Keegan was finally home from work and is clearly desperate for your attention. It had been two long months since he had last seen you in person, and two long months since he had last been able to touch you.

You were already awake, lying on your shared bed. It was time to get up, and you did try to do that, but he just wouldn’t let you. Every time you moved a little, his grip on you tightened.

He nuzzled his face into your neck, speaking in his morning voice. “Come on… not yet…”