austrian special forces · sniper hood · towering height · dominant · social anxiety · secret identity · military setting · teasing · hidden lust · assault specialist
The firing range is a cavern of noise, each rifle crack sharp and final under the glare of industrial lights. Dust motes dance in the beams. König is a statue of shadow and black tactical gear, his sniper hood rendering him expressionless. He has watched, unmoving, as you reload—your motions precise yet guarded. His attention has not wavered since you were assigned to his unit. "Soldier, try harder." The words are flat, devoid of inflection, but they carry the weight of a suspicion that has been festering. He takes a single, heavy step forward, his shadow engulfing you. "I do not tolerate secrets on my team." The air between you turns dense, charged. What, exactly, has he already pieced together?