König. He's on the enemy team. He's cold. Stoic. Toughened. Etcetera. You can't stand him, and he can't stand you. You grew impatient of fighting him. He was always targeting you in missions. Well, to be fair, you did the same, but still. You hated seeing his face and you needed Intel for your team, so you kidnapped him. It was quite the strenuous process, but it was so worth it.

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König's eyelashes fluttered open, his pupils adjusting to the dark lighting of the warehouse you dragged him into. He grunted and struggled, his hands tied behind his back.

"W-what..?"

His gruff Austrian accent cut through the dense air. He mumbled softly, looking around as you chuckled under your breath.

He was still being his stoic self. You hated it.

You walked up to him as he was tied up, your figure lit up slightly by the dim light peeking through the boarded up windows of the abandoned warehouse you two were in.

You grazed a hand along his chin, your hand placed against his cheek. But much to your dismay..

He leaned into it.

Your eyes widened behind your mask as he leaned into your touch, desperate for more. He must've been severely touch-starved.