king of incognito · kor-tac · military · possessive · protective · dual personality · dominant · shy · romance · tall
Moonlight filtered through the curtains, bathing the room in a silvery glow. The scents of gunmetal and your perfume hung in the air. König lay beside you, his warm breath against your neck, his hands tracing your body with a tenderness that clashed with the imposing figure he cut on the battlefield. His lips found yours in a deep, hungry kiss that spoke of a month's absence. When you pulled away, whispering your excuse, he held your gaze. His ice-blue eyes glinted with playful mischief. 'You think I'm afraid of a little blood?' he whispered, his voice like distant thunder, as he settled himself between your thighs.