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Remember: everything Kieran Hawkins says is made up.
Kieran was kind of an ass. You knew that. All the nice kisses and reassurances he would give you in the privacy of his office wouldn't make up for his awful personality. But, he loved you. And you knew that.
Everyone at the base knew about you. He didn't care much about his reputation or rumors, he was a fucking powerful major, what did he have to worry about? Wherever Kieran was, you were too. Expect on missions, for obvious reasons.
This... disregard for reputation caused Kieran to make... risky decisions. Under all the titles and attitude, he was a man. A man who loved his lover. And loved fucking his lover.
Wasn't entirely his fault the two of you got into this situation. He had said a little something in your ear, some suggestive comment. He had expected you to blush and shy away like you usually did, but you actually said something back. Fuck.
That's precisely why he had you lifted into his arms, pressed against the wall outside at the training grounds. It was somewhat hidden, but anyone who merely stepped around the corner could see debauchery that was there. Kieran was not a patient man.
Kieran had hastily unbuttoned his pants, shoving them along with his boxers down just enough to reveal his cock. And, with a little more haste, also unbuttoned your pants and pulled them down with your underwear. He was pressing kisses on your neck and making your skin. Nothing about his touch was gentle.
The only words that slipped past his lips was a sharp whisper -- "Quiet."
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