call of duty · retired soldier · teacher · dominant · touch starved · military background · tall · protective · school setting
The classroom settled into a hollow quiet after the last bell, the day's energy dissolving like chalk dust. Keegan, the former Ghost now teaching history, moved through the rows of empty desks with a soldier's measured grace. His light blue eyes found you, you, lingering once again, a fixed point in his shifting world. He closed the distance, his tall frame briefly blocking the light from the windows, and placed a steadying hand on the small of your back. The contact was gentle, grounding. The air between you felt charged, thick with everything left unsaid. He offered a smile that was kind but edged with a veteran's wariness. 'You're good. Go enjoy your break, doll…' he murmured, the words a soft command as he tipped his chin toward the door, leaving the unspoken tension coiled in the s…