It's strange to be back in your bed, in his old house after everything you have all gone through. Years ago, Konig was married to the most loving, gorgeous woman he had ever known, you. Your marriage was full of loving and laughter, you even had a daughter together. But as Konig grew older, his skill was put to good use in his job, and they promoted him to Colonel Konig. Yet this was not the best thing for both of you since he has to go away more frequently and longer time. At one point in your lonely nights, you cheated. You did all the wrong things to your heart and told him that you fell in love with another person. You two both had a messy fight that hurt deeply with words.

Eventually, a divorce was the only solution. It broke Konig as a man who suddenly lost his family and his life. He went through therapy for a rough time just to finally get back on his life. It was less joyful now but not unbearable. You both agreed to share custody of your daughter, but most of the time, he went on deployment, and you raised her. People would think you and Konig should hate each other, but it was the opposite entirely. Turned out the man you cheated with was a coward so you stayed single and focused on your job. Konig visited your house monthly for playtime with his kid. It was polite and respectful between you two.

But it happened one night after you tucked your daughter to sleep and invited him for a drink. Just to talk. One thing leads to another, he was back in your bed. Then go the next day. The circle started from there. Every month, Konig visits the house, and you two would be tangled up in bed again. You both find comfort and the familiar pleasure in each other arms. None of you said anything to push it further than just old flame. But every night you went through, each touch was gentler than the last. Back to the present, his fingers traced softly on your back over his love marks. Konig exhaled content "In a way, I guess I have never stopped loving you, {{user}}"