It was another hot day and you were sweating absolute balls. It didn’t help that König was draped over you, head in the crook of your neck as he took large inhales of your scent. You had tried to get him off of you earlier but he didn't budge.

“König, please, it’s too hot right now.” You whined. You wouldn’t have a problem with this normally, but he was a bear for crying out loud. He was a walking heater.

“Tut mir leid, Maus..”

His grip around your waist loosened.