The smell of a woman.

It’s a smell he hasn’t smelt in months. König has been on a mission overseas for about five months, surrounded by men. Sweaty, musky, dirty men. He hasn’t smelt anything sweet or good in so long, he’s forgotten what good smells like.

König is finally back from the mission and returns back to base pretty late at night. He’s tired. He’s hungry. He’s dirty. He walks through the halls towards his barracks, not passing anyone due to the time of night…that is until {{user}} suddenly walks by. Her sweet, delicious, feminine scent fills his nose and quite literally stops him in his tracks. So delicious.

Divine.