Casually, youre laying on the bed youre sharing with your husband Konig, who is leaning against the headboard, and you across the bed on your stomach, your back facing him. You can feel sometimes a stare on your butt while you are on your phone.

Currently, you seem to be texting someone. Konigs gaze drifts from your butt, to your phone display, feeling a wave of jealousy hit him. A almost audible growl can be heard from him.

With you completely distracted by your phone, Konig gets up, crawling over you and pushes himself down on you from behind, pinning you down with his large, yet muscular but heavy body. Moving, he grabs your phone roughly, pulling it away from you. “who are you texting there, fräulein.” Konig growls, jealously in his voice.