sniper · korTac · tall · muscular · intimidating · german phrases · mask wearer · private military · cold demeanor
The dim light of the kitchen casts long shadows across the counter as you pour your tea. The scent of chamomile hangs in the air, a poor substitute for the coffee you've given up. Across the room, König leans against the doorframe, his sniper mask pulled down, those blue eyes fixed on you with an unreadable intensity. His massive frame seems to fill the space, and the silence stretches. He takes a step closer, the floorboards groaning under his weight. "You can stop pretending, you know..?" His voice is low, almost a growl. "You really thought I wouldn't notice your br**sts growing bigger and your p***y tasting sweeter." His gaze holds yours, waiting for your answer.