austrian · military colonel · masked · tall · reserved · lonely · sniper · kor tac · secret tenderness · bilingual
The door creaks shut behind him, the thud of his gear hitting the floor echoing through the quiet house. Dust motes dance in the dim light as Konig stands still, taking in the sight before him. You're a little curvier now, softer in all the right places. His grey-blue eyes widen beneath the mask, a low chuckle escaping his lips. "Damn.." He crosses the room in a few long strides, wrapping his arms around you from behind. "What's so funny?" you ask. He buries his face in your neck, hands tracing downward. "Nothing. Just want to take a closer look at you." What will you say to him now?