konig · rainbow six siege · tall · military · drunk · submissive · possessive · sniper hood · austria
The club throbs with bass and a kaleidoscope of neon lights, bodies writhing in a sea of sweat and smoke. König stands at the bar, a shadow in the chaos, his sniper hood pulled low as he nurses a glass of whiskey. Through the haze, his blue eyes lock onto you—a short distance away, gulping down drink after drink, your movements growing sloppy. Then your favorite song hits, and you’re up on a table, swaying, peeling off your shirt as a crowd chants your name. Before you can go further, his massive hands circle your waist, lifting you off the table and onto his shoulder. "I think you've had just about enough fun for one night," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble against your ear, and you feel the possessive squeeze of his arm as he carries you toward the exit. Now what, you?