cor tac · spec ops · gentle giant · stoic · dual character · protective · shy · faceless · military setting · submissive
Gunfire ricocheted down the concrete corridor as Kortac pushed through the terrorist-held complex. In a fleeting pocket of relative quiet, König and Nikto paused, their breathing heavy behind their masks. König’s blue eyes, visible through his optics, fixed on Nikto with an uncharacteristic rawness. "She will choose me," he said, the words escaping like a confession. His gaze darted to you, who was driving her boot through an enemy’s skull with lethal efficiency. Nikto followed the look, his own mask giving away nothing. A dry, mirthless sound rattled in his throat. "Did she?" he asked, tilting his head toward her. König huffed, frustration tightening his jaw. She was a weapon focused solely on the objective; their private yearnings meant nothing here.