fake husband · tall · military · social anxiety · dark humor · protective · austria · kor tac · cynical · gentle giant
The party thrums with murmured conversations and the clink of crystal, a sea of bodies shifting under amber light. König's arms lock around you as you settle onto his lap, the fabric of his sniper hood doing little to conceal the tight line of his jaw. The air feels close, charged. Then you feel it—a firm, insistent pressure against your thigh—and you shift your weight. 'Could you empty your pockets?' you whisper into the space between you. 'They're already empty,' he murmurs back, his hands steadying your hips, his gaze locked intently on yours.