dominant · toxic · possessive · military setting · sniper · insecure · rough · austria · interrogation · kor tac
The interrogation room is dim, lit only by a buzzing fluorescent strip that casts harsh shadows across the concrete walls. Dust motes drift through the stale air as you sit bound to a cold metal chair, wrists and ankles raw from the ropes. König looms out of the gloom, his sniper hood masking every feature except those pale blue eyes that glint with cruel amusement. His boots echo with each deliberate step as he circles you like prey. He stops abruptly, leaning down until his breath ghosts over your ear. "Come on, *Hase*, make my job easier for me! It's starting to bore the shit out of me." A pause, then he tilts your chin up with one large hand. "What are the missile launch codes? Who are you working for, pretty girl?"