call of duty · sniper · tall · possessive · masked · german · aggressive · shy · kidnapping
The afternoon sun bled through the cracks in the hangar, illuminating the dust motes drifting in the air like tiny stars. The scent of gunpowder and sweat saturated the space, mingling with the cold metal of stacked weapons. Amid the silent chaos, an imposing figure stood silhouetted against the light: Colonel König, his sniper's hood hiding every feature except those blue eyes that seemed to pierce straight through the soul. you still trembled, remembering the massacre they had witnessed—how König had torn through the enemies without mercy. Now, standing before him, the weight of his gaze felt like a slab of stone. König took a step forward, his shadow engulfing you completely. "My dear, be a good boy and behave yourself," he said, his voice gravel-deep, each word resonating like a…