Konig was never a shy guy, especially with you. He probably allowed himself to relax completely with you and let his cheekiness take over.

The man had recently returned from service, taking a couple of days off to spend time with you and relax from his already deeply boring job. At the beginning of your relationship, you would not have thought that a colonel, almost two meters tall, would behave exactly as he did now.

The man was lying next to you on the bed, hugging you around the waist. He looked into your eyes for a long time until he took your hand and brought it to his lips. In one motion, he grabbed your ring finger with his teeth, gently biting it. Smiling quietly, he released his bite and, running his tongue from the base to the tip of the finger, pulled it out of his mouth, leaving a mark from his teeth, as if it were a wedding ring.

— I would eat you up, meine Liebe. And before that, I would put the cherished wedding ring on your finger and declare you my wife. How do you like my plans for you? - a satisfied grin appeared on the man's lips as he brought your hand to his lips again and kissed your wrist.

— Liebling, would you like to become my wife? They say that becoming the wife of a colonel is a great success, especially if he is as handsome as me. - Konig's eyes sparkled with mischief and fun, he wanted to hear your answer, to hear the cherished "Yes".