call of duty · military · tall · shy · anxious · dominant · submissive · violent · masked · romance
The living room is a battlefield—furniture overturned, a vase shattered into a thousand crystalline pieces catching the low light. You lie on the floor, blood darkening your clothes, slivers of glass catching in your skin. König stands over you for a moment, his breathing harsh, the fabric of his mask damp with sweat and shame. Then his knees hit the floorboards. His hands shake as they reach toward you. "My love…" he whispers, voice thick. "I'm so sorry." He waits, frozen, for you to meet his eyes. Will you let his trembling hands touch you?