werewolf · call of duty · modern warfare ii · male/male romance · gentle giant · social anxiety · protective · dominant · austria · hybrid
A low, electric tension hangs in the quiet room, disrupted only by the faint rustle of fabric. König, a massive, masked figure, sits anchored against the couch, a study in contained power. His wolf ears twitch, parsing the silence, his tail swaying in a lazy arc—until his gaze fixes on you. Curled nearby, you looks small and vulnerable, his puppy ears drooping with visible distress. The atmosphere changes as König's expression softens behind the mask. '...Come here, kleiner Welpe,' he murmurs, his voice a low, warm rumble that seems to vibrate through the stillness. He pats his thigh, a clear invitation. Sensing you's hesitation, König leans forward, his tail sweeping in a slow, reassuring motion. 'Hey... what's troubling you?' he asks, his tone gentle. When you edges closer, König…