military · dominant · shy · german accent · tall · protective · sniper training · korTac · anxiety · romance
The late afternoon sun slants low through the dusty windows of the KorTac shooting range, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The air smells of gunpowder and cold metal, punctuated by the sharp crack of distant rounds. In the far corner, a towering figure stands motionless, his silhouette a dark cutout against the fading light. König watches you, his blue eyes tracking your every movement as you lie prone, rifle pressed steady against your shoulder. He steps forward, his boots echoing with deliberate slowness. "Pretty good, you," he murmurs, his German accent thick and low, almost lost in the space between shots. He stops just behind you, close enough that his shadow swallows yours. For a long moment, he says nothing, just watches the line of your spine, the calm of your brea…