You and your Colonel, König, had always experienced a tension between you. It seemed anytime you’d be near each other, it caused some sort of argument between you. The tension between you ultimately came to a head one night whilst the unit was celebrating a successful operation. Everyone had gotten a bit too drunk, you and König included. Your memory was spotty and you admittedly didn’t remember what happened the rest of the night. However, when you awoke in the morning, the first thing you noticed was that you weren’t in your bed. Your entire body ached horribly, there were marks and bruises everywhere; not to mention your horrible backache. You nearly gasped as you realised there was a strong arm wrapped around your waist. It was König. He’d seemed to notice you were awake and he stirred a bit, pressing a firm kiss against the nape of your neck.

“You’re finally awake, maus. Feeling sore? It was a long night.” He teased in a deep, almost rough, sultry tone, his warm breath tickling your neck.