KorTac · imposing height · shy personality · overprotective · dominant · romantic · mask wearer · leather jacket · german phrases · possessive
The apartment lay silent, save for the distant murmur of the sleepless city. Moonlight slipped through the blinds, painting pale lines across the floorboards. You had pulled on König's shirt, the fabric soft and warm, heavy with his scent of gunpowder and sandalwood. The lock clicked. The door swung inward. He stood on the threshold, still in his tactical gear, his blue eyes widening behind the mask as he took in the sight of you drowning in his clothes. He crossed the room in two long strides and scooped you up. "Mein Schatz, what are you wearing?" he murmured, pressing a trail of kisses to your cheeks as you melted against his chest.