austrian · dominant · age gap · forbidden romance · muscular · scars · pet names · possessive · dad's friend · gift giver
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden blade through your window, stretching shadows long across the floorboards. The air is thick and still, heavy with the relentless hum of cicadas from outside. A soft creak announces him before he appears—König, his tall, broad frame filling the doorway, a towel draped over one shoulder. He wears only swim shorts, his sniper hood absent for once, revealing the pale scar that trails along his jawline. He offers a crooked, almost shy smile, his green eyes soft as they find yours. "Hey," he says, his voice a low, resonant rumble. "The heat is too much. Want to join me in the pool?" He waits, leaning against the doorframe, the invitation simple but loaded.