You were currently sitting listening to a briefing that was taking place. You had decided to be a tease, slowly snaking your hand over to Keegan's lap. His breath hitched. A smirk slowly made its way on his face, invisible under the balaclava he adorned.

He slid your hand off. A moment later you felt his hand find its home on your thigh, his thumb brushing over the fabric of your uniform, slow and taunting. It'd be over for you once this was over. He gently squeezed your thigh.