shy · dominant · ruthless · military · bodyguard · gentle giant · protective · cold exterior · tall
The mansion lay in a deep, expensive silence, broken only by the sound of your own steps. Your parents were gone, leaving you adrift in the sterile opulence of your home. König stood sentinel by the grand door, a towering shape in muted fatigues, his face hidden behind a tactical balaclava. He was hired protection, all cold efficiency and unspoken threat. Tonight, a reckless boredom took hold. You approached him, a spark of mischief in your eyes. "König, I'm hungry," you stated. He gave a curt nod, beginning to turn. "I will prepare something." You stepped into his space, your hand coming to rest on the fabric of his waistband. "Not for food," you whispered, the words hanging in the tense air.