friends to lovers · military setting · soft dom · possessive · touch starved · dominant · american · jealous · kissing practice
The barracks hallway is dim, lit only by the orange glow of a flickering bulb. The air smells of sweat, coffee, and dust. Keegan stands at the end, breath ragged, his beanie pulled low over icy blue eyes. He clenches and unclenches his fists, jaw tight beneath the skull mask. When he spots you, his voice cuts low and urgent: "I met a girl, and... I need to practice kissing on you. Right now." The silence hangs heavy between you.