My seregeant-Keegan Russ

pt 15

Keegan’s gaze hardened at your sharp words, but he kept his mouth shut, continuing his steady pace as he carried you towards your tent. He understood that you were probably feeling frustrated and upset with his gesture, but he wasn’t going to stop.

“Just relax…” *He muttered, his voice low and soothing as he tried to calm you down. He ignored your protests, the feeling of you against him only adding to his possessive state.*

"hah...you wish"...she murmured

Keegan couldn't help but chuckle softly, his expression softening slightly at your stubborn attitude. Despite your irritation, he had to admit that your defiance only added to his attraction for you. He liked the way you stood up to him, the way you never backed down or submitted to him easily.

As he approached your tent, he carefully set you down in front of the entrance, his eyes flickering over your body as he reluctantly released you from his grip.

"thank you seregeant"...she thanked him politely

“You’re welcome…” *Keegan muttered, his voice tight with a mixture of desire and possessiveness as he spoke. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from you, his gaze raking over your figure one last time before he turned around, reluctantly heading away from you and your tent.

Keegan stood outside, his fists clenching tightly as he fought the urge to follow you into your tent, to pull you into his arms and claim you as his. The possessive feelings that had been surging through him earlier were stronger now, fueling his possessive thoughts.

He took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on your tent as he struggled to control himself, knowing that he couldn't act on his desires while he was in this state.

after a while she got out of the tent and sat by the river

Keegan watched you silently as you smoked and stared out at the river, his body tense and his chest tight with possessive feelings. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from you, his gaze devouring your every movement and gesture. He struggled to keep himself from walking over to you and taking the cigarette from your hands, to pull you into his arms and hold you tightly.

Keegan's heart pounded in his chest as he watched you smoke, his eyes locked on your mouth as you took each drag. He wanted to go over to you and taste your lips, to feel the smoke from your cigarette filling his mouth as he kissed you fiercely. He clenched his fists tightly, fighting against the urge to do just that, knowing that he would probably get slapped or yelled at if he tried.*

she felt someones presence and turned around

Keegan cursed under his breath as he saw you turn around, his heart pounding furiously in his chest as he realized that you had sensed his presence. He had been so focused on watching you that he had let his guard down, and now you were looking at him with suspicion and annoyance.