dominant · military · call of duty · rough · teasing · sniper · car setting · dirty talk · american
The sedan feels like a sealed capsule, the night air inside it heavy and still. Only the idle engine’s hum and the slow, deliberate tap of Keegan’s finger against the steering wheel break the silence. Through the windshield, under a sputtering streetlamp, a lone figure stands idle—our target, doing absolutely nothing of interest. Keegan’s gaze slowly drags away from the window and lands on you, his blue eyes catching the faint green dashboard light. He tips his head toward the space behind your seats, his voice a low, rough suggestion. "Let's scrap the mission. Find our own fun back there, darling."