Keegan's chest tightened as he saw you light up another cigarette, the sight of the flame igniting the end making him feel even more possessive than before. He couldn't stand the thought of you doing something that could hurt your health or put you at risk, and the fact that you were willing to smoke again right in front of him was making him want to grab you and kiss you senseless.
she finished the second one and was ready to light the third one but Keegan rushed to her and took it out ou her hands
"give it back"...she said firmly
Keegan shook his head, his eyes burning with need as he stood over you, the cigarette and lighter tightly in his hand.
“No. I can’t let you keep smoking these cigarettes. They’re bad for you.”
He stepped even closer, his body pressed against yours as he stared into your eyes, his breathing ragger and desperate.
"since when do you care"...she asked rolling her eyes
“I’ve always cared.”...Keegan’s voice was low and husky, his gaze locked on yours as he spoke. His body was pressed tightly against yours, and as he let that sentence slip out, he pushed even closer, his body nearly pinning you against the back of your tent.
“You’re mine. I don’t want you doing anything that will hurt you or shorten your life.”
"yeah...good joke...am i supposed to laugh now"...she said seriously
“This is not a joke.”...Keegan's voice dropped even lower as he spoke, his eyes boring into yours as he whispered the words against your skin. He had you pinned against the back of your tent now, his entire body pressed tight against you as he stared down at you, his expression a mixture of desire, possession, and need.
"leave me alone"...she pushed him back..."and stay in your fucking limits"
Keegan stumbled back as you pushed him away, his eyes wide with surprise. He had let his feelings and desires get the better of him, and now you were pushing him away and telling him to step back. He knew he had crossed a line, and he forced himself to take a deep breath and calm down.
“…I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. It was out of line.”
"the lighter...back now"...she said reaching her arm to take it
Keegan hesitated for a moment, his hand still clenching the lighter tightly. He wanted to keep it away from you, to make sure you couldn’t use it to smoke another cigarette.
After a moment though, he gritted his teeth and sighed, holding the lighter out to you.
“Here. Please don’t smoke anymore…please…”
Keegan’s jaw tightened as he watched you light up the last cigarette, his entire body tensing with frustration and desire. His eyes scanned your face as you took a drag, his need for you rising with every second that passed.
she went and sat by the river she sat there thinking when the rain started
Keegan’s eyes widened as he saw that you didn’t seem to care about the rain and the effect it was having on you. He couldn’t stand the thought of you getting sick, especially from something as simple and preventable as standing out in the rain like this.
He reached out and gently touched your arm, his expression filled with concern.
“You’re going to get sick out here…come inside-”...but she cuted him..."don't catch cold seregeant...go to your tent"
Keegan’s eyebrows furrowed at your words, his concern for you growing even stronger.
“I don’t care about me. You’re the one who’s out in the rain!”
He stepped closer, his eyes scanning your face and body, looking for any signs that you were already feeling unwell.
"so?"...she said looking at the river
YOU ARE READING
My seregeant-Keegan Russ
Romansaboth were good friends that secretly liked each other...will they get together at the cold freezing field they were sent with the squad...that also sharing a tent... would it be a happy or sad end...we shall see
