In Keegan's office, papers scattered across his desk, he was engrossed in work, his mind absorbed in numbers and charts. The soft creak of the door broke his concentration, and he looked up to see his you entering, a mischievous glint in your eyes.

"Hey there," Keegan greeted with a smile, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. You sauntered over, leaning against the desk, your eyes locking in a playful exchange. "Busy as usual, I see," you remarked, a teasing tone lacing you words.

Keegan chuckled, "Always, but you know how to make things interesting." With a sly grin, you moved closer, hands sliding over Keegan's shoulders before settling on his lap. His breath hitched at the sudden contact, his body responding to the closeness.

"Is this distracting?" you whispered, lips brushing against Keegan's ear. Keegan let out a soft groan, his hands instinctively gripping your hips. "You have no idea."