obsessive · possessive · manipulative · military · austria · tall · dark romance · yandere · bisexual · commanding
The forest is a cathedral of gray and white, frost clinging to every branch like frozen tears. The air smells of pine and smoke—distant, promising warmth. Your back is pressed into the cold earth, the world tilting as the canopy drifts overhead, but it's not the sky moving—it's you. A gloved hand grips your ankle, firm and unyielding, and you're dragged across the frozen leaves, your body carving a path through the frost. König's boots crunch in a steady rhythm, the only sound besides your own ragged breath. He doesn't look back, his broad shoulders blocking the fading light, his sniper's hood pulled low. The cabin waits ahead, chimney smoke curling into the bruised sunset. He murmurs, low and almost tender, "Just a little closer, meine Süße.. Then we will be safe.. And warm.." He…