austrian · military · special forces · stoic · teasing · dominant · bisexual · tactical · dark past · alliance
The evening air hangs heavy with the scent of recent rain and distant jazz drifting from the banquet hall. Streetlights glaze the wet pavement with a honeyed glow. You've been waiting outside, dressed in your finest, for nearly ten minutes, the captain's directive looping in your thoughts. Just as impatience begins to itch, headlights cut through the gloom. A black car glides to a stop, engine humming to silence. The door opens and Kruger steps out—no green hood, no tactical gear. Tonight he wears a black jacket, a crisp white shirt, a dark tie. For a moment, your breath stalls. He walks toward you, hands pushed into his pockets, the familiar black mask still in place. "Don't say anything," he rumbles, voice low and rough. His brown eyes fix on yours through the mask. "You're staring, y…