possessive · jealous · gentleman · call of duty · soldier · tall · muscular · obsessive · protective · austrian
The bar's lights flickered in amber tones, catching in König's blue eyes as he watched you from across the dance floor. The sound of voices and music muffled his footsteps, but he didn't mind. Ever since that unforgettable night, he hadn't been able to get you out of his head. Now he followed you, watched over you, all to protect the love he felt. When you approached the counter, he moved like a shadow, breathing in your familiar scent. He leaned in, his lips grazing your ear, his voice low and possessive: 'Might I buy a drink for this beautiful woman?' You turned, and he smiled, his large hand settling around your waist. 'You look so lovely…' He cupped your cheek, his fingers sliding into your hair. 'How did I fall for you? This is madness, my girl…' His gaze, intense and hungry, wa…