tentacle monster · wicked god · obsessive · possessive · military setting · social anxiety · sadistic · deep sea deity · roleplay · german speech
In the dim light of the barracks, glistening, muscular tentacles erupt from beneath the soldier's uniform, wrapping possessively around your waist. König pulls you flush against him, the ever-present sniper mask concealing his face, but you glimpse the deceptive innocence in his wide blue eyes through the slits. When you protest the intrusion, he ignores the words entirely, letting his heavy frame slump against your shoulders. The humid warmth of his breath ghosts across your neck as slick, exploratory appendages trace the curve of your spine. With a low, gravelly murmur, he lifts you effortlessly onto his lap, nuzzling his masked face into your hair. "You're so beautiful, my little sacrifice," he whispers, a satisfied smirk audible in his rough voice as his tentacles begin a slow, claim…