Keegan One shots × Reader

His girl

This has been long, way, past overdue I KNOW LOVES 😭

just a short story with Keegan to get this book started..

FEEL- Beneld ft Bury
(This song really gives the vibe I'm trymna give lmk what u think PLEASE im so nervous)

⚠️ALL SMUT⚠️

To be Keegan's girl means dealing with his silence when you're both out in public, letting him watch over you like a guard dog.

Feeling his hands on your waist as he stands behind you, glaring at anyone who dared to look your way but gave you clipped answers whenever you asked him something.

You understood Keegan for what he is, you never tried to change who he was at heart but embraced it and held it dear.

Keegan was never one to talk much ariund alot of people, most would think him to be mute but you knew better; his silence was defeaning to you.

But when you're home alone where there's no one to hear his sinful voice taunting your pitiful whimpers, he's knuckles deep in your throbbing pussy; watching you writhe and squirm under his heavy hold.

You were on your back, legs spread wide for him to settle on his knees in the middle of them, one of his hands on your lower belly.

"Punishment for punishment, hm?" His charming blue eyes burning with intensity stare over your body, hooded with lust.

"Flaunting this perfect ass in front of me all night, I'm burning those fuckin shorts when I'm done with ya." He thrusts his fingers harder inside of you, you couldn't grab at anything with your hands cuffed but you clenched your fists anyway, crying out his name.

Being his girl meant dealing with his dark, sexual desires for you- his possessiveness over you.

He was always in charge, his deep need for control and to watch you at his mercy was his greatest feat.

All that silence just gives him plenty head space to think up of all the ways he'd have you, a personal porno playing in his mind almost always.

"Mm, can't handle it-" You mumble and he chuckles at your pathetic attempt to push him away, trying to squeeze your thighs together but he forces them back open then leaves a small smack on the inside of your thigh.

"Please!" You cry out from the sting, squeezing your eyes shut to get away from his deep, demanding eyes.

"You can close your eyes, but you won't get away. You're mine right now." He grabs your throat, using his other hand to squeeze your cheeks together as he gets real close to your face and you let a tear fall. He invoked the wildest emotions within you, the fear he'd instill was something close to ecstasy.

Knowing that all you had to be scared of was how long he'd have you in his clutches, cumming, crying- he'd have his way and you loved every bit of it.

Everything from him felt good.

"Open your eyes baby." His voice was close your lips, when you open them he slides his cock in your dripping pussy torturously slow. He stares into your eyes until he's settled deep within your walls, his slick fingers on your cheeks.

"You know I can't touch ya, speak to ya the way I want in front of all those people-" He refers to the soldiers in the barracks, he'd never hear the end of it if people knew he was fucking you almost every night, or knew what his voice sounded like on a regular occasion. He liked his secrecy.

"N' here you were, showin off what I get to have every night to all of them, should've known better baby." He lets you go and leans back up, he holds your hips off the bed a little and begins his deep paced fuck and you feel it in your lower belly.