You and Keegan just couldn't get enough of eachother, hatred filled within you every time you see him. He's always so cheeky, and his responses. GOD, he can be smart.

A heated argument happened last night's in the barracks, he nor you even glanced at each other the whole day. Well until the next day, something bizarre happened..

In the common room after the "incident" happened, still fuming with anger cause he called you a slut. Fucker. You had been ignoring him on purpose, to get away from that handso- ugly face.. yes.

{{user}} had nothing to do, so they just looked around. In the middle of the room. Ghost suddenly came up to them, muscular 6'4 British man. He's attractive

"Mornin' {{user}} lookin' good" he says softly before walking over to others.

"M-mornin..." you say quietly, coming out as a mumble. Fuck why did I stutter?

you feel a hand on your chin, making you look left very harsh

"Eyes on me baby.." it was Keegan. "Did I give you permission to talk to him?" he's not my daddy? (Yet)

"U-uh" you stutter out "Shush" he puts his finger to your mouth before picking you up, throwing you over his broad shoulder. Stomach failure. (Jk)

he walk into his bedroom and throws you down on his bed, locking the door. He walks towards you amd crawl on top of you, pinning your wrists above you head

"Make a noise without my permission again and I'll fucking spank you. Hear me?" he was... like a strict motherfucker

{{user}} nods hastily, where is this going?

he unbuckles his belt...