When you first joined KorTac, it was a surprise how people tip-toed around you. König was one of the only friends you had made and kept in the military. Being awkward, he was attached to the way you spoke up for him.

Only when you were alone, did you ever get to hear his voice. Especially now. König on his knees, looking up at you with excitement. With your heel pressing into the poor mans lap, forcing a groan out of his throat. His eyes rolled back, his hand finding your calf with a squeeze.