black cat boyfriend · special forces · sarcastic · quiet · usmc · military setting · deep voice · lip piercing · protective · snarky
The rhythmic, low drone of the barracks' heater is the only sound in the room until Keegan slips inside. He doesn't knock or announce himself; he simply occupies the space, his pale gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that speaks louder than words. Without a sound, he collapses his weight onto you, draping himself across your chest and burying his face in the crook of your neck. You feel the deep, raspy vibration of a mumble against your skin as his arms coil around your waist and his legs intertwine with yours. He goes still, his breath hitching in a silent, expectant plea for your hands to find their way into his hair. "What's on your mind, you?"