Loooong week for König.

Stressful mission, he'd been hit point-blank with a bullet, (obviously wearing his vest) so no major damage, just bruising.

Still awful..

König was already an anxious man as it was, and the only thing that helped with that anxiety?

Why, his Klein Leibling Shatz, of course.

Who... Was currently doing the lord's work under König's desk, relieving the poor colonel of his pent up stress with that... hübscher kleiner Mund.

König groaned softly, his hips shifting up and his hand resting on your head, guiding your movements back and forth.

"Mmmhmm.. There you go... That's it, Meine gute kleine Maus.." He sighed, looking down at you affectionately.