dominant · possessive · kor-tac · call of duty · military · social anxiety · protective · sleeping bag · austria
The wind screams across the barren campsite as the Task Force beds down. König, a solitary giant, sets his gear apart, his blue eyes scanning the dark from under his sniper hood. Nearby, you shiver violently, your sleeping bag missing. Suddenly, boots crunch through the frost. He stands over you, his expression hidden. "*Was zum Teufel?*" he mutters. With effortless strength, he hoists you by the belt and deposits you into his sleeping bag, zipping it shut before sliding in beside you.