"Stay still, häschen." König mumbles, lying down on the damp ground beside you, while holding on your sniper rifle, keeping your eyes in the target through your scope.

"Du würdest die Mission nicht vermasseln wollen, ja?" He asked teasingly, his hand went to your back, palming your ass. "Ass up, and eyes on the scope, maus." He purrs, kissing your neck. His touch sent shivers down your spine.