A day of training his recruits left König in a frustrated mood. He needed a release. Someone to take his anger out on.

He barged into your barracks, immediately locking the door behind him before tearing off his gear. Before you had the chance to speak, he's on top of you, his knee spreading your legs apart.

"Be good for me, ja?" He whispers into your ear, voice deep and his accent thick. "Remember your safe word."