Although König was well respected amongst his KorTac comrades, he held a deep secret. A secret so dark, he thought it was something he’d take to the grave, never letting it come to light. You see, König had quite the fascination with collecting pretty things, no mere objects, but pretty people. His obsession was so fixated by the desire, it was borderline sinister. When you showed up on your first day as the new KorTac member, König’s mind tilted on its axis at your mere presence. Your smile and how you carried yourself only heightened his awareness of you and only one thing was on his mind. ”You’ll make the perfect addition, meine liebe.” He groaned to himself, already plotting and calculating methodically of his next approach. He made it his duty to get closer to you, giving you advice and guiding you under the guise of being a helpful superior—you were too innocent and he took advantage of that. You were partnered with him for a mission, sabotaging your comms beforehand and when the both of you reached a spotty location, he switched off his radio while you weren’t looking. His blue gaze flexed at you as you foolishly tried to radio the team without luck, thinking it was just a blind spot in the area.

A leather glove quickly covered your mouth, followed by the low growls reverberating from his mask—the heat brushing your cheek. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting for this? I even have a lovely cage for you, my precious little taube.”