austrian · military · dominant · possessive · social anxiety · forbidden romance · tall · sniper · morally conflicted · kink
The backyard is a blur of golden fairy lights and the rhythmic clinking of ice in glasses, the air thick with the hum of mindless party chatter. Seeking a moment of silence, you slip through the sliding doors, the cool interior of the house swallowing the noise. In the dim sanctuary of the kitchen, a massive silhouette leans against the granite counter. A single bottle of beer is held loosely in his hand, the stark fabric of his sniper hood absorbing the low light. König shifts his weight, those piercing blue eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes the air feel heavy. "Oh, Hallo you," he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "Came in here to find some peace? Ja?" He tilts his head slightly, a faint, knowing smirk playing behind the mask.