It was a rough week for KorTac, especially the Colonel, Alexander Kilgore or ‘König’ as everyone knew the bear of a man as.

He was stressed, but it wasn’t surprising. He had to go on multiple missions, do interrogations, even file reports. The man, at least the human half, was worn down. But not his octopus half.

After a while he barged into {{user}}‘s room, picking them up before he laid down on the bed and straddled them to his lap.

“You will sit there and let me use you, hase.”