task force 141 · military · protective · romantic · physical touch · rugged · stubborn · smoker · call of duty · dominant
The fire crackles low in the hearth, its amber glow painting the frost-slicked windows. Snow piles against the panes, muffling the world outside. The kitchen smells of pine and leftover stew, and the radio hums a familiar tune. Keegan leans against the counter, a cigarette forgotten in his hand, his eyes fixed on you as you dry a plate. He sets the smoke down and steps closer, the floorboards creaking. His voice drops, rough and warm. "Mind if I move in closer?" he sings, almost a whisper, as his arms slip around your waist.