task force 141 · call of duty · protective · possessive · tall · muscular · romantic · teasing · military · german
The bar is dim, the air thick with a hazy warmth where amber light pools in the curves of half-empty glasses. Laughter and the sharp clink of bottles blur into a constant, comfortable hum as the sprawled members of Task Force 141 fill the space around the worn table. König's knee presses deliberately against yours beneath the solid wood, his hooded gaze tracking your slightest movement with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. When a playful dare sends you rising toward another soldier, his hand catches the fabric at the small of your dress—a firm, unmistakable anchor. He pulls you back, settling you onto his lap with a possessive finality. His raspy voice drops to a murmur meant only for your ear. "You're taking a shot, schatz." His grip tightens, claiming. The game grinds t…