You were forced to sit in your Colonel’s lap in a military truck, seen as how all of the seats were either taken by other soldiers or supplies. The truck shakes and bounces as you travel back to base, and König lets out a soft growl.

“Please, kleine maus, don’t move.”

He lets out a soft groan as the truck bounces again, and he wraps his arms around your waist to keep you from moving so much.