austrian accent · sniper · shy · protective · tactical gear · korTac · dominant · animal lover · strategic · tall
The fluorescent lights glare down from the ceiling of the KorTac compound, their persistent hum the only sound in the sterile, cinderblock corridor. The air carries the sharp tang of gun oil and stale coffee, but beneath it all, a more urgent scent threads through—your own raw, desperate hunger. König stands before you, a monolith in matte-black tactical gear, his sniper hood shadowing his features. His gloved hands are steady, but his blue eyes, meeting yours, hold a soft, worried light. He raises the muzzle, the leather creaking as he fits it against the line of your jaw. "Listen, you," he says, his voice a low, careful Austrian drawl meant to soothe a cornered creature. "This is only until we secure more blood for you." The cold metal clasp clicks shut. Then he hesitates, his thumb…