The wet sounds of skin slapping against skin fills the room with every thrusts of his hips pounds harshly into Keegan's ass as it jiggles from the movement.

Moans and whimpers leaves his leaves as tears rolls down his cheeks from over stimulation, begging for M/N to stop as spurts of cum shoots out of his dick as M/N continues to pound into him with each powerful thrusts making the tip of his large cock hit the males bundle of nerves. Keegan's gummy walls hugging M/N's fat cock as it stretches him out so nicely.

Broken whimpers escapes his soft red lips as he bites down on it, clearly tired and worn out from the previous rounds that accoured. M/N grips onto one of the males ones as he lifts his head up, face no longer buried into the sheets.

His back against M/N's chest as beads of sweat runs down their bodies, his breathing heavy as his hot breath hits Keegan's neck. Making him shudder from the feeling, M/N wraps one of his arms around his chest to keep the smaller male stable. Thrusting into him once more before filling him up with his white seed with a sigh, stuffing him full of his hot fluids as his body goes limp.

Back leaned against M/N's flushed chest as the back of his head rests against his shoulder. He chuckles upon seeing the being exhausted as he limps on him, grabbing onto his hips lovingly before placing a kiss on the side of his neck.

"We're not done yet you slut."

He says as he pulls out of Keegan before shoving a butt plug into him to prevent the leaking of his cum out of him. A tired whine escapes his lips as his forearm covers his tired eyes, pretty wet lips parted as his chest heaves up and down.

"I- I can't anymore- fuck!"

He whimpers when M/N shifts him into another position as if he were a mere ragdoll, Keegan's lips brushes against M/N's red tip. Half lidded eyes stare up at him as it looks at him tiredly. Tongue touching the base of his cock as he licks the cum off of M/N's dick to clean it.

A chuckle escapes his lips as he watches Keegan do so, patting the demon on his head as his hand trails down to his cheek. Caressing it sweetly with his thumb, he takes his cock into his mouth as he hollows his cheeks. M/N groaning as Keegan gags on his huge cock when the tip hits the back of his throat, his hand gripping onto the rest that hasn't yet entered. The warm wet feeling around his length makes his sigh, hand going to the nape of Keegan's neck when he finally took all of him in.

Slowly moving to the back of his head up and down as his tongue swirls around the base of his member while low groans and grunt leaves his lips.

captain keegan, who shows such dominance when he's with his team. commanding them and leading them through missions with a confident voice, yet once he's with you, he feels as if he's nothing but a corporal. you're so many ranks above him at admiral. your clearance is much higher, you're apart of the executives. your uniform shows that, with your badge that clearly says 'ADMIRAL' on it, and the medals you've collected from your years of harsh conditions and battlefields.

captain keegan who falls apart at the sight of you, he adores how rough you are with him. how your fingers dig into his skin and how you leave hickeys and bite marks along his neck, a clear indication that keegan only belongs to you.

captain keegan who doesn't say anything when you command him to your office, only a "Yes, admiral." and a curt nod before following you, the act of professionalism drops the second the door shuts and keegan once again is nothing but a toy to you.

captain keegan who knows how this is against the rules, he knows how this can easily get him and you demoted but the risk of it all only turns him on more and he that thought flies out of his head when your spanking him for a mission he fucked up on.

captain keegan who moans loudly, like a common whore and you have to put your hand around his mouth as you have him bent over your desk whilst you pound into him.

"that's it, good boy f'me. taking my cock so well hm?"

"hngh! y-yes 'm so good for you.."

It's moments like these that make you curse your minimum wage job, if only you could have a mini fridge. You wouldn't have to go out there to get the lemonade you so desperately wanted. You've been arguing with yourself over it for a good twenty minutes.

You tried texting your roommate, then calling but she's probably borderline dry humping some guy in the middle of your living room right now. You kind of respect her ability to do that, envy it sometimes. And anyway, you'll probably hear about this guy's sexual skills tomorrow over lunch.

When you finally come to the conclusion that you're doomed to have to leave the sanctuary of your bedroom, you reluctantly open the door. The noise is worse out here. It's shitty club music and the bass is so hard that the cups on the table near the speaker are shaking. Like you expected, your roommate has her tongue down someone's throat, the girl from the floor above actually. She has short brown hair and so far, in your three years of living here you haven't seen her not in a flannel. Upon a quick look around you find that most of your younger neighbours are here.

You almost drop your phone when your eyes land on Keegan. Not only is he so rarely home, because of deployment, you also never took him as a party goer. Equally you find him incredibly attractive and have made a consistent fool of yourself around him, he's always friendly but you assume that's because your best friend is hot and also a bit of a psycho. The last time you saw him, you walked into the door of the lift and your friend simply told him that she knew where he lived, he grinned but nodded and kept his laughter to a minimum or at least he tried to.

You turn so quickly that you walk straight into the boy who lives across the hall from you. He's sweet really, you apologise and hope that Keegan didn't see that because that would be yet another time you made a fool out of yourself, and in your own house. God all you wanted was lemonade.

You look down at the floor and try not to come off as embarrassed as you feel, you just want to get back to your room as fast as you can. When you finally make it to the fridge you grab the lemonade but notice that you've still got left over whipped cream. Your roommate convinced you to get some the last time you went shopping, you can't really remember why but it's there now.

You can't resist it, so you tilt your head back and squirt some into your mouth. As you go to replace the cream you're stopped by a voice, a voice you can place immediately. One that makes your knees weak.

“Got any left?” Keegan looks down at you, his mask concealing all but his steely blue eyes.

“Um what?” You heard what he said but you're frozen and it's like your brain has gone into low power mode.

“Whipped cream.” He clarifies, looking between you and the canister. You stare at him, you probably look like such an idiot.

“You want some?” You ask as if you don't know, as if it's not incredibly obvious.

“Yeah, just squirt some in my mouth.” You try to ignore how dirty that sounded and also try to stop your mind from drifting to how he would sound saying other things.

He pulls his mask up just over his nose. “Um okay?” You reach up but the angle is awkward, you haven't really processed how much taller than you he actually is. “Sorry you can just…um.” You hold the whipped cream out for him but he shakes his head.

You give him a confused look and he lowers himself onto his knees in front of you opening his mouth.

You stare down at him utterly bewildered, a smirk plays on his lips as he looks at your expression.

“Better?”

You stare, glued to the spot and completely frozen for a moment before you come back to reality and conscious thought.

“Um yeah..”

He opens his mouth again and you press down on the nozzle until the cream fills his mouth. You try desperately to keep your thoughts from wondering. You hope he doesn't know how much that affected you but the flush on your cheeks probably does nothing to hide it.

“Thanks princess.” He smirks as he gets up and rolls his mask back over his lips. You take a moment before putting the whipped cream back just to regain your motor control.

keegans curled up in your bed, he can't sleep without you and that certain scent and warmth you have that has him relaxing, all his problems leaving him. he misses you dearly, curled up with a vibrator pressed to his clit as he let out soft moans.

"hnngh, f-fuck.."

he can't help but imagine its you pressing the vibrator to his clit, telling him he's such a 'good boy' for you and how well behaved he is for you. but it doesn't feel right.

he's fingering himself whilst his other hand pushes the vibrator up and down, teasing himself. but his fingers don't hit the spots like you do, and he's whining softly to himself, tearing up in frustration slightly. he misses you! why can't you just come back to the base already?

he throws the vibrator to the side after a bit, too frustrated to continue as he groans and just closes his eyes, his thighs are sticky from his own slick and juices but he's too tired and annoyed to continue, shutting his eyes and wishing you were there with him.

and when you do return, opening your door to see keegan curled up on your bed, and you smile warmly, your boyfriend is so cute. you try to be as quiet as possible, you don't want to wake him up since he's still healing from his wounds, you ignore his protests when he says that 'he's fine!'

you raise your eyebrow at the vibrator thrown across the bed, then you take into account how keegans just in your shirt, no underwear, his boxers thrown off somewhere. poor baby, you think to yourself before crawling onto the bed, spreading his legs out his position, and looking down at his leaky cunt.

soon, you're eating him out. and somehow he still hasn't woken up, your fingers inside him, thrusting in and out softly whilst you flick and lick his clit. watching him squirm and make small noises while he sleeps.

and when keegan wakes up to the warm feeling around his clit and digits inside him, he mumbles and whines. looking down at you as he rolls his hips into your mouth, moaning.

"mnngh! [n-name], 'm g'na cum!"

and he does! squirting as you lap up his juices and pull away, slick dripping down your lips with a grin.

"that's it, such a good boy."

you coo at him, he's so cute like this, face flushed and his hands gripping the sheets. you lean back down, and pressing your thumb onto his clit and pressing your tongue to his hole, and he squeals slightly, he's slightly overstimulated but lets you continue as one of his hands come up to grip your hair as he bucks his pussy into your mouth, moaning and whining at the feeling.

and once he cums again with a squeal, he's fucked out on the bed as you wipe your face and press a kiss onto his forehead and lay down next to him, pulling him onto your lap and hes curled up, hands holding onto yours.

"missed you.." "missed you too, darling"

and finally, keegan can sleep. his problems washing away with your warmth and smell he finally feels at home, in your arms once again.

" f-fuck! mmngh.. [ name ] p-plea- hnng ! "

keegan ' s sobbing , your cock is way to big for him ! theres a bump in his tummy where your cock perfectly bullies his sweet spot , he ' s squealing and rolling his hips to meet your thrusts , that ' s how badly he wants it ! his ego would kill him , but he can ' t care to think about that right now ! , your cock is his main focus , ' nd he ' s got big fat tears rolling down his eyes , he can barely think straight , ( let alone see straight )

poor baby ' s sobbing , he ' s babbling ' nd you have no clue what he ' s saying , but his whines ' nd whimpers have you even harder , ' nd a harder wish to fuck him entirely stupid ' nd cum drunk from your cock alone , you speed up , smirking ' cause keegan looks so pretty like this . face flushed , tip flushed pink ' nd pre - cum dribbling out of his slit , his eyes rollin ' back from every thrust you make into his hole ,

" pretty baby , you ' re such a mess , all f ' me ? good boy.. fuck you feel so good. " " o-only for you ! h-hnng.. more.. more p-please .. "

' nd he mumbles on , you listen to him ramble on slightly , before pulling all the way out , only the tip left . ' nd keegan make ' s a little whine , signifying his disappointment . but you quickly shut his whines down , slamming your hips flush against ' s his ass , and he screams . cum spurtin ' out of his tip onto the ruined bedsheets , and he looks fucked ' nd ruined , yet you ' ve haven ' t cum yet , so why would you stop ?

you keep thrusting your hips , ' nd keegan lets out an loud sob , how could he not ? he ' s sensitive ! ' nd your cock is just hitting his prostrate dead on ! he can ' t last that long , ' nd you haven ' t even cum yet , he ' s sobbing , begging you for a break . ' nd do you listen ? ' course not ! you continue , ' till you feel as if you ' re gonna cum , the knot in your stomach slowly buildin ' up as you lean down , groanin ' into keegan ' s ear .

" ' m gonna breed ya , hm ? ' nd you ' ll be a pretty doll ' nd take it all for me , yeah ? " " y-yes.. i-inside.. mmngh ! "

keegan squeals ! he arches his back as he feels your cum inside him , ' nd he ' s mumbling off as you groan ' nd ride out your high , ' fore laying down next to him , ' nd keeping your cock inside keegan , ' cause when you two wake up from your nap , you know keegan ' s gonna want more , he ' s addicted for more !

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