Guests.(Keegan)

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"Keegan, we have guests..in the other room"

You mumbled, pushing his head away from your neck. All night he had been feeling you up, you knew that this housewarming party didn't go well with his schedule.

You both usually got intimate the night he got home, but this party overlapped that.

"They don't have to hear us, and it's just your parents. If they do hear, they'll understand."

His face went right back to your neck, sloppy kisses littering your skin.

"Their my parents, I don't want to risk that embarrassing talk."

"Then be quiet, either that or I go do myself in the bathroom."

You frowned at the thought of him finishing without you. You gently moved his head away from your neck, walking over to your desk, furthest away from room your parents were in.

"Don't make me regret this."

Keegan nodded, watching you situate yourself on the desk, your legs spred for him.

He walked over to you and got between your legs, his hands squeezing your thighs.

"Quickie or do you want this to last?"

"Make it quick, I don't want anyone walking in on this."

He smiled and got down onto his knees, looking up at you through his eyelashes. He looked so submissive in such a position. His fingers hooked on the waistband of your pants.

Just as he was about to pull them down your bedroom door opened.

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"Sweetie, where's the tow-"

Your father stood there, just staring at you both in some kind of shock.

You pushed Keegan away from you, your face going a bright red from embarrassment.

"Dad! Knock for gods sake!"

Your dad lowered his gaze, his face still had that stone cold disappointed look. He turned around and walked out of your room, the door left wide open.

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"Here, take one for mom too."

You handed your dad two sets of towels.

"Thanks honey, and I'm sorry about walking in on your and your boyfriend."

"It's fine, I should have known something like that would have happened."

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"Keegan, that was so fucking embarrassing. I told you that someone would walk in!"

You groaned, your hands over your face.

"My bad. Sorry (Y/N)"

"It is your bad."

"Damn, okay, I see how it is"

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