were gonna see him again he told you he was gonna be a seal. you were proud of him, but a bit pissed you had to go another month without seeing him.

there was a strange atmosphere at the ranch with him gone. given the option, you'd chosen to stay on to help rip, lee, and lloyd, even with how frustrated you were with the patriarch of the household and even with how frustrated he was with you. but, you didn't have much else to leave to without kayce and you knew that if you did, there wasn't a chance in hell he would ever return to the ranch.

it was weird to be there without him though. it was weird for everyone.

"i miss you," you said, holding the phone to your ear as you leaned up against the wall beside your bed. "a lot. the ranch sucks without you."

"the ranch sucks period," he sighed into the phone, but you could still hear the slight smile in his voice. "i miss you too, baby. only a few more weeks and i'm out of this place."

"and then onto a battlefield in the middle of afghanistan or iraq," you muttered.

"but, i'll see you before then," he reminded. "and i'll be able to talk to you more then."

"silver linings, i guess," you sighed. "i'm proud of you, kayce. you're doing something real good there. i just wish it didn't have to be so far and so damn dangerous."

"i know, but i'm good at dangerous."

"you're good with guns," you told him with a light laugh. "i don't think that's the same thing."

"here it is."

you didn't really know what to say to that, so you didn't. "just be safe, okay? i know you will be and i know it's redundant to say that, but i've just gotta say it."

"i'm not even out on the field yet, darlin'," he laughed.

"still," you said, smiling lightly at the sound of his laugh.

"hey, i love you. i gotta go now, but i love you. so much."

"i love you too, kayce. with my whole heart."

while he was in training, you were only able to talk to him a handful of times and you were counting down the days until you could actually see him again. as soon as you were told the day of graduation, you bought the plane tickets to illinois and told lee to pack.

when you got there you were directed to a set of bleachers and soon the ceremony began. you leaned to the side, lee glancing over at you with a laugh as you tried to look through the rows of navy seals.

"you ain't gonna find him from up here, you know," he told you, smiling as you continued anyways.

"what else do you expect me to do? i ain't seen him in almost four months, lee, i gotta find him," you answered, shooting him a look before continuing your search.

he shook his head at you as he turned his attention back to the speakers, you keeping yours on the thankfully organized columns of soldiers. it was a few minutes before you finally spotted him, breathing in sharply as an instant smile pulled at your lips. "got him."

you were more antsy after you'd found him, wishing the variety of speakers would finish up quicker so you could see your favorite person again. as soon as they did finish, as long as it took them, you were out of your seat faster than lee could even comprehend. he groaned, jumping up and following you down through the crowd of the equally excited people.

"dude, wait up!"

as soon as you were on the floor, you realized you had no clue where to start. from up at your seat you knew exactly where he was, but now that you were down here being pushed along by the sea of excited families, you just hoped you were heading in the right direction.

lee caught up to you pretty easily, his hand on your shoulder as he followed you through the lines of soldiers. "you know where he is?"

"not anymore," you muttered, eyes scanning along the lines as you veered right. "i think he's up here. close to the back."

"if you say so," lee sighed with a shrug, maintaining his hold on your shoulder in order to stay close and keep up.

you continued through the lines, suddenly frustrated that they weren't allowed to break away and find their families themselves too. though, it was probably better that at least one of the parties stayed put to better find one another. you couldn't imagine how antsy kayce was waiting for y'all, unable to move until you did. the thought only made you move faster, lee stumbling behind you trying to keep up.

"oh my gosh," you muttered under your breath, breaking out into a sprint as you weaved in between soldiers and families.

a grin broke out on your lips as you neared him, stoic as he had to be, before you launched yourself into his arms, your own wrapping tightly around his neck as you heard him sigh into you, lifting you a bit off your feet as you clung to you tightly.

"hey darlin'," he mumbled into your hair, pressing a kiss to your neck as he tucked his face there. your hands ran through the now short hair at the back of his head, keeping him close to you as you breathed out a happy laugh.

"hi baby," you said. you pulled away, your hands on his neck as you cradled his face. you kissed him quickly, kayce giving in immediately as he held you tightly to him. you pulled back just to hug him again. "goodness, i missed you."

"i missed you too, doll," he mumbled, kissing your cheek as he patted your hair down. "so damn much."

you suddenly realized that lee was likely standing behind you, watching this whole scene unravel and you pulled away, hand sliding down his arm as you stepped back to reveal his older brother. you glanced at the oldest dutton with a sheepish smile.

"sorry, lee," you laughed lightly, a small blush on your cheeks as he laughed at you, shaking his head.

"no need, i'm sure he's happier to see you than me," he answered before turning to kayce and enveloping in a hug. "hey, bro."

"hey, lee," kayce mumbled, hugging his favorite brother back. when they broke, he offered him a smile. "thanks for coming."

"no where i'd rather be," lee answered simply. there was an unspoken apology in his eye for their father not being there, but you all knew why and you all knew it was probably better that he wasn't.

you quickly tucked yourself into kayce's side again, hugging him tightly as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. "i love you."

"i love you too, baby," he said. he smiled as he looked back up at lee. "come on, let's get out of here. get some food."

"yes please," you said, laughing as he began pulling you out of the hall. he grabbed your hand tightly, keeping you close to him as lee followed behind, shaking his head and laughing to himself as you pressed yourself into his side, kayce not minding in the least as he held you close to him.

"kids," he mumbled to himself, following y'all out to the truck with a happy smile on his face.

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39 - Like Father Like Son

Part 40

Raised Fair Share of Hell

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Cooper’s dad was true to his word and picked me up from the campus right at six and it took us an hour to get to the hospital where my boyfriend would be getting discharged at eight.  Climbing into the passenger's seat of his truck the drive  was completely silent until we arrived at the hospital and I saw them bringing him out in a wheelchair.  Getting out of the front seat I went into the backseat so his father could help him get into the front seat.  Once he was settled we made our drive home.   Tommy pulled out a cigarette, placing it in his mouth then picking up the lighter.  “Hope you don't mind back there, Ms. Dutton.” 

“My aunt Beth smokes all the time, sir.” 

Tommy set the lighter down focusing his attention on the road.  “Well, I guess now you understand what I mean by "roughnecking's dangerous."

“Says the two-pack-a-day smoker.” Cooper rolls his eyes. 

His father glared in his son's direction.  “In three months, you could've had a fucking degree in geology, and you…” 

“I don't need a degree.” Cooper cut him short.  “I learned all I need about geology.  I don't want to teach the shit, I want to live it. I want to be a landman.” 

“Your girlfriend back there works on a ranch but she's still going to get a degree in what exactly  -”

“Veterinarian, Mr. Norris.”  I replied to his unfinished statement. 

My boyfriend said back.  “That's her decision.  I should be able to do whatever I want with my life.” 

“Well, for every Monty Miller, there's a hundred of me, all right?” His father blew out some smoke from his cigarette, putting it back in his mouth. 

Cooper muttered under his breath yet his father heard his response.  “The only difference between you and Monty is Monty didn't quit.”

“Cooper!” I screamed gripping onto the seat with my fingernails when his father slammed the brakes on the road.  He swerved the truck onto the grass off the main road we were previously on and spun around so he could face his son when he began yelling. 

“The difference in me and Monty is I don't have a fucking trust fund.  I didn't quit, I bled out. And besides, I don't see you speculating or banging on doors, or hustling mineral rights.  No, you're the worm on a drill crew.  Excuse me, you were. And your crew is fucking dead on day one. So, take the fucking hint!” 

Cooper lifted his head up from his knees, slightly shocked at what had just happened.  “If I'm going to run an oil company one day, I need to know how every aspect of it works. The surveys, making the drill pad, moving the gear, housing the crew, setting the drill, capping the well, maintaining the well, all of it.” 

“So, run an oil company. That's your plan now.” Tommy almost chuckled at the idea. 

My boyfriend sat upright in his  now. “That's the dream. I don't have a plan yet.”

“Well, you're closer than most.” Tommy shifted in his seat checking on me in the backseat since I had just now stopped gripping onto the seat for my life.  “Are you alright back there?” 

I gulped nervously with a simple head nod yes.  “I'm okay.” 

Cooper inhales sharply. “I need a favor. Will you do me a favor?”

“Depends on what the favor is.” His father sniped back. 

“Put me on another crew.”

Nearly climbing over the seat I screamed, shaking him by his shoulders.  “Are you freaking serious, Cooper?  You nearly died the other day!” 

“I won't break my promise to you.” He glanced over his shoulder at me once I had plopped back down in my seat. 

“You know, a lot of people are gonna blame you for what happened. Anytime something goes wrong, they always blame the worm.”

He replied to his father.  “Let them.”

“All right, I'll find you a crew.” His father turned the truck back onto the busy road driving along now.  “Listen, your sister's in town. You want to run by the house and see her?”

“I'd rather you drive me to the hospital so they can run that catheter back up my dick.” Cooper declared with annoyance in his voice. 

Raising a brow I asked the two men.  “How horrible is this girl actually?” 

“She takes after my ex wife.  Their mother, that's all you need to know.” Tommy tossed his cigarette out the driver's window of his truck, glancing over at his kid.  “You want to go by the café and get a beer?”

“It's eight in the morning.” Cooper remarks. 

His father shook his head.  “It's Sunday.  What else you got to do?”

“She’s not old enough to drink though.” Cooper pointed back to me. 

Tommy glanced over his shoulder eyeing me up and down slowly before responding.  “If you're sister can pull off 21 at 17 then so can she.  I'll make sure they never know.”  Staring at my boyfriend I nodded my head in agreement and that was it before we drove in the direction of the bar. 

Oil House / Tommy's truck 

Ainsley sat on the bed typing away on her computer before her phone rang showing her father’s number and so she swiped green answering it.  “Hey daddy, I'm just doing what you asked me to.  Are they with you right now?” 

“No honey.  I dropped them off at the mancamp housing.  Did you find anything interesting?” 

She turned the call on video showing him a whole list of things she had made about her brother’s girlfriend.  “Her family has lived on their ranch for over 100 years.  Her grandfather John was the Governor.  Her mother Alissa was wrongfully accused for the attempted murder on John but it turns out it was her Uncle Jamie who did it.  He's arrested now, and actually kinda cute.  I'll send you some pictures.” 

Tommy rolled his eyes seeing multiple texts come through on his phone.  “Honey. I don't really-” 

“He's cute ain't he daddy.” 

He responded back.  “Sweetheart he's in prison for attempted murder.” 

“Yeah but he used to be the state attorney General. And-” 

Her father ran a hand down his face.  “Ainsley, what information do you have on Faith Dutton?  I need to know what this girl cares about.  A way to convince her to help get your brother to go back to college.” 

“Um let's see.. her aunt Alana is the family lawyer alongside her grandmother Eliza Lambert.”  Ainsley paused scrolling through the article links she had saved on her computer.  “Her uncle Lee died in a cattle shootout, her aunt Beth hit a woman over the head with a beer bottle.” 

Her father closed his eyes, sighing heavily.  “Ainsley, I need information on Faith.” 

“Hang on there's a lot of interesting stuff to go through.  Oh! Like this one her father is an ex Navy Seal and now he's what they call a Livestock Commissioner.” She bites her lip, clicking away on her mouse pad.  “This family actually has quite a few felons in it.  There's this one hunter from 1923 named Spencer and his wife Alex.” 

“Is there anything big on this girl specifically or not, honey?” 

Ainsley took a sip of her diet coke.  “There was a huge targeted attack on the whole family years ago.  The most recent stuff I found out about her is that she did rodeo-” 

Suddenly Tommy hears the suspenseful music and the picture of his ex wife comes up on his phone.  “God damn.  Ainsley we’ll talk at the house  - what do you want Angie?” He hung up his daughters call reluctantly, answering his ex wife’s. 

“Where you headed?”

He decided to joke with her.  “To the strip club.”

She gasped in horror.  “While our daughter's there?”

“Yeah, she's meeting me there.  I thought it's time she sees the darker side of life.” 

She didn't buy it afterwards, glaring at him.  “Where are you really headed?”

“I'm going home.” He responded to her. 

She asked him simply.  “Do I need to come?” 

“I already told you you don't need to come.”

“What if I want to come?” She kept pressing on. 

“Why would you want to do that?” 

She challenged him. “What if I did?”

“You want to leave Cabo and come to Midland, Texas to fuck your ex-husband in a rent house with three roommates? Why do I doubt that?” He rolled his eyes really wanting the conversation to be over with. 

“Can't you just fucking want me to come? Why can't you do that?” She huffed trying to show some tears. 

Tommy chuckled pretending to be really hurt if she didn't come and meet him in Texas and she just scowled at him the whole time. “Oh, honey, I want you to come, believe me. I mean, I just know you'll never do it. Breaks my heart. I really want you to.” 

“You'll think about it later, I bet.” She teased.  

He reminded her about Ainsley living in the house reaching up ready to hit the end call button. “Well, since I'm sharing. a bed with our daughter, I hope I don't think about it later.” 

“I'll call you tomorrow.” She ended the call and he sighed in sweet relief.  He knew it would be hell if his ex wife ever met her son's girlfriend. 

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