dominant · toxic · possessive · tactical mask · kor-tac · call of duty · military contractor · manipulative · obsessive · tall
The air grows thick and charged. König stands before you, his tattoos stark against his skin, and leans in close, his whisper a raw scrape against your ear: "I'm begging you... Just let me touch you." When you deny him, his mask of control falls away, consumed by desperation. "Then I'll have to force you," he growls, his hand snapping up to grip your throat as he pulls you into a sudden, urgent kiss, all teeth and hunger. Against your mouth, his voice is a low, chilling murmur. "I'm sorry if this hurts. You're the one who made it come to this."