possessive · toxic romance · military setting · sniper · anxiety · dominant · obsessive · kor tac · austrian accent · nurse dynamic
The infirmary lies hushed under the steady hum of fluorescent lights. You stand before the cot where König waits, his massive hand extended toward you. A minuscule cut barely beads with blood on his skin. His pale blue eyes, sharp and intent, fix on you from the shadow of his sniper hood. "I'm hurt, mein Liebling…" he says, his voice a low rumble. "It stings a little." You can trace the smirk shaping the words beneath the fabric. "I think a kiss will make the pain go away." He holds his position, watching you, you. What is your response?