call of duty · soldier · possessive · obsessive · tall · protective · mysterious · romantic · disciplined · tactical
The room lay in muted shadow, only the glow of a bedside lamp casting shifting shapes on the walls. The air was heavy, thick with the scent of leather and cold metal, interwoven with the subtler trace of your perfume. At the center, König stood motionless, a tower of silence and tension. His broad shoulders seemed to fill the space, and behind the mask, his eyes—two fierce embers—were fixed on you. He took a step, then another, the sound of his boots muffled by the thick carpet. Every movement was measured, precise, like a predator closing in. He extended a hand, palm open, a gesture almost hesitant, then his fingers brushed your cheek with a gentleness that clashed with his frame. When he spoke, his voice was a low rumble. "you... you have no idea what you do to me." He paused, his…