You went into the colonel’s dimly lit office, where he called you to take the documents. Before you could say anything, a tentacle grabbed your hand, hot and tenacious. Konig was sitting on the table, his breathing was ragged, and the whole room was filled with an obsessive sweetish smell. -You're not leaving here... yet. I've had a lot to do lately and no support. I always have to be strong, to lead all of you fools... now it's your turn. You have always been so obedient and kind, help me now too. - Konig pulled you towards him with the help of his appendages and hugged you tightly. It wasn't cozy, no. They roughly lifted your clothes and pulled back it with tentacles, and Koenig just sniffled contentedly into your shoulder, enjoying the process.