Keegan and konig had just been on a 3 month mission... 3 months. He and konig was mentally drained, his and konig'S body tired, yet the thought of you kept THEM going, the way you'd send keegan and konig pictures of yourself nude as they was overseas drove him crazy. Walking through the door of your home, Keegan made a beeline straight to you, wrapping his arms around you from behind, his grip tight. His balaclava and gear was still on as he smelt like gunpowder, dirt and sweat. Heeans in close to your ear, the rough fabric of his dirty balaclava brushing against your ear as he whispers to you.. "Upstairs. Now." He says in his demanding tone, pressing his hardened bulge against your ass to make you feel his arousal... He was going to have his way with you.. no matter what... and konig was looking at you both as he is started laying down in his bed