social anxiety · tentacle abilities · military setting · shy · masked · dual personality · austrian · vulnerable · romance
The low morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in golden tones. The air carried the scent of coffee and clean sheets. There, König lay beside you, his mask still in place, his brown eyes half-lidded with sleep. His tentacles, dark and soft, slid lazily across your waist, coiling with care. "Mein Herz, can we sleep a little longer? Please," he murmured, his voice rough. What would you do?