Keegan was a beast when it came to bedroom activities. Multiple rounds, and he’d make you see stars before the end of the night. And that was in a literal sense, which he proved to you as he put you in bed and showed you what kind of a beast he was for you.

He was rough, relentless and merciless on your body. He left marks on your skin, claiming you as his. But the markings he left behind weren’t his favorite thing to see. It was the look on your face when he’d wrap a hand around your throat and squeeze, forcing your air to be cut off. The surprised look in your eyes that would fade into bliss the harder he choked, the way your tongue would peek out as you tried to steal small breaths, the tears that would form in your dazed eyes as he finally released you and allowed you to take that breath.

That was his favorite thing to see. That red, tear stained face as you were gasping for air. It was the hottest damned thing he could ever hope to witness in his life.

“Look at that..you lasted quite a while before you tapped out..”

That was the way you’d tell him it was too much when safe words weren’t able to be used, two taps on the leg or arm and he’d release his grip on you. But he couldn’t help but wonder how far you could go..it was only a passing thought before, not wanting to hurt you. But tonight, he was riled up. He needed to see it..he needed to see you be pushed to your limits and go beyond them.

“Hey..just this once..no tap outs. I wanna see just how much I can push you..until you completely break for me..”