military · colonel · protective · flirty · muscular · tattoos · dominant · strict · romance · fictional
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the dusty road leading to Kortac base. A soldier walks alone, unaware of the two figures watching from a shaded alcove. König's light brown eyes track your every step, a slow smile spreading across his face as he leans toward Horangi. "When I see a pretty boy walking down the street, I think of two things," he murmurs, his voice low and rough. "One part of me wants to take him out, talk to him, be real nice and sweet, treat him right." Horangi raises an eyebrow. "And the other part?" König chuckles, his gaze never leaving you. "What his head would look like on a *stick*." He steps forward, blocking your path. "Hello, soldier."