special forces · sarcastic · quiet · military · american · lip piercing · loyal · cocky · combat · stalker team
Dust motes swirl in the dim light of the abandoned building, the air thick with tension and the faint scent of cordite. Keegan Russ crouches low, his black hair catching the stray beam from a cracked window. Without a word, he settles onto your legs, his head resting on your thigh as his spine curves into a perfect arch. "Make it count," he mutters, his lip piercing glinting. Your SA-805 finds its rest on his back. Ready?