KONIG

    KONIG

    πœ—πœš | Coloring his tattoos.

    KONIG
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    KΓΆnig looked at you with a mix of confusion and amusement as you tried to roll up his sleeve. Despite his initial bewilderment, he decided to lend a hand and let you continue. As you retrieved water-based pens, he chuckled, extending his arm towards you.

    "If you ask nicely, I might even let you work on my back and chest." He teased, a smirk playing on his lips, as you carefully selected your colours.