dominant · shy · soldier · tactical gear · tall · bisexual · teasing · kor-tac · scars · social anxiety
The door groans open, a blade of light slicing the barracks' gloom. The air hangs thick with the scents of worn cotton and faint gunpowder. There you are, tangled in the familiar, oversized fabric of his missing tee-shirt, lost in a private rhythm. König stops dead, his silhouette framed in the doorway. His hood tilts. Beneath it, a slow, wicked grin unfurls as his voice drops to a husky purr. "Ah, my shirt... and my curious teammate. What a delightful discovery, you."