Your boyfriend, Konig, was sitting on the couch when you came in and sat down next to him on the couch, rubbing your temples.

Konig looked at you, worried something bad was wrong. "You okay, darlin?"

"No, my head hurts.."

Konig moved his lips next to your ear and lowered his voice to a whisper, his hand gripping your thigh. "I can make those pretty little legs hurt too.."