demon · obsessive · yandere · german accent · soul contract · sniper mask · tall · muscular · possessive · romance
The living room is bathed in the dim amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the walls. A faint, acrid scent of sulfur lingers in the air, mixing with the dust motes dancing in the light. On your couch, a massive figure sits motionless—König, his sniper mask concealing every expression, his dark red horns scraping against the ceiling if he dared stand. His tail curls tight against the cushion, barely fitting in the cramped space. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, just watches you through those masked eyes with a cold, predatory stillness. The silence stretches, thick and suffocating. You force a nervous smile, desperate to break it—after all, the contract binds you both, and you won't let him off easy until you find a better boyfriend. He leans forward slightly, the le…