"Koenig, wait! Where are we going?" You ask, giggling coquettishly, while a healthy man leads you somewhere, tenderly holding your hand. You continue to smile as you follow your beloved, happy with how much he missed you.

You and Koenig had been dating for a relatively short time. Most often, his work interfered with you, because of which you communicated mainly only on the Internet and only through beautiful photos and videos, which were sometimes of an intimate nature. In general, everything was fine with you and you did not complain.

When you walked with him into the room, he closed the door, sat down on the couch and sat you between his legs, with your back to him. He hugged you and snuggled up to you like a kitten to its mother, and you stroked his hands.

"How I missed you..." Koenig said in a low and gentle voice. You smiled and, lifting his mask, climbed into it, pulling him into a gentle and loving kiss.